Chapter Twenty-Five

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In Mr. Allen's class we watched a video on injuries and how to patch them up. While we took notes. This was so boring. I wanted to leave this wasn't fun at all watching someone wrap a Bandage on something was horrible. I already know how to do all that.
"Okay class now I'm putting you with partners so we can practice." He said.
"Can't we just pick who we want to be with." Some girl said.
"No." Mr. Allen said. "Your partners will be who are you sitting by."
I was glad that Anuel was my partner for this I don't want to be paired up with anyone else.

"So you gonna bandage me up." Anuel said looking excited. Maybe a bit too excited.
"I mean yeah if you calm down." I said unraveling the wrap. I started wrapping his arm and made sure to twist the wrap once over the fake wound.
"Interesting, interesting." Anuel said, "but now I want it off it feels weird."
"Wait we have to show Mr. Allen." I said.
He called over Mr. Allen and he looked it at.
"Nice Mirana, I like the way you did this so neatly wrapped."
If only he knew I've done this a hundred times in my life, but now it was Anuels turn to wrap my arm. As he was wrapping my arm I could tell you he really needed some help so I had to guide him through it.

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"Okay look even if you didn't help me I would have been okay." Anuel said.
We were talking to Ezra about our wrapping today after school.
"Well you probably needed it." Ezra said laughing.
"That's just rude. I'll race you to your truck I bet I'll win this."
"Okay bet" Ezra said.
Ezra handed me his textbook and they both took off after He said go while I still walked.
While I was walking to the truck I felt weird like someone was watching me so I looked behind and and saw no one there just a bunch of the kids near the school and then I bumped into someone.
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry sir. " I said to the man in front of me.
"Oh no worries it's quit alright." The guy said and I walked around. "You know you look so familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?"
I turned around, "Umm no I don't think so, I really have to get going." I continued walking to Ezra's truck and he's just standing out watching me.
All of a sudden I feel hands grabbing me and I scream. I'm suddenly off me feet being carried away.
"You know your dad was right you are very vulnerable."

Did he just say my dad?
My eyes widened.
Did my dad send him?
I struggled to get out of his grip.
How does he know my dad?

"EZRA!!" I yelled. "LET GO OF ME!" I was struggling to get free. I know I'm a light person. I started kicking and screaming even tried clawing him. "PLEASE LET GO OF ME! EZRA HELP!!"
I saw Ezra running towards us and the guy stopped walking I looked over and saw that he was opening his trunk.
Oh no.
This can't be happening.
I can't let this happen.
He opened it and was about to put me inside and the only thought that came to my mind was to not let go of the guy.
"Let go you stupid bitch."
I held on so tightly my hands were starting to hurt and I saw Ezra right there. He closed the trunk and grabbed the guy.
The parking lot was almost empty, just a few kids waiting around; watching what was going on, just a few cars left.
"Let her go." Ezra said.
"No she's mine I have to take her."
Why does he have to take me?
"No. I'm telling you you have to let her go. I'm trying to be real calm here, but if you don't I'll have no choice but to end you myself." Ezra's voice was low and angry.

But what did he mean by end you?
I'm literally panicking on this guy's shoulder.
I started squirming to get out of this guys hold, and he just dropped me making me land on the ground.
"No just take her I can't die, I'll do anything." The guy started to plead.
I heard sirens in the background getting closer and closer.
"You called the cops on me! No! I can't go to jail." He started rushing to his car when Ezra grabbed him and threw him on the ground.
I looked over and saw two police cars and an ambulance.
"No one tries to take my girl and gets away with it!" Ezra yelled angrily.

The police came over to us and grabbed the man. Ezra came to my side to comfort me.

"I didn't even do anything these kids came on to me."
"Came on to you?" My voice was shaky. " Sir I've been through enough with my life to hurt someone else's. I don't know you at all." I cried into Ezra's chest and he held me tight.
"Sir, you have the right to remain silent." The officer said taking the man away.

"Officer is it okay if I get my truck and bring it closer my brother is in there."
"No no of course, go ahead. I just need to ask your girlfriend a few questions."
GIRLFRIEND!!!!!!
"Alright. I'll be right back, okay ?" I nodded.

"So what all happened." She said looking at me. "Take your time, alright."
I inhaled deep and exhaled. "Honestly I don't know. My friends raced to the truck and I was walking. I...." I started to tear up, "I looked behind me cause I thought someone was watching me and I bumped into that guy. I told him I was sorry, he was fine and I continued walking and he started talking to me."
"About what?"
"I don't know I just continued walking to the truck happy to be going home and then I just felt him grab me and tossing me over his shoulder." Ezra came back and held me close to him, "I just remember screaming out for help and yelling. I tried everything to get out of his hold. And he said something about my dad." I cried and turned into Ezra.
"Your dad?"
"I don't know he just said something about him."
"And your dad what does he do."
"He's in jail." Ezra said. "Well what's gonna happen to this guy."
"Well we are gonna take him in and question him and we might throw him in or we might let him go. And ma'am you do have a lot of bruises we would like to check that out if you don't mind."
"Umm I've had these for a while now. My dad had gave them too me a long time ago they aren't new." I said
"No the ones on your arms."
I looked on my arms and there were little scratches and some bruising. "Oh those, I'm sure it's fine." I said looking at Ezra.
"It might not be a bad idea." Ezra said.

They looked at them and bandaged them
"Am I good to go home now?"
"Yes you are."

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