Micah's POV
"This is mother fucking bullshit." I say, tied to a chair.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch!" Some guy slapped me.
"Where the hell am I, handsome man?!" I scream. This guy is handsome. Black hair. Brown, almost black eyes, and strong facial features.
"Now why would I tell you that, doll face?" He chuckles.
"Cause you're nice...?"
"Sure." He laughs. Where's Ryder? I groan, hungry.
"May I get something to eat?" He rolls his eyes, leaving and coming back with a soft pretzel with cheese. He breaks it apart, dips it in the cheese, then feeds me it. (A/N don't ask, I've been wanting that lately 'cause I'm fat.)
"Thanks."
"You're welcome." He smiles. I smile back, looking at him seductively. He gets up, and kisses me. I kiss back, wanting to throw up in reality. He undoes my ropes, I stand, and subtly take the chair and smash it over his head, knocking him out. I take the knife and gun he had on him. I sneakily get out of the room, shooting the security cameras when I came across one. I did run into a few people but managed to knock them out when I saw...
A/N Cliffy there. Micah kicked some ass today. I'll update soon, sorry this sucked... Or unrealistic, but hey. It's a story . It isn't supposed to be realistic.
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