Taken [ Crystal Reed and Chris Collins Fanfiction ]

Chapter two - {Along for the Ride}

I could feel the cold air from the back of the van's frosted windows.

Slowly sitting up, I noticed that we got knocked out. Ana was still laying there sideways, passed out. The blindfold they had put on me, I could see through, so the fabric wasn't that good. I managed to see everything in the truck. Some paint, a rope, a roll of black duct tape, and a hammer. I was startled--when I seen the hammer. I knew I had to behave.

One of the guys must of noticed my movement and thought I was awake. But I was just waking up. Everything was still happening so fast. He pulled me from the back of my hair. "Uggghh!" I yelled from under the duct tape. He ripped the duct tape off my mouth and took off my blindfold and looked me into the eyes. It was him---the man in the bar. He did have some gorgeous greenish-blue eyes.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"Who am I?" What kind if person kidnapped someone not knowing who they are? I thought to myself.

"You heard me!"

I was shivering and I was frightened by him. My friend began to wake up and I still haven't answered him I can tell he was getting mad. As he was holding my head, waiting for a response, he got tired so he slammed my head against the side of the car. (From the inside)

He started pacing a lot like he was out of his mind.

"What's going on?" Anastasia mumbled. "What's happening?" I couldn't quite understand her but I knew what she trying to say.

"Shut up!" He told us.

Anastasia began crying. Her blindfold started to get a little wet at the bottom from tears.

"Shut-up!" He said again rubbing his head. It seemed as if he was on some drug or just out of his mind. Maybe traumatized from a injustice.

She began sobbing. He picked up the hammer and threatened to hit her if she doesn't shut up.

Ok. Anastasia said. Hit me.

"I'm not gonna do that!" He said cuffing his mouth with his hand. It seemed like he was having all the bad boy work done for him.

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The floorboards were freezing cold.

"Where are we?" The bar guy asked his driver-friend.

"Almost there." He replied.

After my head cleared, I noticed that the car stopped. I had a feeling that we were where they were taking us.

The engine stopped and I heard the lock click. Two men opened up the back of the van. The bar guy stepped out.

Anastasia started crying again.

One of the men pulled her out of the truck. She was shivering.

Next thing you know, he took out a gun.

Author's Note: I'm sorry that this is a really really short chapter but, Thank You for reading my book. I appreciate it. ♡ Tell me what you think about this chapter. Anastasia? Charlotte? Gorgeous green-eyed boy? What do you thinks going to happen next after he pulls out the gun? Vote, comment, and SHARE! ♡