Chapter 8: Into the Darkness

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The muffled sound of a running engine fills my dizzy head. I slowly open my eyes and realize I am in the passenger side seat of a car. I start to move my hands but soon realize they are tied to the seat beneath me. My body is shot up in complete terror, I try and get my arms loose and also try with my legs, but they were tied up as well. The car was all black, the interior, the dashboard, the steering wheel.

My heart begins to race as I fearfully look straight across from me in the drivers seat. The man noticed I was awake and staring at him. He had brown curly locks and emerald green eyes. Tattoos littered his skin from his neck down. He was in all black clothing, black skinny jeans and a v neck black t-shirt, and he looked angry. He kept his eyes in a dead lock on the road taking me to who knows where.

I remember a flashback of when I was in my office and writing my journal for my dad.

Harry has only been seen a few times and no one can truly describe him. Tall, brown curly hair, green eyes, and tattoos everywhere.

My eyes bulged out of my head because this was Harry Styles, or so I thought. I started to freak out because I am in the hands of a gang leader. I try to yell but I am soon stopped because I have duct tape wrapped around my mouth. There is no way I'm getting out of this car.

I wince in pain trying to get my hands and legs free but the ropes were too tight.

"I wouldn't try anything darling" he mumbles with his raspy accent noticing what I was trying to do.

My body freezes as his chiseled features focus on me. His dark emerald eyes stare across the car at me. What is going to happen to me?

He takes one of his toned arms from the steering wheel and reaches over to my face. I try and get as far away from his hand as possible pushing myself to the door of the car.

"Stop that" he speaks grabbing my other arm closest to him and pulling me back.

I jump from his touch not wanting him to touch me or be anywhere near me.

He takes the start of the duct tape on the side of my cheek and rips it all the way off harshly.

"Oww" I yell trying to grab my face where the pain is rooting from, but I can't.

"Someone's a baby" he says driving with one hand on the wheel and throwing the duct tape in the backseat.

He puts his hand back on the wheel one on top and one on the bottom focusing on the road once more.

"W-where are we?" my voice cracks barely letting out a squeak

"That's none of your business" he speaks still keeping his vision dead locked on the road ahead of us.

I get upset because he is being pissy with me and I just want to get out of this situation. He has no right to take me away from my family.

"I do have a right to know because you are my kidnapper" I say looking over to him

He turns over to me slowly and looks me in the eyes. His eyes and facial features were so prominent you could tell he was mad. He looked like he was going to explode at me.

"Darling if you knew what was good for you, you would keep your mouth shut" He says spitting at me. His eyes were so dark and it scared me to even look at them.

My stomach twists in fear, what the hell is gonna happen to me? Where are we going? Is he taking me out here to kill me? There are so many questions that I'm too afraid to ask.

I look out the windshield to see mountains that are very unfamiliar to me. We can't be in Crawford city because this looks completely different. It looked about mid day so I look in the middle of the dash to check the clock. It was 3:00 pm. I was kidnapped last night, how long have I been passed out?

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