Stolen || L.H.

2

I finally found her. Arden. She was beautiful. I gotta have her. What ever it takes she will be mine.

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"Mum?" I called.

"Yeah, honey?" She shouts from the living room.

"I'm hanging out with them again," I told her. Them was River,  Jake, and Loren. She knows that by now.

"Alright. Don't come home too late okay?" She says handing me a plate of breakfast.

"Okay," I stopped talking, and ate.

As soon as I finished breakfast, I headed off to Jake's house. He lives the closest to me, then Loren, then River.

I was on my way to Jake's place, when I felt like someone is walking behind me. It was really tempting not to look, so I looked.

I let out a squeak when I crashed onto something, – or someone – as I fell back landing on my bottom.

"This is easier than I thought," he muttered. He had blonde hair, blue eyes, along with a lip ring on his bottom lip.

He hand out his hand, and I gladly took it.

"Uhm, t-thanks," I stuttered, walking off.

Before I could actually start to walk off, he pulled me back by gripping my forearm.

I slapped his hand away, "Hey! Let go of me!"

He didn't let go, instead he got something from his back pocket.

My eyes widened, realizing what was going on.

"HELP! HEL– mm!!" He had a rag against my nose, I immediately held my breath. I've read it in a book, never breath it in.

"You have to breath sometime," he whispered in my ear, holding my arms in place.

I couldn't hold it any longer. I finally took a breath. But I soon to find my self drifting off into darkness.