The Darkness In Her Destiny

Chapter 6

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"How did the little Scottish dog feel when he saw a Werewolf? Terrier-fied!"

I was laughing at my un-amusing jokes just to really spite him, after all he does have me over his shoulder, so it's payback, maybe if I antagonize him enough he might just drop me and run off, if only I was that lucky.

We came to a sudden halt, he put me down, but just before I could escape he twisted my arm up my back.

"Where do you think you're going sweet cheeks?"

I didn't know why I gave up before; I think something in the pit of my stomach, despite the situation, trusted him. Urgh, I really need to come to my senses.

I struggled against his iron grip but he squeezed tighter, I whimpered.

I saw blinding lights in the distance, depriving me of seeing anything else, they came closer and I saw a jet black jeep park in front of us.

The men from before had left in sleek, silver Audis, leaving two behind who stood on either side of the Jerk. 

The jerk bonded my hands together with a thickly woven rope. I looked up at him and he winked, a smirk began to appear on his face. I really wanted to punch it off his face.

I couldn't exactly do that given the fact that my hands were bonded, he opened the passenger door and shoved me inside, and he fastened me in.

"Safety first." he snickered, I fixed him with a glare, and he just cracked up laughing.

He shut the door and walked round to the other side and buckled himself in. One of the men got into the passenger side door and the other opened the boot and stepped inside.

“Drive." he barked.

The engine roared to life, I couldn't see who was driving clearly, all I could see was a jagged scar on his left cheek, and I turned away so that I wasn't staring.

“So where are we going, to the kennels?”

Jerk turned towards me the familiar smirk plastered on his face “You’ll see when we get there.”

"What's your name?"

"I'm flattered ­-­ ­­that you want to know - but that degrades the mystery"

I really didn't like him, all that arrogance, he wasn't exactly  handsome, but oh yes he was I couldn't even pretend he wasn't , but that's one of the many things I detested about boys, the fact the they know they're drop dead gorgeous.

I was so bored, we’d been in the car for hours, it seemed. And Jerk wasn't exactly a blast to hang around with.

I went back to the terrible jokes.

"What happened to the Werewolf that swallowed a clock?"

"Enlighten me." he sighed

"He got ticks!"

  

The driver chuckled "Looks like you have your hands full with this one, Hoban."

"So that's your name." I smiled with victory.

"It's my surname, sweet cheeks." he snickered.

I lost my smile and turned away from him.

I need to figure out a way to get out; I started babbling again, my jokes seemed to distract him. My fingers fumbled to find the handle, perfect it was locked.

My next thought was to smash the window, I could risk a chance at dying, just hurtling myself out of the window, It was a gamble, but it was worth the gamble. I unbuckled the seatbelt slowly.

My elbow connected with the window, shattered glass going in every direction, I threw myself out of the window.

Arms grabbed my legs, I was turned around and I began to kick out.

Mist was sprayed at my face and I felt paralysed, the last words I heard were "We're here." and then everything went black.