*Claire's Pov*"I am about to lose my mind, you've gone for so long, I am run-."
I answered my phone grumpily, "What?"
I heard a deep chuckle, "Good morning my future wife."
I jumped up, "M-marco? Do you need anything?" Dammit, I hate when I stutter.
"I am waiting for you outside. Get ready and meet me there however don't tell Clark."
My eyes widen, what is Marco thinking of doing?
"Marco, I rather stay here than be with you." I said with a bit of attitude.
"Clai-." I ended the call before he could say anything.
I sigh and was about to go to sleep until I felt something metal on my head.
I turned around and saw Marco smirking at me with his gun pointing to my head. "Are you going to get ready now?"
"Hell no." I said, making sure he understands what I am saying.
Marco twisted my arm behind my back, causing extreme pain to me. "Get ready now or else I will break your arm in half."
I quickly nodded which made him drop my arm.
I rubbed my arm, hoping that the pain will go away but it doesn't.
"I want to see you in 5 mins or I will shoot you." Marco whispered, climbing out my open window to go to his car.
I immediately closed my window, and hoped that Clark woke up to the commotion, however he never woke up. I went into panic mode and started thinking about all the things he wants to do with me.
"Will he kill me?"
"Get one of his men to kill me?"
"Kidnaps me and hold me to hostage until Clark gives him money."
"Wants revenge on Clark?"
I shake my head; maybe he just wants to talk to me. Well I hope he does anyways.
I wore a white tank top that says "Aint No Wifey" and a pair of blue shorts with brown combat boots. I grabbed my emergency pendant which Clark gave me for emergency of course, it has a built in tracking device so in cast anything happens to me, I just pressed the pendent and Clark will be able to find me.
I quietly got my purse and went downstairs to exit the house. Once I exited, I went towards Marco's car and knocked on his window.
He unlocked the passenger door for me, and I simply slipped in.
"You look gorgeous Claire; I like your shirt but hate how it is lying."
I looked down and smirk, "I thought I should show you a message."
He nodded at me and continues driving to an unknown place.
After a while, I asked Marco, "Where are we going?"
Marco ignored me and went faster than before. I got worried, where is he taking me?
I poked him, "Marco really, where are we going?" But that just made him even go faster.
I got my phone out about to call Clark until Marco screamed at me with his loudest voice ever. "Claire, drop the phone now!"
I got so frightened that I dropped my phone onto the part where I can't reach. I am so terrified now...
We were in the car, driving at a speed where we can crash at any moment. This went on for minutes until I asked the question that I didn't know will change my life.
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The Inside Story
Ficção AdolescenteClaire Rose Miller looks like a person most describe as shy, cute, and soft-hearted. What if she isn't like that at all? What if she is the opposite of what she seems to be? That to be said, Ace Hayden Thompson, the town's bad boy and her new next d...