chapter 6

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• Renae's POV •

"Do you want me to call the police?" Jenny asks. I look back, but it seemed as if the person heard us and drove away. "Never mind" Jenny says. We continue walking to her room.

When we get into her room my phone vibrates. I pick it up to see who it is. The blocked number, shit. "Who is it?" Jenny asks. "The blocked number" I tell her. "What does it say?" Jenny asks. I begin to read aloud. "I know I saw you but did you really see me?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Jenny asks furrowing her eyebrows. "I have no idea" I say. "Well obviously he saw that we were looking at him" she says. "I don't know...lets just change the subject" I say. "Okay" she says.

We both walk back to the kitchen. "So what do you want to do?" Jenny asks. "It doesn't matter, anything is fine" I tell her. "How about we go watch a softball game then get something to eat and if you want come back here?" Jenny asks. "Sounds like a plan to me" I say and smile. "Alrighty then, shall we get going?" Jenny asks. "Let's go" I say with a laugh.

They pulled up into the park's parking lot and saw that the Wildcats and the Aftershocks were playing. "Hopefully this will be a good game" Jenny told Renae while getting out of the car. "I hope so too" Renae answered back. They walked toward the bleachers and sat down.

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They had stayed at the game for about forty five minutes, then went to eegee's and got something to eat. While they were there Renae felt like someone was watching her, and she could tell Jenny knew something was wrong. She soon spoke up and asked what was up. "I feel like someone has been watching us" Renae told her. "Do you want to go back to my house?" Jenny asked. "Ummm...sure" Renae answered back. They then got up and left. When they got to her house her sisters car wasn't there. "Well I guess it will be just us" Jenny said. "Okay that's fine" Renae told Jenny. They both got out of her car and went inside.

"So do you still feel like somebody's watching us?" Jenny asked Renae. As soon as she asked that her living room window shattered. They both looked at each other in disbelief. "What do we do?!" Renae said in a panicked voice. "Renae! Go to my room now!" Jenny shouted out.

Renae ran to Jenny's bedroom with her heart beating as fast as it could. When she got into Jenny's room she locked the door and hid inside her closet. She then heard the bedroom window shatter. Renae's palms were sweaty, she was nervous as she could ever be. That's when the closet door opened, the tall figure grabbed her by the waist and pushed her out of the window. Pain shot through her back as she went through the window. Renae then felt his hands pick her up and put her in his car. She had recognized the car, it was the BMW she had seen earlier. He then started the car and drove off.

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Reane suddenly hit her head against the window as he stopped the car. He then got out and for a second she thought she had a chance to escape but he opened the back seat door and pushed her out of the car and took her to a room. It looked like a small warehouse to Renae. He suddenly pulled out a rope and tied it around her mouth, he then stripped her down and tied her against a chair. She knew what was coming next.

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Renae woke up startled, hoping that what had happened the night before was just a dream. She looked around, she was still in the warehouse. Great, she told herself. She was in major pain as she tried to get up. She looked for her clothes as she was only in her under garments. When Renae walked out of the warehouse, the mans car was gone. As a matter of fact, she was in the middle of nowhere. Renae searched through her pockets for her phone but couldn't find it. She then realized she must have dropped it at Jenny's house when he took her in his car. Renae started to panic because she didn't know where she was, how to get back, and she had no phone to call someone. That's when the BMW pulled up again. Renae was shocked. Could this really be happening?

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