Between Us Two...

Chapter 18-Precious

Chapter 18, Like a Zombie Pt 2

"Mafia?" I asked in confusion. "What do you mean?

"What do you mean what I mean! He owns a mafia! One that kills!"

"I'm scared Jason."

"I am as well."

"Also," I spoke up, "I seen this man tied up held hostage."

"Did you call the cops? How did he look?" Jason kept asking many questions.

"No, I didn't and he had light brown hair. When he looked up, he reminded me of Ryan."

"Alright.. Call the police and tell them."

Jason sounded as if he was about to die. My heart started pounding. Ok..call the police and tell them.

"911, What's your emergency?"

"You might not believe me but, I seen a man held hostage on 856 Linnch street!"

"What's his condition?"

"He looked as if he was tortured. He was bleeding and crying out for help."

"We will send 3 units to that location."

"Alright."

"Thank you ma'am, people like you are making the world a better place."

I hung up the phone and sat there thinking.

Ring Ring

I looked at it and it was Guardian. I slowly reached for it. "Uh....hello?"

"Did you call 911?"

"Huh?" How did they know?! Thousand of questions ran through my head.

"Did you...call..911?"

"No, I didn't."

A few seconds later they played an audio message. It sounds totally like me. "So, is this not you?"

I quickly hung up the phone in fear. "Oh shit..."

Buzz

A text had arrived and it said, "Were coming."

I then called Jason back, "please answer!!"

"Hello?"

"Jason! They're coming for me! Help!!"

"I'm on my-"

The door was kicked down in the lower floors and in came 5 men in suits. "Where is she?"

"Who?" I could hear the office lady downstairs.

"Uh, a Precious Kingston"

"Why do you need-"

Pow!!

Gunshots ran through the building. "I ask one time, and one time only!"

I could hear the men getting near my room door, "Jason, help!"

My door was knocked down and in came the five men. They destroyed everything I had in possession. They knocked down my bed and then grabbed me, throwing a bag over my head, then knocking the wind out of me.

As I was being dragged out the door, hitting walls and doors. I could hear a fire erupting from my room, this is it. I told myself.