I don't do mercy (English)

Chapter 1

Emma's perspective:

I take one last look at myself in the mirror, straighten my hair and brush away some invisible dust. Now I'm ready to go to work. I take my bag in the hall and lock the apartment. Today I was the last to go out, which does not happen that often, but today was Saturday.

My name is Emma I am seventeen years old and live with my mom, dad and big brother. I have brown hair and brown eyes, I am very good looking if you can say so about yourself. I often received compliments and many were often shocked that I did not have a boyfriend.

My family would be away all weekend, which felt good because then I had to be home alone. I ran away to the café I worked at. One of my closest friends owns the cafe which was nice. I ran in and almost shouted "I'm here, I'm not late" The guests looked up and some gave me an annoying look before they went back to theirs.

I ran to Amanda, she led me a little but then said "hurry up and serve that customer" she nodded at one of the tables. There sat a guy in his 20s. She blinked at me and I then reached out my tongue and then hurried into the staff room where we have our lockers. I changed and looked in the mirror, I pasted a smile on my lips and went out to the customer.

I approached the guy and I could not deny that he looked good. I went forward and asked what he wanted he looked up from his mobile and looked into my eyes, these were some of the most beautiful I have seen. You could drown in them, they were sea blue and completely sparkling.

He replied "a shrimp salad thank you"

I replied "okay was it something more" I looked down at the block and wrote down when he said

"I do not know what you want"

I stopped with the pen and looked at him who he thought he was? I replied in a slightly annoyed voice

"if you do not see it I work" he gave me a grin and then said

"take a break then" I would turn around when Amanda came and said

"all customers are served so you have a break "

I looked at her and gave her a killer look then I went and prepared his order before I went out with the guy's order. I went forward and started to put everything down on his table he nodded that I should sit down, I sighed but finally sat down opposite him.

I looked up and looked into his eyes I could drown in them I asked

"what's your name" he replied

"Louis, you?"

"Emma" I held out my hand and he took the one he looked down at our hands before he said

"you have to go with me to New York"

I gave him a confused expression and let go of his hand, he started to get a little uncomfortable. I stood up and started walking he shouted after me

"I will come and pick you up in a month"

I went and continued with the day. On the way home, I thought about what Louis had said, he was just kidding, righ.

One month later:

A month had passed since I had met Louis, I had not heard anything. But I was still a little fussy. Mom and Dad were away over the weekend and my brother was with a friend. Today I was going to work a long shift because Amanda was ill and I had promised her to take care of the café today.

I put the keys to the café and turned them, I wanted to get in as quickly as possible because it was cold outside. It was April so it was still chilly in the mornings. I opened the door and stepped into the café, it was not a big café.

More of a cozy little cafe that always had the same customers. Everyone knew everyone and that was what I liked here that everyone recognized me and knew my name. I turned on the light and closed the door, I went to the staff room and opened the door.

When I opened the door, I was greeted by a dark silhouette. I dropped the bag and started screaming the silhouette looked up at me and then reached for me. I started kicking him and started to panic I started waving one of my arms, and got a slap in the face.

He looked at me in surprise as his gaze darkened. I swallowed and then saw him pick up something from his pants, a gun. He aimed it at me and said "now you take care otherwise you get a shot in the arm, then a shot in the arm and finally one in the head, okay"

I nodded in horror and felt how my tears had started to run down my cheeks. He grabbed my wrist again and dragged me out the back door. In the alley behind the café there was a black car with tinted windows. He opened the door and practically threw me into the car.

I landed on my stomach and slammed the door on the other side with my head, everything started to spin and blacken for a moment. He pulled me up and started tying my hands and feet, then he closed the door and went to the driver's side and sat down.

He started the car and started driving away, for the next few hours I cried almost all the time screaming I also did a lot the guy who drove said in the end "I have kidnapped many but they are at least quiet, so you can shut up" I tried to cry and hulka as quiet as I could but it sounded quite loud.

After another hour we arrived I tried to sit up and see where we were. I looked out and saw an airplane, would we go abroad !? The guy pulled me out of the car, and I started screaming and resisting again. He picked up his gun and a shot was heard.

My eardrums vibrated and I felt a pain in my arm. I collapsed and began to feel the blood running down my arm. Black dots began to appear in my field of vision and the pain was overwhelming.

He pulled me up but I could not stay upright, he took out a white cloth and held it to my face. Out of pure reflex, I held my breath. He noticed it, grinned and said "breathe darling, breathe" I realized I had to breathe and began to inhale.

It burned in the lungs of the drug that was on the cloth, the spots in my field of vision grew bigger and bigger and the unconsciousness welcomed me with open arms.

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This is chapter one. I have done anoter book but that one is in swedich. I toght it whold be fun if i translete it into english. So this is the English translation.

Take care <3

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