I head back to the Alley and into my box. I scoot in and my foot brushes against something.
I go and feel it. Fur. It was a small puppy. It shivered and I picked it up and pulled it into my chest to warm it up.
I zip up my jacket and unfold the paper he gave me. It read "1-800-744-3322
Here is my number call if in need of help
~Andrew."
So his name is Andrew. I jump once I hear manly voices talking outside the box again.
I look and it was the same men from this morning.
"I'm tired of all of this shit." One of the guys mutter.
"Yeah me too." Another says.
The puppy starts to stirr. It's eyes open and it starts to whine. Once I quiet him I look back out only to see one of the men walking towards my box.
The man kneels down opening the box to reveal myself and the puppy. He holds a gun up to my head.
"Out," he growls.
I slowly exit the box. The other men had their guns out but pointing at the ground.
"Get up."
I attempt to stand but fall down. To avoid hurting the puppy I use my elbows to stop myself, only injuring myself further.
"I c-can't," I studder.
"Who are you, and why are you here? Are you an enemies spy?" He asks
"N-no,"
The man stops his gun and goes to the back of the group grabbing his phone and calling someone.
He comes back and helps me up.
"Boss wants to meet you," He says
"Why?" I ask
"No questions just keep up."
He leads me to a nice Lamborghini and helps me in.
I let the puppy out of my jacket. It looked like a Rottweiler mix and it was a male, so I'm gonna name it Apollo.
Apollo jumps out of my lap as the man sits down beside me. The man pets Apollo, gently stroking his fur. I wanted to close my eyes and sleep but then the man had to go and talk.
"What is your name?"
"Callie and...you?"
"I'm Carter."
I just stare at him for a little while and then lay my head down to try and sleep.
I am awoken to someone shaking me softly. My eyes flutter open as I realize it was Carter.
"Good afternoon, we're here." He says cheerily.
At least someone is happy.
He tells me to stay put for a minute before opening my door without warning and I fell out face first into the concrete. "What the fuck!" I scream.
"I'm so sorry," He says holding back his laughter.
I pick up Apollo as Carter leads me into the huge house. We walk upstairs and into a hallway.
Angry yelling echoed throughout the halls.
Carter knocks on the door at the end of the hallway
"Boss?"
He opens the door right as 'boss' throws his phone out the window.
He looks over at us. First Carter, than me, then Apollo
"I'm not running a shelter," His deep voice booms.
I glare at his comment before we enter. Carter tells me to sit on the sofa as him and bossman talk.
I set down Apollo and lay down beside him.
"No dogs allowed on the furniture!"
My only response was flicking him off. I practically felt his anger after I did that. I heard Carter chuckle.
After about an hour later, Bossman walked over to me and pulled up a chair.
"Why were you in that alley way by yourself?" He asks
I look down "I ran away from home.
"
"Ahh, now I see," he pause "You're a spoiled teen who didn't get what she wanted!" He says
My eyes start to tear up " I ran away because my step-father abused me. My mother died in a fucking car crash which caused my step-father to turn to damn drugs. Then he threw a wine bottle at me." I show him all my wounds "so no. I didn't get what I wanted. I wanted a happy family and happy life, but did that happen? No It didn't." I snap.
They both stand there dumbfounded
"He abused you?" Bossman spoke
"Did I studder?" I respond
Carter stares at the floor.
The silence gave me time to study Bossman more. He has black hair and blue eyes, his hair was a bit curly. He looked to be about 20, but he looked a lot like Andrew. Maybe he knew him.
"Hey Bossman?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you by any chance know Andrew?"
"Andrew......"
"I don't remember his last name".
"Well I have a brother named Andrew".
"What does he look like?" I ask
Bossman goes up to his desk and grabs a photo. He brings it back
"He's on the left". He says pointing towards the person on the left.
Sure enough, it was the same Andrew. My eyes light up.
"Yeah that's the same one!" I exlaim
"What do you mean same one?" He questions, tilting his head a little.
"Well, this guy on a motorcycle stopped by me and gave me his number and twenty dollars."
Bossman gets up and pulls another phone out of his pocket. Didn't he just throw it out the window? I ask myself. He dials someone.
"Hey.....so, did you meet a girl earlier today.....uh yeah, she is with me now....ok". Bossman heads my way. "He wants to speak to you."
I grab the phone from him and pit it to my ear
"Hel-"
"ARE YOU OKAY? WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?"
"Well I certainly didn't ask to be kidnapped and brought here so don't ask me 'What was I thinking'!" I tell into the phone
"Hey. Um, I'm sorry. I'm worried about you."
"Worried? You only met me once, and you don't even know my name."
"I'm coming over to change that."
"Please don't."
The phone beeps, signaling he ended the call. I hand Bossman back his phone and lay back down next to Apollo.
Two and a half hour later, Andrew burst in through the door.
"Where the fuck is she!"
He yells
Bossman and Carter both point at me. Andrew drops his helmet and runs over to me.
"Are you okay? Please tell me they didn't hurt you!" He says shaking me
"OH MY FUCKING GOD! I'M NOT A RATTLE!"
He stops shaking me and pulls me into a hug.
"Okay, to close for comfort!"
I try to push him off but he wouldn't budge. I look at Carter and Bossman.
"Get him off of me!" I tell them
When they finally pry him off, Andrew goes to sit back down next to me.
I go to scoot over but I ended up using my bad leg. I whimper in pain before pulling it up on the couch. I bit my tounge to stop myself from crying.
"Clearly, you're not okay, what's wrong?" Bossman says looking at my swollen ankle.
"I honestly don't know what's wrong with it".
He gently lifts it up into his lap.
"Dammit, Fuck that hurts!" I groan
"Man up, I'm trying to see what's wrong".
I quite down not noticing I was crying until Andrew speaks up
"Okay dude, be more careful she's actually crying."
Bossman looks up at me.
"Oh shit, sorry!"
Bossman gently places my ankle back on the couch.
"I'm gonna go get the doctor," Carter says getting up and going out of the room.
I lay down with my feet on Andrews lap and I close my eyes to fall asleep.