Taken

Part 2

Cara's POV:
Quinn and I managed to get away from the guy in the hoodie, but we were still creeped out. Eventually, we both fell asleep. But then I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. I glanced around the room to see what woke me. I laid there, in my bed silently for a few minutes and listened. I jolted up when I heard a thud come from the direction of the bathroom.
"Quinn?" I whispered, "are you up?" I looked over at Quinn's bed but she didn't move or respond. I got up and slowly tip-toed towards the bathroom. Something just fell off the counter, that's all it is. No big deal, I thought to myself.
"Is someone there?" I asked into the darkness. The bathroom door creaked when I opened it. I shined my phone flashlight around the bathroom, and saw my hairbrush on the floor.
"Thank god," I said to myself as I sighed in relief, "I was really scared for a min-" All of a sudden hand clamped over my mouth. I wanted to get away but their other hand had a gun jammed into my back. I tried calling for Quinn, but it was no use. All that came out was muffled noises.
"Don't make any sound, don't try to get away," the stranger whispered to me in a raspy voice, "you're coming with me."

He shoved me out of the bathroom and I shuffled across our dorm. He signaled for me to be quiet as he opened the door to the dorm. With his hand still over my mouth, we walked down the dark corridor and out to the parking lot. He opened the door to a black jeep, I tried to get the license plate number but he shoved me into the backseat before I could read it. Once he got in the car, I recognized his sweatshirt right away.
"You!" I yelled as I lunged forward, trying to grab his hood, "You were at the café,"
"Well aren't you observant," he growled, as he pushed me backwards, "now sit back and be quiet." I moved back and buckled my seatbelt.
"But who are you?" I asked. The stranger pulled his hood even further over his face.
"That's for me to know, and for you to find out." he said as we sped out of the parking lot.