Chapter Eleven

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"So is this your girlfriend, Austin?" the older man - apparently Austin's dad - asks.

"No, no, you got the wrong idea! We're not... she's not..." he tries to say, but I just giggle at his attempt.

He glares at me, rolls his eyes, and looks back at his dad. "Can we come in?" Austin asks his father.

"For a while, until the police come to check the house in about..." his father checks his watch and continues on. "-in about nine hours," he finishes.

"Good enough," Austin says, walking right past his father and into the house.

I wait till his father nods his head, telling me I can come inside. He closes the door behind me, walks into the living room, and sits down next to Austin.

"So this is your house?" I say, looking at him suspiciously.

"It was my house," he replies, looking at his dad.

"Yeah, well, I couldn't exactly let a thief stay in my house, now could I?" his father says, making me change the subject.

"I never introduced myself, my name is Zoey," I say, smiling and holding out my hand.

"Nice to meet you, Zoey. My name's Carl," he says, taking my hand and shaking it.

"And my name's Austin, can we please just go to bed now?" Austin says, looking more annoyed then usual.

"Yeah, let me show you and Zoey to the guest room," his father replies, getting up and walking toward a small staircase. Austin and I follow him until we come to a small bedroom.

"This is your room," he says, looking into the room.

"Which one of us?" I ask him.

"Both of you, now Austin, go get the stuff out of that car for you and this nice girl," he replies.

I walk into the room and sit on the bed, waiting for Austin to come with our stuff. When he gets up to the room, we decide we can both sleep in the bed. I get under the covers and close my eyes not realizing how tired I am until I'm asleep.

I wake up around 4:00 because I need to use the bathroom, but when I look next to me I see that Austin is gone. I get out of the bed and tiptoe downstairs. What I hear scares so much that I faint.

"I'm going to kidnap Zoey."

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