''We need a plan.'' I said urgently.
''Can't you just use your gift to get us out of here?'' He asked.
''What about your mom, what's going to happen to her?'' I asked.
''Then use your gift on him.''
''You want me to use it on him?'' I asked in shock.
''No, sorry.'' Josh said. ''Well, don't worry, I'm not going to let him hurt you." He said truthfully. We could no longer hear the footsteps anymore. We knew he was in front of the attic door. A moment later, the door opened. He was here.
''Come on, Josh. I know you are here with that girl of yours.'' He said in a mocking tone. ''Oh, wait, is she your girlfriend?'' He moved toward our hiding place, where we were behind a shelf. "I know you're here, somewhere in the far corner.'' He moved closer to us. He walked slowly near the shelf and stopped. We both held our breaths for few seconds, he walked past it, and we exhale our breaths. Suddenly, we didn't hear anything. The shelf's door opened and he was yanking me, pulling me by the hair.
His hands were holding my hands behind my back, I put my foot on his really hard, he cried in pain, and pulled me tighter which caused me to cry in pain.
"Annabelle!'' Yelled Josh, panicking.
''Josh!'' I yelled back.
''Let her go.'' He said to the man.
''Um...No.'' Said the man. Josh moved a step toward us. ''You move another step and she's dead.''
''You would not.'' Said Josh. He was anxious.
''Oh, I will.'' He pulled out a knife and pointed it at my throat. I was so shocked by that. ''Do you want to say something to her, Josh.'' He said, amused.
''Do it, Annabelle.'' He said. I was surprised he called me 'Annabelle.' Josh rarely called me 'Annabelle.' "Use it." I knew what he was telling me to do, but of course, only me and Josh in this room knew my secret.
''What are you talking about, Josh?" Asked the man. ''Don't want to make things secretive for the girl. Did you understand him?'' He asked me.
''Yes, I understood clearly.'' I said with bravery. ''Now, move away from me and get that thing away from my throat.''
''Away from your throat.'' He said, amused. ''Ok.'' He moved the knife from my throat and pointed it at my heart. I was kind of scared because I would not have time to use my gift. If I was asking for something, I had to multiply my asks and if he was going to kill me like that, I would be dead gone.
''Anna.'' I looked up and saw Josh talking to me. ''Do it, do it for my mom, your mom, do it for yourself, and do it for... me. Please, Annabelle, do it.'' He still looked at me. A moment later, I nodded.
''What are you going to do, Annibal.'' Said the man mockingly.
''Her name is not Annibal.'' Said Josh furiously.
''Like I care.'' He said and Josh moved a step closer to us.
''What did I say about moving a step.'' Asked the man dangerously. ''Move another step and you'll regret it...and no talking okay, Joshy.''
''No one calls Josh, 'Joshy' except for me.'' I said angrily.
''What are you going to do about it?'' He asked. 'That's it.' I thought. I was sick of him playing his little games.
''Let me go or you'll regret it.'' I said dangerously. Josh started backing away because he knew what I was capable of. ''I don't want to hurt you, but I will if I have to.'' I said more dangerous this time.
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The Survival Games (A world of werewolves, vampires, demons, supernaturals)
FantasíaMy name is Anna (short for Annabelle) I am sixteen years old. People always find me...strange...interesting. I've been taken by Warlocks and been rescued by a Protector. I am being hunted by all creatures because of my power. My best friend, Josh, i...