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Correction. Both of the men there point the gun at me. Adrian Black and his friend... or partner in crime. The girl kicks the tattoo-less one in this shin, pulling him aside. The tattoo-less one drags Adrian Black along with him.
Okay, my life has been spared for the next few minutes, I'm guessing. Hurray! Now, please Lord, forgive all my sins and spare my life until I'm wrinkly and old.
When the three are done with their group huddle, they turn to me. Adrian Black and the tattoo-less one seem slightly annoyed, while the girl looks triumphant. "You're coming with us," She tells me.
Whoa there! I'm not going with a group of murderers! That's begging for death to come and eat me up alive! I mean, sure, I might be delicious, but usually unhealthy things are yummy, so if Death wants to maintain a good healthy diet and live for eternity, it shouldn't eat trash like me.
I think I'm getting carried away.
"I'm not coming with anyone," I reply firmly. Well, would you look at that. A crippled girl who can't move without hurting all over is ordering around murderers with guns and black cars.
"We're kidnapping you," The tattoo-less one deadpans.
"Dear me," I deadpan back. Hey, I have an ego too. Do you expect me to panic when they're all so calm? I'm not a chicken that's about to be cooked here... I'm just a human being about to be kidnapped and God knows what else.
"This is the part where you panic and run away," The tattoo-less one suggests.
"There are two things wrong with that statement. First, I physically cannot run, so I can't run away. And since I can't run away, what's the use of panicking?"
"You are a wise soul," The girl comments. They're strangely talkative for murderers... And kidnappers. But then again, I'm not even surprised anymore. So many bad things happen in my life, I'm officially un-shooketh at everything.
"Thanks, I owe it to the brain injuries. Now let's introduce ourselves, shall we? I'm Bailey Willow. That dude, I've already met. He's Adrian Black. Now you two start talking before I hit you with my crutches."
"Maybe if we let her go... it'll be healthier for us?" The tattoo-less one suggests, clearly concerned.
"Sure. Let's just let her go so she can galavant... or hobble over to a police station and then tell them everything she saw! And then we'll all be behind bars!"
"I ain't no snitch."
"And we ain't gonna trust you," He back-sasses. Damn, we love ourselves a sassy bitch of a man. "Get in the car."
"No thank you, Ted Bundy."
He blinks. "It's Adrian Black."
I resist the urge to slap my forehead, mostly because it would hurt. "At least now I know for sure that you are too stupid to to anything other than kill me. Now let me get in that car."
Or at least that's how I imagined my kidnapping to go. No, one of Adrian Black's men lift me off my feet and toss me into the backseat of the minivan, and my almost healed ribs get hurt once more and I start to taste blood in my mouth.
I cough as the blood starts to trail down my lips. "My fucking ribs!" I growl out, attempting to sit upright from the awkward position the dude threw me in. If only I could remember his face, so I can hit him with my crutches which he also threw into the car.
"You fucking assholes, let me go, I have a life too, you know! I was supposed to be walking home from work!" I cough once more, wiping the blood off my lips. "Let me the fuck go! You're lucky I'm a lover of peace and nonviolence and also that I'm currently in no state of beating someone to death."
"Make her shut up!" The tattoo-less man groans. "Shut up!"
"Blake, we're kidnapping her, let her scream," The girl announces. Then she turns around in her seat to face me. "Scream."
So I let out a blood curdling scream. "You fucking asses, let me out of this car this instant! I thought y'all were doing something fun, so I came to check it out, and turns out you're KILLING people?! THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL!"
"Blake, gag her," Adrian Black says.
"Whoa there, Adrian, the only person Blake should be gagging is me!" The girl hisses, which earns her a look from both men. "Oh... you meant that gag. Please forget all I said."
"Anna... why..." This Blake dude shakes his head and grabs a piece of cloth.
"Oh no you don't mister! You better get that cloth away from me before I use my crutches!" I shout in a threatening tone. Blake pauses mid way and glances at Anna.
"Told you to let her go," Anna shrugs, looking away from him in a manner that says 'you're on your own now'. Blake rolls his eyes and miraculously manages to wrap that cloth around my mouth, keeping me from shouting.
"Yur fughin mmphhh!" I shout through the cloth. Well, Bailey. This is what you get for being so curious.
Curiosity killed the cat, they said. Sadly, I don't have nine lives. "Lemph mph mph hmph!" I growl, but my voice is muffled out by the cloth. I want their throats! Well, except Anna's because she wanted to let me go.
I hope the men die in ditches with cockroaches and bloodsucking leeches! Oh wait... my hands aren't tied. Idiots.
I remove the cloth from my mouth, and toss it at Adrian Black. "Bitch ass mother trucker!" I don't say the actual curse word because I usually save that word for my dad. "Let me the fuck go before I turn you all into vampires!"
"It's not too late to take her back..." Anna offers, but the two men still remain stubborn as fuck. I'm telling you, men and their egos are the largest things humankind could face.
"I'm too young to go to jail!" Blake snaps back.
"I'm not going to snitch on you guys! Just let me the fuck go, and I'll keep a secret. You can trust me. Besides, why would I want to spend another second thinking about you guys?"
"She has a point," Anna tells Blake. I swear, I'm going to start liking this girl if she wasn't one of the people kidnapping me.
"Let me go!" I hiss, coughing up blood once more. "Or at least tell your men to stop throwing people into the backseat of the car! Especially when they have broken ribs! I take back saying you were cool, Adrian Black! You are the total opposite of cool. You are uncool!"
"Are you done?" He asks from the driver seat.
"No, I will never be done insulting you, but as of now, yes. I am done."
"Firstly, I am very cool. And secondly, we can let you go. But that would mean putting a bullet in your head."
"Kidnapping is fine. As long as I get my own bedroom and TV. You kill people for a living, so I'm guessing you're rich right? And you are definitely not cool if you smoke. What's cool about slowly killing yourself?"
"We are kidnapping you."
"I know that."
"Then why the fuck are you asking for a TV?"
"Isn't that what kidnappers do. I mean, at least in the books I read online."
"We should have let her go," Anna comments, giving them all that 'now you suffer' look. I think I see some slight regret in Adrian Black's face but it's extremely hard to tell. Blake's face is all regrets.
I start coughing more, considering how loud I've been screaming. All of a sudden, I feel lightheaded...
"Adrian, we're going the wrong way," Anna tells him.
"No, I'm not."
"Are you blind?"
"I'm taking her to the damn hospital."
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a/n: before you say anything, he's probably just taking her to the hospital so she doesn't bloody up his car. such a man.
again, sarcasm.
and in this book, adrian and blake are 21. just to make things more interesting. and anna is 19. yeet.
and this chapter is 1327 words!! i'm so proud.
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