"Cast your burden on the Lord - he will support you! God will never let the righteous be shaken."
Psalms 55, 22
After he said that to me I saw the fire burning in Mickeys eyes. I've never seen him like this before. He was always calm or had amusemant in his eyes but at that moment...he was exploding inside. Two of those men were walking behind us, holding their guns against our back. The other two on the left and right of Mickey and me and the leader and the one who whispered something in his ear, walking in front of us.
We were walking for more than half an hour already and nobody spoke anything. I somehow got a bit calmed down whenever I prayed to god. So I talked to him for half an hour just to have someone who I know is always listening to me. It strengthens me and gives me hope.
But I felt that we're getting closer to the place, where ever that would be, and I got a bit nervous. I took a quick look to Mickey, but he just looked down and it seemed as if he would be in deep deep thoughts. Who could blame him. What are they going to do with us and where are they taking us? What is the sense of all of this? Am I afraid of death? Should I be afraid of it? Why yes; why no? How should I react if they'd threat me? Or Mickey? How would he react?
Too many questions and too less answers. I let out a short breath and noticed the pain growing in my head. I knew I had to calm myself again before it gets stronger. My feet hurt and I felt weak because I couldn't drink anything. They were pushing us way too hard. But when I felt like being almost there, I saw a road in front of us. I don't know where the road was leading but it seemed that if I would go in one of the two directions I would get to either a house or the main street.
As if the leader read my mind he turned around and looked at me with a very serious and doubtful gaze. But I didn't feel very nervous. I don't know why but his eyes somehow gave me safety. Is that even logical? No. I mean, he kidnapped us. Why should I feel a bit safe when he looks at me?! I can't remember if I felt safe the first time but now, I know, I do.
I shouldn't think like that! He is my enemy isn't he? Although I know that god loves everyone equally, it's hard for me to do that as well. But I could at least try as long as I don't know for sure what he's up to.
He quickly turned around again and whispered something in the ear of his seem-to-be-right-hand. Why do these guys always whisper? I mean, it's not like we could tell someone their deepest secret. For me, it's unreasonable. Well, at least a bit.
Till then I didn't realize that we're standing in front of a truck. I guess I was just to deep lost in my thoughts...again. The ones behind and beside us grab our arms and put us in the back of the truck. The confusing thing about it was that the leader sat on the other side of me. There were a bench on each side of the truck. Only me, Mickey, the leader and two other men were in that small room. They closed the door. Dark. It was completely dark except a very small light was in the middle of the roof. I was happy to sit next to Mickey. It calmed me a bit to feel his warmth on my right side.
I tried not to look at the others. I didn't want to know where they're looking at. Or worse...how they looked at us. But I wanted to see the look of the leader. Is he still looking at me as he did before?
Strangers POV
Oh great! Why did I want to sit across of her? I don't know what it was that draw me to her...but it was definitely there. When I looked at her that minute before she looked so self-assured but calm at the same time. I was hard for me not to look into those deep blue eyes all the time. I wanted to look at her so that she maybe gets scared of me. But at the same time I didn't want her to be. Of course I can't show her that. Not even a bit!
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