I turn around and Chase is standing behind me. I scowl, rolling my eyes at him. "OH MY GOD! LOOK OUT!" He yells as I spin on my heal and I feel my world slow down. I can feel myself falling. My leg hits the smooth marble of the fountain as I fall face first into the water. Chase is giggling like a 3 year old.
"Well don't just stand there! Help me out," I snap at him. He reaches for my hand. The moment out hands touch I use all my strength to pull him in. I jump out of the fountain sprinting and laughing till my sides hurt. I slip through the trees until I see a break in the undergrowth that leads out into the soccer field. I slow my run to a jog until I come to a stop breathing heavily. I turn around and Chase is walking towards me with a grin on his face. I begin back-pedaling until my body hits something hard and I stop dead. I'm to afraid to see who's behind me. A hand grasps my shoulder. Fingers clench around my arm and it takes all my will not to squeal.
Chase has stop dead and it staring at whoever, or whatever is standing behind me. I squirm trying to loosen the grip on my shoulder. A man walks in front of me. He is wearing dark shades and a suit. He looks like a frigging CIA Agent. He steps closer and lifts his glasses onto his head. I study his face realizing that he looks faguely familiar. His dark hair is threaded with grey at his temple. His lips curve in a similar way to mine. He reminds me of my father. But that's impossible because my father died when I was seven. The first 3 months had been a nightmare. My mother was so depressed she couldn't even get herself out of bed. I had to raise myself and my younger brother. Seeing this man in front of me, made my mind flood with memories. The first one was when I was five and my dad took me to the local game down at the soccer club. I remember when the last goal was scored. I was lifted onto my dads shoulders and I couldn't help but smile. I was startled when there were fingers clicking in my face.
"Stop smiling. She's the one," says the guys in front of me. I glance back at the guy holding me. He gives me a wolfish smile. "You're coming with us," he commands.
"I'm not going any where with you," I reply firmly.
"Don't be difficult just do as I say and you won't get hurt,"
"Was that a threat?" I say, mockingly.
"Yea, it was, cupcake," he replies with a smirk.
"You did not just call me cupcake!" I yell as I throw myself at him. He doesn't even flinch because before I can hit him I'm held back by the other. They both just laugh at me. The assholes they laughed.
I decide to take matters into my own hands. I catch a glimpse of Chase as he ducks behind a tree. Wimp. I stomp on the foot of the one holding me and he releases my arms to grab his foot. The other lurches at me but I drive my elbow into his nose, enjoying the adrenaline. I begin running. My legs ache and my lungs burn but I don't stop Chase has disappeared from the tree. I glance back and see one grabbing his face and the other limping toward me. Chase jumps out from behind some shrubs and grabs my hand. He yanks me toward a wall. I don't understand whats happening. Chase releases my hand and jumps into the wall. The wall ripples around him until he is gone. I have no other choice. So I jump.
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