Chapter Twenty-Four // Being Told & Escaping

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{ Rebekah's POV }

I was standing around waiting for Callum who agreed to come and get me shortly, he was taking a long time - I knew I was literally only a quater of the way home but I need him to hurry up.

"Hi." A random guy with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth said, he stared at me waiting for an answer but I refused to give it too him. "Hello?" He waved his hand infront of my face, I carried on ignoring him. He eventually stood in front of me.

I sighed and moved away from him walking further into the service station. I heard footsteps coming towards me, they soon stopped. My heart rate got a whole lot faster. I was scared of this man, who was just talking to me or trying. My heart stopped racing as I couldn't see him, he must have just given up.

I looked for Callum's car which would be soon coming up the motor way, I have no idea why Harry would literally leave me there. If I am honest I done it all for shock, I was hoping he would tell me that I was stupid and apologise maybe not.

"Come with me." Someone growled in my ear. Their hands were tight around my wrist, I stood in shock as I felt something sharp held against my back, I had a belly top on which meant I could feel the cold metal run along my back.

I nodded, I didn't want to move an inch. I couldn't stand pain then again, who could. His hands were firm on my waist leading me to the silver car parked at the back of the service station.

"Who were you waiting for?" He asked pushing my into the back of the car - I didn't reply. He jumped into the divers seat. "Answer me, I promise you I will hurt you." He roared.

"Okay, okay." I pleaded as he was coming at me with his fist. "I was waiting for my boyfriend." At the moment Callum wasn't my boyfriend but I didn't know what to do about the whole Callum situation - I haven't officially broke up with him.

"Boyfriend - what's his name?" He asked starting the engine. I didn't want to say, I was weary. Ive never been in a situation like this before I hope I never will be again, he's scaring me like crazy.

"Callum." I panicked. I wanted to tell him the truth because I was scared he would find out I was lying.

"Second name?" He raised his eyebrow looking into the mirror. I gulped not wanting to give of any more information than I already have.

"Smith." I told him thinking of a random name. The car was dark, blacked out windows, leather seats.

"Liar." He growled. I shook my head viciously. What the fuck do I say!? I can't do anything, other than tell him the truth. He's like a fucking mind reader ... He knows everything. "I know you." He laughed to himself as we carried on down the road. I saw the sign which said five more miles to London. I would nearly be home, well I don't know where he is taking me.

"I know your boyfriend too, I know his friends also." He laughed shaking his head. His facial features were sharp, his eyebrows bushy and his lips were plump. He was the sort of person you see in movies, complete stereotype of a kidnapper.

"How?" I whispered knowing he could still hear me, I didn't want to raise my voice I just couldn't I was completely down.

"YouTube darling. I know that Callum thinks you're the most precious thing in the world so I knew what would get to him the most. The temptation to take Lottie was high too however, lucky for her Mr Minter doesn't let her out of his sight." He laughed. Fucking psychopath. "I've been watching the both of you for a couple of days, wondering through insomnia without a care in the world. If anything happened you could of screamed for help and everyone would have been there." He elaborated. We turned into London, which made a little inch of relief come over me. Although, I was still with him. My stomach was churning from all of the weird things that escape his mouth.

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