Only god knows where Gavin was all night but Mitchell kept checking on me every hour until the next morning. I have no idea how he didn't notice the phone missing from his pocket... Or maybe he has and just hasn't said anything.
*
Back in the room Mitchell interrogated me, I sat twiddling my fingers, as the clock counted down. 12:20. Here we go.
"Put these on." Mitchell said as he peered around the corner throwing some clothes at me. I held them up to see what horrid thing he could of possibly picked out. Wait a minute. These are mine.
"How'd you get my clothes?" I called out to him as I held up my dark blue school sweater and black jeans.
"Your Mom has been emotionally brain dead. It's not that hard to jump through your bedroom window." I shivered at the thought of a random person going through my room. "Hurry up. Im coming in, in two minutes." He continued from the hall. I quickly started to change.
The familiar sent of my house filled me as my sweater covered my face. Hesitating slightly I called out. "Say, you wouldn't of happened to grab my purple bottle of perfume, did you?" And before I knew it the purple bottle came spiralling towards me. I caught it with ease and continued to pull on my pants. I refuse to thank him. "You're good." I said brushing through my hair with my fingers. I had scanned the room several times, no mirror. Nothing even the slightest bit reflective. Mitchell came in slowly in his dark baggy jeans and red sweater. The red made his blue eyes stand out tremendously. To be honest... It was kinda cute. I sprayed the perfume twice, once on my chest and once of my stomach. God, how I missed it.
"Time to go." Mitchell called talking my arm. We walked through a few halls and to a small, slender, wooden door. Mitchell unlocked it and pushed it open. The narrow, damp hallway bursted into light. Well... With moon light that is. Okay, it's like 12:40. Are we that far away? Damn.
Mitchell escorted me to his car. All black Honda civic. Windows tinted obviously past the legal limit. He opened the passenger seat to let me in.
"Don't try anything." He said sternly. He shut the door and walked away. As he walked around the two back doors went flying open, scaring the living bejeezus out of me. Looking in the rear view mirror I watched the two jacked twerps get in. Shit. He better not show.
We drove for, god knows how long, in silence. The window so tinted I could barely see out let alone anyone seeing in. Without hesitation I turned on the radio. Just as fast as I turned it on Mitchell turned it off. Bitch.
"We're here." He said dramatically as we pulled into the parking lot. I kinda chuckled. As he came to a full stop Mitchell started giving instructions. "Get out, go to the picnic table and text him." Shit, he does know. "Convince him to come. And I will be checking." He glared at me before finishing. "Don't try anything stupid." I nodded in agreement and hopped out. I pulled my hood up over my head and watched the car pull around the corner and out of sight. I checked the time as I sat down on the table. 1:35. He should be here soon. Hopefully he doesn't listen and refuses to come down. I started typing. I tried a few times to figure out what I was going to say. After a few I decided on 'Here.' Yeah, I know, so creative. 8% battery. He better answer. I put the phone in my lap and cuddled into my sweater. The wind was cold as I waited. After a few moments my phone lit up. 'OMW' Shit.
I tried distracting myself by reading signs and focusing on my stuff that doesn't matter. But to my disappointment... He showed. He jumped up and hugged me. I couldn't move, I panicked.
"Are you okay?!"
"What happened?!"
"What did they do to you?!"
"Did they hurt you?!"
All these questions came at me so fast.
"You need to get out of here!" I blurted out in fear as I pushed him away.
"What? Why?" Confusion swept his face.
"Mace! They're coming for you! Go!" I pushed him away again but he just stared at me.
"Who's they?" He asked slowly
"Mitchell and his twerps! You have no time, you need to go!" His face fixed with anger and before I knew it they were sprinting across the park towards us. "I'm going to hold you. Hit me and run." I said quickly latching myself to his arm. But he didn't move. "Did you not hear me?!" I cried. "GO!" Still no budge. Fuck.
