“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I demanded from the tall figure, who was regarding me as though I was a television showing a mildly interesting programme. He rolled his eyes and sighed.
“Why is it when you do a little threatening everyone loses their manners?” his voice was dry and filled with satire, I clenched my fists so that my nails dug into my palms surely extracting blood.
“She’s not in there.” I lied through my teeth, but Darren snorted, as he scrolled through my previous texts.
“Please, we’re not amateurs, we followed you,” he mused, “hmph, I trust your little piece is well?”
“Don’t you dare talk about Wendy,” I said through gritted teeth, but he only shrugged.
“Are you in any position to tell me otherwise?” he smirked and I clenched my fists harder, holding onto the hope that January could get away, I thought for a second, how willing would he be to use the gun?
“JANUARY RUN, THEY’RE HERE!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, immediately I was on the floor, pinned by his henchmen, a large hand clamped round my mouth, as I felt my self slowly drifting from consciousness.
****
I looked around the expansive foyer of the school that had always held so much laughter as we moved from class to class or waited impatiently for some photograph to be taken for some award we had won. It seemed weird that it was here I was at home, this was a place I knew, everywhere else had been so unfamiliar and foreign, maybe school was the best option for me.
I closed my eyes and tried to look at everything objectively, I loved Harry with all my being but was this my own chance to take control?
Niall’s shout rang through the building: “JANUARY RUN, THEY’RE HERE.” I froze.
They.
They.
Him.
How had he found me again? Would he keep coming after me? When would he stop?
The sound of footsteps woke me and I ran, I jogged up the stairs, my feet hitting the laminate floors with slapping sounds.
Fuck, why was I going upstairs, that’s how you ended up trapped. Wait the library, if they hadn’t remodelled, it had 4 exits, including the main door, with a big window, I could lock the entrance and see how many people he had with him from the window. Skidding round the corner on one foot, I almost fell into the library and with trembling hands locked the door behind me. I quickly slid onto my belly in case anyone was in the front car park and saw my figure through the window, I moved to the far corner and shrouded myself in the cheap curtain fabric.
As I watched I saw about three jeeps, all with headlights on, there was a few surrounding the drama building, maybe that was Darren’s hold? I held my breath as I saw another set of headlights pull up to meet the others, immediately all the men in the car park pulled their guns. Shit, whoever this was wasn’t with them,
***
I came up to the main gates, trembling with a mixture of anger and fear, when I came to a stop there was a man with a gun and I froze as he indicated for me to roll down the window. He gave a rueful grin when he seen my face.
“He’s waiting on you.” He informed me maliciously, as I clenched my jaw and continued slowly up the drive. Upon my arrival, all the men raised their guns, as I tried to control my breathing I moved out of the car with my hands above my head, in a show I was unarmed, again.
I heard the unmistakable creak of a door opening and I realised this was a bad idea, there was three of us and God knows how many of them. Darren gave a nod to one of the men as he emerged.
“Lock it down,” he instructed. “She’s in the main building somewhere.” He then sauntered towards me, “you’re quiet for once.” He commented.
“Why?” I asked in disbelief.
“Because I can.” He hissed, he then nodded to one of the men and I felt my arms being wrenched behind my back. “this time she comes for you two.”
****
It was like I was breathing with a pillow in my face as I came round with a banging head as though I had spent the night on the hard stuff.
“Niall!” I heard a hiss, as I pulled my eyes open reluctantly I saw Harry, he looked like he had just seen a ghost.
“Fucking hell.” Was my response as Harry desperately wriggled around, I looked around us, we seemed to be in some form of store or cupboard, the light was on but it was pretty dark still.
“Niall, come on we need to get out of here.” Harry encouraged but we both knew his efforts were in vain.
“Harry what’s going on?” I asked.
“Don’t you see Niall?” Harry said his voice shaking, “this time we’re the bait, he waiting till she comes out for us, then he’s going to kill her.”
****
A voice echoed through the school, “January, you have an hour to come to the drama block, or your friends are dead.” I sat in the corner of the library tears streaming down my face. How many people were going to get hurt? How many more people would have to die before this holocaust was complete? What kind of bargain was Darren trying to play, he was baiting me out but he was going to kill me or Harry or Niall or all of us either way, he just knew I wouldn’t be able to stand the guilt. How could I have once loved this man, and now he tortured me in these ways. Pulling myself from the floor, I wiped my nose, now was not the time to lie down and be a doormat to Darren, I had said all this time, I would not let another man dictate my life. Harry had never tried to do so, it was Darren, it always had been him, Harry was responsible only for my life still being here.
I quickly moved to one of the other doors and opened it quietly, I needed to get to the sectary’s desk, all the keys were in there, I would be able to maybe trap some of them…God, it was like something out of totally spies. I moved quietly so I was just at the edge of one of the halls when I heard footsteps and voices, I pressed myself into the wall as through willing to become it.
“Boss says he don’t care if he go to jail.” One said.
“I think he’s mad, but he says his guy only puts the money through if we stay till their all dead, and if what he says is right, they have brought it on themselves.” The other one grunted in response.
“He wants her alive right?” the other clarified
“Yeah,” the other one said, “but only so he can kill her in front of the other two, then he’s killin’ the blonde one and letting the curly one go.”
“He’s fucking mental.” Their voices and steps slowly died away as I slid to the ground upon hearing what I was up against.
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