It All Started With A Dare

Chapter Twenty Five: When Danger Lurks

Knowing that he was here trying to help me make me feel slightly better but there was still a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something told me that this wouldn't end well. Ya Allah please let everyone I care for be safe, I silently prayed.

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A day has gone by yet it felt like an eternity already. I laid my head back against the hard wood of the chair I was handcuffed to. The door creaked open as another masked man walked in with a plate of food and bottled water. "Eat fast." He demanded as he set the food in front of me. He freed one of my hands and handed me the plate. I scarfed down the food and chugged the water down my throat quickly before he could rush me even more. "You know you don't have to do this. If you guys let me go I won't tell anyone." I pleaded. I know that he wouldn't set me free but it worth a try. I still can't believe that Alex hasn't helped me escape yet, how many days do I have stay trapped here until he sets his plan into action?

"Nice try." He scoffed and took the remains of the food. There was something about this guy that didn't make him seem as scary as the rest anymore. I don't know what it is that makes me think this but it's like I could feel it, you know? It's like there was an ounce of goodness left in him. "Since I'm going to be here for a while then can we talk?" I pressed further. He gave me a dead stare but then soon caved in. He sat down across from me and laid his back against the hard brick wall.

"About what?" He said in a bored tone.

"Anything. What's your favorite hobby?"

"Playing soccer."

"Oh really? That's my favorite sport. I used to play it all the time with my two brothers. Sometimes they'd let me win thinking that I didn't know but I always did. I really miss them," My throat felt tight as tears welled in my eyes. I missed Baba, Grams, Isa, Abdirahman and Ihsan. I missed my friends and even Adam. I missed my my life, I missed being home with the people I love and care about.

"I have three older brothers but I never really have gotten along with them. I guess that's what happens when we all didn't grow up together." He let out a frustrated sigh.

"Why didn't you guys grow up together?" I questioned curiously.

"That's enough." He got up and put the handcuff back on my hand. "You don't need to do that. I promise I won't run I mean where can I run to?" I tried to persuade him. "Nope I can't take that chance." He then sat back down on the floor.

"Can I ask you one more question?"

"No."

"Please."

"What is it?!"

"What are you guys going to do to me?" I repeated the question.

"I don't know."

"Will you kill me?" I was afraid of the answer.

"Possibly if you keep running your mouth." He said as he left the room and made sure to lock it. All I could do at this point was pray that everything is going to turn out alright. That everyone I love and care for is safe and that I will also be safe. This is just a test from Allah. He's trying to see how strong I could be during this situation and I was not going to lose.