Abducted.

Untitled Part 23

He followed me and I didn't know what to do? Why were men so damn horny. I walked a little faster but in the end he ran and pushed me up against a wall behind the piss smelling staircase. he pulled out a knife and held it to my throat. I dropped the box and froze. All thoughts of fighting him fleeing my mind.

"Who sent you?"

what was I suppose to say Harry?

"Harry."

"Stop lying to me you little whore."

"I'm telling the truth." My heart speeding up as realization of my situation sinked in.
The intense fear in me was unimaginable. This guy just had to flick his wrist to kill Me and I didn't want to die yet. For once in this short time all I could do was long for Harry. Only him could save me from this situation.
The guy turned me over and lifted my shirt. He was looking for the burn Mark I saw on Calum. I didn't have that. I knew that. He spit on my back and turned me around roughly.
"I knew you were bullshiting."
He was going to kill me this was it. I'd never see my family again or my fake friends. I'd die right here. The tears pricked my eyes but I wouldn't cry. I'd die with a little dignity.
He pushed me against the wall the rough grain stabbing my back.
"I'll ask you one more time who sent you?"
"I'll show you"
What was I saying? What if Harry and him got into a knife fight or something. Harry couldn't die. He was doing the wrong thing but that didn't mean he had to die but he was going to kill me. I'd be found in a ditch somewhere the douche would rape me highly likely cause he's disgusting. I couldn't die like this.
He chuckled his yellowing teeth and cigarette breathe disgusting me. His salt and pepper beard holding chucks of bread and his dull hazel eyes amused.
"Who's in the car?"
" Harry I swear."
He laughed again.
"And if it isn't Harry?"
A devilish gleam filled his eyes and his certainty that it wasn't Harry made me doubt myself.
"It will be."
"And if it's not?" His smile digusted me.
"What do you want?"
The knife moved a cemi inch away from me and he thought.
"I'll rape and kill you."
I pushed down the nerves and smirked. Looking way more confident then I felt. I had to trust Harry. His confidence seemed to waver but he quickly recomposed it.
"Pick up the box and go to the car." He said and I quickly obeyed.
I walked with his knife in my spine and walked to the car. I didn't see his car. His car wasn't where he parked it. All the confidence I stored in my self. Died. I was going to be murdered because Harry decided to leave me.
I Felt his breath hit my ear and I could hear the smile on his face.
"Oops Harry isn't here. Was he ever here to begin with or are you just a delusional little girl."
"he's coming back." I said trying to buy more time. Maybe he'd pop out of nowhere.
I know he was. Maybe his plan was to leave for dead all along. Maybe he didn't really love me and I was a simple game. Why did this thought hurt so damn much. I was going to die because he needed to take a piss break. I hate him.
"Put the knife down or I'll shoot you Lordo."
The voice of Harry rang in my ears. The joy in my heart filled with in me. I wasn't going to die. I felt the knife go deeper in my back and the joy quickly left me.
"Give me the girl and I'll let you sell your drugs. You know there's thousands in that box."
"She's not for sale."
" your going to throw away 10,000 dollars for this stupid girls life. You know your sister wouldn't enjoy that."
Lordo turned me around and I saw the uncertainty in his eyes. This box was worth $10,000 but he shouldn't have to think about it. I was more important than money right?
Was he really going to let me die? "I SAID SHES NOT FOR SALE!."
"Drop the box buttercup."
I dropped the box and he threw me to Harry.
"THANKS." He said mockingly
He picked the box up and went to the disgusting apartment complex.
"Who was he?"
I looked at him his face tense. He just lost $10,000 I'd be pretty upset myself. He raked his fingers through his hair and sighed.
"It doesn't matter let's go home."
"He was going to kill Me I deserve to know."
"If you did your damn job right you wouldn't be put in That damn situation. Saying no one sent me was just as easy as saying Harry."
Was he blaming me for something I didn't know how to do. I've never sold drugs before. How Was I suppose to know. I wanted to fight him but I was to tired. So I followed him stuffing down the pain in my chest.
I got in the car trying to fight back tears with all the power I had but when I was with Harry it was close to impossible. I got in the car and he stared off into space and pulled out his phone.
Dialing someone. He brung it to his ear and went away from me as he made his call. The tears seemed to stream out like waterfalls. What was this? Why was there such sadness in my heart when Harry yelled at me. He was a monster. A disgusting selfish moster. As my brain filled with what ifs... what if his sister is the evil one. What of he can't leave or someone will kill him. I kept on making excuses for someone who didn't need excuses.
I knew he was doing this out of his own will he enjoyed being powerful. Especially since he had a horrid childhood. That's how we bonded through having horrible experiences.
Maybe there was something wrong with me? Maybe I was truly worthless. Maybe I deserved this. For being such a horrid person. I made so many mistakes.
I was crying so hard I didn't hear the car door open. I let Harry take me in his arms as he comforted me. I hated him yet I knew that wasn't true.
I'm so sorry for being away for so long. I probably lost some reader but it's okay if your still reading here's the chapter.