The good girl [ON HOLD]

FIVE

Heather, wake up. Come on.
Heather.

The voice sounded frantic.

Heather!

"I'm up I'm up! Jesus!" I shouted, waving my hands.

I sat up straight and opened my eyes. Where am I? I started panicking.

I was in a freaking cell!

Then I started remembering the events of tonight. Me, running. Watching Cole hit a boy. Me, getting knocked out.

I groaned, touching the back of my head. Ouch. That hurt, a lot.

That bastard!

He could've just let me go! I was innocent.

And I was in a cell. A bloody cell. What did I do wrong? I was just at wrong place at the wrong time.

Ugh. This cell stunk. I felt like a convict.

And my backpack! No no, where is my backpack! I had all my personal stuff in there. What if they snoop? Oh God oh God.

Before I could think anymore about my backpack, I could hear footsteps of a man.

With every click of his heel, I could feel my heart racing. My eyes wide. I pulled myself closer to my body, hugging my knees and scooted to the end of the cell. Where it was darker. Like it wasn't dark enough.

The footsteps finally stopped at my cell. It was too dark for me to make out anything. I could just see a dark figure.

"He wants to speak to you" the man said, his deep voice reminding me of Kronos from the movie, Percy Jackson.

I almost found it amusing.

Keyword: almost

I heard the jingling of keys and a click. The cell gate opened with an eerie sound. I felt myself pressing my legs closer to my body.

My breathing hitched when the man started walking in.

"Now" he spat coldly.

Asshole.

I did not reply. I stayed still, hoping he wouldn't see me.

He growled and grabbed my left arm and pulled hard.

God! It hurts!

I stifled a scream. I was not going to give him the satisfaction of him succeeding on inflicting pain on my arm.

He pulled me toward the cell gate. More like dragged. I refused to cooperate with him.

"Be good now" he warned in a menacing tone. I just glared at him.

*beep* *beep* *beep* *beep*
It was his phone. He reached for his pocket with his other hand, took out the phone and pressed it to his ear.

"Yes, sir, right away" he replied to the person on the other line.

*click* he cut the call.

He chuckled lowly while dragging me.

"He's waiting"