Greenland

Chapter five

I woke up to a man standing over me. it wasn't the man who had broken into my house, this man was less scary, though he had an intimidatingly stoic expression on his face.
I tried to get up, but I realized that my hands and feet were tied . I sighed, trying to act unafraid.
"what do you want from me?" I asked. "I've had enough crap already recently."
The mans expression didn't change.
"I could tell. running out into an ally to escape your boyfriend is explanation itself."
I glared at him, and he grabbed my wrist.
"I don't care about you, I just want the money." he said flatly.
I stared at him.
"You're going to sell me?"
"No, I'm just getting paid for kidnapping you."
He dropped my wrist and I fell to the ground.
"I'm supposed to just leave you here, on top of this apartment building."
I looked around. I hadn't really payed attention to the setting.
"Are you just going to let me die here?" I yelled.
He looked over his shoulder. "Money makes the world turn." He opened the door to the stairwell and disappeared from sight.
I laid there for a while, trying to untie myself.
The door to the stairwell opened, and Norway walked out.
My eyes widened.
"Norway! What are you doing here?"
He leaned down and started to untie me.
"Remember when I helped install your phone? We got that phone finder app in case you Lost it."
I smiled. "thank you so much, Nor."
He glanced up at me.
"Sure."
He got me untied and we left the building.
On the way down the stairs, a man hurried up them in a rush. Norway quickly turned hid my face, pushing my against the wall as if kissing me. Leaning close to my ear, he quietly whispered.
"He might be here for you."
After the man passed, we hurried down the stairwell and into the open street.

We got onto Norway's scooter (sorry, motorcycle) and he started driving.
The ride there was silent, and we got off at Norway's house.
We walked in to Sweden, Finland, and Iceland sitting on the couch and eating chips and dip.
"Hey, guys." I said, sitting next to Iceland, who was feeding a corn chip to his puffin. Was that healthy?
Finland smiled.
"So, how'd your date go?"
Iceland chortled. "probably either great or terrible, because you came home with Norway and not the drunkard Dane."
I laughed nervously.
"Really nothing happened. I got kidnapped again, but-"
Denmark ran into the house, slamming the door and picking me up by my shoulders.
"Why did you leave me? You didn't even answer my question!"
He looked angry and incredibly drunk.
He put me down, but continued yelling.
"You don't understand how hard.... how.. (hic) hard I tried to find you!
You just pu.. Put me down and went off to frolic and play with all the people who (hic) use you! I can't Believe that... You aren't allowed to leave the house now! You have... Have to be punished! You're my territory and-"
I reached out and slapped him hard across the face.
"Denmark. I cannot be your territory.
You are not my master, and I am not your slave."
He glared at me and tried to grab me, but I dodged him. I turned and walked into the kitchen, hoping he wouldn't follow me.
I went through the back door and into Norway's beautiful garden. I went and sat under a large willow tree, hiding myself under the hanging branches.
No one cane to get me, and I heard yelling inside, though I didn't know who it was.
The night was cool, and I lay down and closed my eyes, eventually going to sleep.