Taken

Chapter 2

  I ran into the dark abyss, thinking about how surely these guys are idiots wasting their time on me. I ran not looking over my shoulder, afraid of seeing one of them behind me. I ran for about 20 minutes before I reached my house

   I went to the back door, picked the lock, and silently,carefully walked into my house. I tiptoed up the stairs. I went in my room and flopped unto my bed breathless.

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I woke upon hearing a knock at the door.

"I'll get it!" I yelled. When nobody answered I looked around the house. My parents went somewhere,typical.

I looked through the peephole of the door and I saw that it was Zayn so I opened the door.

 "Hi" I said

"Hi" he replied

"Are you OK?" I asked

"Yeah"

"So what happened" I asked

"You know, the usual, fighting, knife throwing." he said "Danger"

"I rather you stay away from danger." I said while smoothing his jacket

"I'll try" he said smiling "Uh...I have to go. I have to take care of my sisters today."

"Okay" I answered

"Bye" I leaned up, wrapped around 

After he left I went outside. I walked not that faraway, I stopped and I looked up at the clouds. I tried to make shapes out of them but all I saw where cotton balls. Then I felt cold dirty hands on my back, I tensed up. I opened my mouth to scream 

"Be Quiet." he put his hand over my mouth and said "If your quiet nothing will happen to you." 

I said nothing but then he picked me up and started taking me over to a truck. I bit his finger

"OW!" he said "You little-"

"Put me down!" I said

"No" he said "I can't do that"

"Why are you doing this" I said

"Shut Up" he said

"No"

I kicked and squirmed until the guy finally put me on the floor like a rag doll

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO KIDNAP ME!?" I asked and then I looked up at the man or should I say boy. I got my first good look at him. I was so busy trying to fight him I never noticed how he looked like he looked no older than me and he had blond hair with streaks of brown and blue eyes

"How old are you?" I asked

"None of your business." he said

"Well, I know you are not as old as I thought you were." I said "And whatever age you are you sure don't act it."

"Okay, that's enough" he said, I could tell I annoy him and with one swift movement I was out.

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I woke up in a room with no windows or furniture only a door. It looks like a lonley canvas waiting to be painted. I tried to move my hands only to realise I was tied up. I sighed and then it hit me, I have been kidnapped. My only question is, why? I'm not rich, my family isn't and I have no interesting family history.

Then all of the sudden blond boy came in and threw a boy with black locks of hair unto the floor. The boy groans in pain and tries to pick himself up

"What are you doing to him?" I said "Stop"

The blond boy merely kicked him in the stomach and the other boy withered in pain and with that he left.

I scooted over the the boys side

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah" he said

"Are you sure? I mean your lip is bleeding." I said

"Really?" he said sarcastically "I didn't notice"

"Well, I'm sorry for caring" I said

There was silence and I looked around. I wonder where that boy is from and how he got here

"Whats your name?" the boy asked

"Me?" I said "Oh...Katrina. You?" 

"Harry"

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