Protect me - Luke Hemmings Punk

0.7 - "I knew you looked familiar"

Slowly I opened my eyes and straightened my back a bit. The smooth sound from the car made me relax and take a deep breath. It made me look back in my childhood when dad used to drive me around.

I looked out the window I was leaning on and saw the dark forest flash by like a movie.

"Oh, good. You're awake." The guy next to me said and smiled at me. I let out a small groan and tried my best to stretch out my legs, consider we were still in the car.

"Where are we?" I asked and squinted my eyes. He had driven off the main road and was driving on a smaller track in the woods. It kind of looked like the one back at Luke's and his gang.

"You'll see." He muttered and looked in his review back mirror over and over again, as if someone was following us, or making sure no one did.

"Oh, I'd actually like to get out and walk towards closest town." I said and felt the adrenalin appear. Was I being kidnapped?

"First of all, you're going nowhere. Second of all you slept for at least an hour and we've been driving in the forest forever. We're closer Canberra than Sydney, darling." He muttered coldly.

"What? We're not in Sydney? Why didn't you wake me up before?" I shrieked and fully woke up. What happened to the nice guy who saved a small girl from her "ex"?

"Stop the car!" I demanded, but he refused to listen. He snorted and kept on driving. "I'm not kidding. I'm jumping if you don't stop. I don't trust you!"

He bend forward and pressed a button. The next second I grabbed the handle of the car and pulled as hard as I could to show him that I wasn't messing around. But the door didn't budge.

"What are you doing? This is kidnapping!" I shrieked and leaned my body weight against the door as I pulled the handle. Still nothing. He locked the doors.

"You see, I had no idea who you were before that blonde idiot came running after you." He began and made me glare at him. "Now it all makes sense."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Isn't it great how I am overrated?" He said and grinned at me coldly. "Isn't it great how I know who you are and who that man was, Emmy?" Suddenly it hit me.

"You-You're in Gibsons mafia." I mumbled to myself and pressed myself closer to the door. How could I be so dumb and jump into his car?

"Well well, good girl." He chuckled coldly. "You know, now we do have a location on where Luke and the others are. He ran after you without jacket and shoes. I bet their house is near the road."

My eyes widened. This was all my fault. I could've kept on walking instead of lifting with this pervert and if Luke caught up with me, I could've hide in the woods again.

"Wh-Where are you taking me?"

"For a smart girl you could've been smarter. Let's just say that Gibson's waiting." He said coldly and smirked forward.

A huge grey building came right out of nowhere. It was at least three building high and had even fewer windows than Luke's mafia had and no doors were in sight. This was no house. This was a prison.

He pulled up next to a pole with a mic connected to it, rolled down his window and soon a red lightbulb glowed.

"Gibson agent 563 arrives with Hemmings new bumper." He muttered rather quietly. I snorted quietly. The word bumper made my blood rush through my veins. I am no bumper, idiot...