AGAIN!?

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"Again!?" I half yelled.

The person behind the gun chuckled.

"Tired of being beaten up?" Sissy asked.

The phone was still up to my ear.

I knew Austin could hear me, but I couldn't hear him.

I hoped he would call Miles or the police for help.

"Kind of, yeah," I said.

"Tell then later and hang up," Sissy said motioning to my phone.

"I'll call you later," I said into the phone and pretended to hand up.

I put the phone in my front pocket and upside down, so that Austin could still hear us.

"Are you really going to shoot me around all these people?" I asked.

"You really think that I'm that stupid?" She sneered at me.

I shrugged nonchalantly,

"You are waving a gun in my face in front of all these people," I said casually.

 "Yeah, but nobody can see us under the pier," She said.

I inwardly smiled.

I got her to say our locations without it being suspicious to her.

"That's true," I said.

I placed my hands on my hips.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked shortly.

I was getting real sick of Sissy.

She grinned at me.

"Not here," She said.

I raised an eyebrow, but a second later the butt of the gun hit my temple, hard.

I fell into the dampish sand and blacked out.

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I woke up slowly.

My head was pounding with pain.

I groaned out.

I tried to move my hands, but found then tied behind my back.

That's when I remembered the beach, talking to Austin, Sissy, and the gun.

I opened my eyes slowly.

It was semi dark where I was.

I looked around to find where I was.

I didn't recognize it.

I was in some kind of abandoned building.

It was full of garbage and random boxes were stacked up all around me.

I could see a window way above my head and saw that it was still day time.

I moved my legs and felt my phone in my front pocket.

I sat up and felt a new wave of pain shoot through my head.

I ignored it and looked around for any sign that Sissy was here.

I didn't find anything, so I pulled my hands down and under my feet.

My hands now in front of me, I took my phone out of my pocket and saw that it was talking to Austin.

I unmated his half and found it full of life.

There was a bunch of talking and I couldn't make out any of it.

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