C8: Escape?

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"H-hello?" I answered, whispering so the officer wouldn't hear the conversation. She looked concerned, but I just nodded, as if to say that it was okay.

"Becca," Carlos whispered, barely loud enough to hear.

"Carlos, baby, where are you?" I practically cried out.

"I-I don't know. I think-" Carlos was cut off by a second voice.

"Carlos, what the fuck are you do- WHO DID YOU CALL?" I recognized the voice, it was Harry's. And he was pissed.

"Harry, it's me," I said.

"Rebecca, hello. How's it going?" he asked, as if it were the most casual thing ever.

"Not too good, Harry. This crazy psychopath stole my boyfriend and he may or may not be trying to kill me," I explained.

"Gee dang, I hate when that happens," he muttered.

I glanced at the officer driving us along side the highway; her eyes were glued to the road. Maybe she couldn't hear what I was saying.

"Let's cut to the chase, Rebecca," he said suddenly. "I have what you want, and you have what I want. How are we gonna make this work?"

"You're going to bring Carlos home, and I'm going to do nothing," I reasoned.

"Babe, I have a knife. I also have Carlos in a headlock and I'm not afraid to kill him."

"Yes, you are. You and I both know you won't hurt him. Now bring him back. Now."

"Fine. Whatever."

I heard the sound of Carlos shrieking.

"NOHARRYSTOP!" I yelled. "Please, I'll do anything. Just don't hurt him. P-please."

"You just have to do what I tell you."

"What do you want, Harry? What could I possibly have that YOU don't?"

"That's simple," he said. "I want you."

"And what do you want with me?"

"I want your hand in marriage. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want you to love me."

"You can't force someone to love you, Harry," I said through gritted teeth.

"I can damn well try," he said.

I didn't say anything in response. My heart sped up at the thought of how dangerous Harry could be. I don't know what he's capable of. He has millions of dollars that he could use to hire people that could torture me or Carlos or...anyone.

"Here's what you're gonna do," he instructed. "You're probably in a police car now, am I right?"

"Y-yes, I am," I stuttered out.

"Get out," he ordered.

"I'm in the middle of the fucking highway!" I scream-whispered.

"Pull over, and get out of the car," he said, as if it were the most simple thing in the world.

"She'll ask me why."

"Tell her you have to throw up. And then run," he instructed.

"Run where?" I glanced from the window to Judy and back to the window.

"Just run," he said. "And once you're far away from the police car, call me again for the next instruction. You have 15 minutes."

"And what happens if I take longer?" I tested.

"Well let's just say Carlos over here might end up with a few...bruises and cuts," Harry said mischievously. I heard Carlos whimper. "15 minutes. Go."

Harry hung up the phone and all I heard was the dial tone.

I had 15 minutes.

I had to get out of here.

I had to save Carlos.

I had to save my boyfriend.

"Hey, Officer Judy?" I asked, my voice cracking as I said her name.

"Yeah, sweetie?"

"I f-feel sick. C-can you pull over?"

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Yaaaay 800 reads! :]

Doing some major editing, and writing for this book. Won't be posting for a long time (so sorry!) but i promise im gonna try to make it waaaay better and the new chapters longer!

But in the meantime, read my other works!

Promises (Logan fanfic) (litte bitta james too)

Big Time Love Triangle (Logan and Kendall fanfic) (This one's complete!)

I Thought You Said It Was Easy (sequel to Big Time Love Triangle)

Chasing A Murderer (Kogan fanfic..sorta)

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I'm gonna wrap this up in the next few chapters --- im so sorry.

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