"Hey Cal, I could really use you help." I look behind me to see Travis staring at me intently. "Uh, sure... what do you need help with?" "It's my car, it's acting strange. Can you help me with some things?" What? Oh no. This is bad I don't know a thing about cars. What if I make a fool out of myself? "Sure." I replied quickly.
We walk out to his car, which he had the hood open to. "I'm really sorry." He says. "What? Why..." "Modus!" He shouts, and I black out. When I wake up I'm tied to a chair, confused I start yelling for help. "Hello? Is there anyone there?! Help!" I heard scuffling behind me and someone inhaling deeply. "Hello?? Can you hear me?!" I look up to see Travis.
"Get away from me!" I yell trying to impossibly get out of my chair. "Cal calm-" "Don't call me that!" I look up at him, his eyes start to twitch. "You feel calm, I'm not going to hurt you. You're safe. You will not run away." He says releasing me. "I feel calm. You're not going to hurt me, I'm safe. And I'm not going to run away." I repeat.
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The Everlasting
Teen FictionAll that Callie Mason wants is a life without peer pressure. She wants to be involved with the world around her. What she gets is never what she ever expected. Travis Kely is a 17 year old with benefits. He's handsome smart and cunning. He is just l...
