This Lil' Hottie Was A Geek

Kidnapped

"Well it happened so deal with it, princess."

"Shove it, delinquint."

I sighed. Trading insults with her will get us nowhere.

"I mean what did you do?" She went on "pissed off some mob boss or something?"

"Very funny, Angela."

"I'm serious!"

"Look, we don't have time to argue. What we need to do is find out how to get out of here."

"No shit Sherlock."

Okay, Angela was really starting to piss me off. Maybe I'll get out of here by myself and leave her to rot. But I knew what she was doing. Angela was trying to be brave, trying to distract herself from having a panic attack. She knew that we were in deep shit.

"Did you see them?" I asked her, "did you see who took us?"

"No," she replied grudgingly. "It was too dark and they tied a rag around my eyes. When They took it off we were already in here."

"Shit." I closed my eyes, trying to keep the dizzyness at bay.

"You're bleeding."

"Huh?" I looked at her.

She frowned. "On the side of your face. You're bleeding."

"Oh."

"You got hit with a thick branch."

"Yeah, well I can feel the after effects. I don't recommend it."

"Thanks."

I blinked at that. "Huh?"

"I said 'thanks," Angela looked away. "You pushed me out the way, so thanks. And sorry."