Chapter Twenty

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For a solid ten minutes we all just sat in silence staring at each other. Arnold can't even say anything due to a broken jaw and Millicent still has a strip of gaffer tape attached to her mouth. While Veronica, Emersyn, and I don't really know what to say to each other. For now Malcom wandered into the dining room with an over joyous smirk on his lips.

"I hope that you all have said your goodbyes and what not for now because who knows how long it will be until you all will get to greet each other again in the future."

"Go to hell Malcom I'm sure you have better things to do than babysit the five of us." I said in a dry tone.

"Vivian it's not babysitting when it is my job to take you to hell itself. Now boys put them in the Humvee but make sure that Arnold is put into another Humvee away from the girls please."

On his command some men dressed head to toe in black and armed to the teeth with weapons walked into the dining room. In turn these men dragged us out of the house and into an allocated Humvee which is in the middle of the long line of Humvee and other vehicles. From the house to the Humvee I am pulled every which is putting me off of my balance. Now shoved into the back of the Humvee sweat is pooling down my temple across my forehead.

Echoing my heart beat inside my ear canal is raised over the distant voices floating about around me. Malcom's voice is raised over everybody else shouting at other people. A twitch in my eyebrow and the unconscious clenching of my fists reacted to Malcolm's loud shouting voice. In an unconscious state and also unaware of my actions my bottom lip trembled in an unbearable anger. My vision glazed over white as it began to blur together and form into different shapes. Seconds ticked by when my vision slowly turned into being tunnelled and black around the edges of my vision.

"Vivian hey are you alright? You are shaking a lot and sweating buckets." Emersyn said concerned.

"Huh what?" I said still dazed.

The sound of Emerson's voice only brought me out of my thoughts so far. My vision did in fact become a little less tunnelled and cleared up more sharply. Although anything moving that shot across my vision may my eyes cross over. The running of the engine and the rumble of the Humvee underneath us echoed about in the background. Soon enough with the movement under foot the Humvee starts to get going.

"Hey you need to snap out of it Vivian otherwise Malcom and his men are going to take advantage of the crappy state that you in currently." Veronica's floated into my ears over the sound of my beating heart.

"For god's sake snap out of it Vivian none of us can afford for you to get angry and go all hulk on us right now. We need to stay level headed and find a way to get out of here quickly." Emersyn demanded.

I couldn't help but drown them out into the background and focus on the noise of the engine and the crunching of the tyres rolling over loose gravel and stones. Either way I am totally out of it when the heel of a shoe rammed straight into my shin. Too caught up in the burning pain in my shin a pointy elbow is jammed straight into my ribs. Groaning in pain I lent forward with my arms still tied behind my back stretching out up high. A chuckle fell out of Veronica's lips triggered Emersyn to follow through with a light hearted laugh of her own.

"Ow, what the hell was that for? I don't want another bashing from someone else. Malcom may have already done that today when he rugby tackled me to the ground earlier." I said.

The sweating continued to pour out of the pores of my skin. However my bottom lip eventually stopped shaking the rapid heart beat lowered down to a decent speed what also stopped the ringing in my ear canals. I took control over my body and uncurled my fists to which I laid them comfortably as I could against my back. Even though my vision hasn't changed much yet from being tunnelled I can hear the voices around me clearer. My head grew dizzy and I leaned over further forward to ease the pain off of my arms behind my back. Slowly I sit up and rest my head against the side of the Humvee the best that I could without sitting at an odd angle.

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