Chapter Eight [Gun fight]

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Two weeks and counting.

I love these guys but I really wanted to go home and sleep in my own room on my own bed and annoy my brother and kiss Cookie N Cream.

I sat on the bed in the room that had been mine since I got here.

Now that I think about it, where is here? I had only been out once since I came here and it was at midnight to go and buy muffins.

For gang members, they seem to stay at home a lot. They haven't left the house since I got here.

I wonder if they handle their gang stuff while I'm asleep at night. You know because gangs are supposed to be secretive and discrete.

I got up and went over to the new dresser that Dandra got me. I opened the top drawer and took out the jeans that I was wearing when I was kidnapped.

I rested it on my face.

"Ouch!" I hissed feeling something hard in the pocket.

I pushed my hand into the pocket and gasped at the object in my hand.

I didn't know I had this in my pocket.

My phone.

It had been in my pocket this entire time and I didn't know. I opened it and saw one hundred missed calls from Fred and some of my classmates.

Fred must be panicking.

I checked my credit balance and luckily I had loads of credit.

I dialed Fred's number. On the first ring he picked up.

"Catrin?" He asked sounding like he had been crying.

"Yeah, how are you?"

"Thank God you're OK did they hurt because if they did I will hurt them. Where are you?" He said.

"I have no clue where I am but I'm at their house for sure and they are really nice. Well, except for Blake, he's always so cranky and always tells me how sugar high I am." I complained.

"Well he sounds nice, like he and I would get on well. At least they didn't do anything to you." He said laughing.

"You and him would get on quite well actually." I said laughing.

"I still want you to find me though. They say that I have to stay here for ever and if I run away they will catch me and bring me back or kill me. So I need you to get me the hell out of here." I said before hearing foot steps coming towards my door.

"Someone is coming, bye." I said cutting the phone off and slipping it back into the drawer, closing it and jumping on the bed pretending to look at nothing.

"Cat?" Justin said trying to turn the knob.

"Yeah?"

"Can I come in?"

"Sure."

He slowly opened the door with his face covered. Probably thinking I was naked I have no idea why but OK.

"Dude, you can look." I said laughing.

He took his hand away from his face chuckling.

"So? Did you wanna talk to me about something, because you never, ever come to my room, like ever." I said sitting up.

He shook his head, "Blake just sent me here to check if you were alright."

Ok he did not just say Blake and those other words in the same sentence, did he?

"Blake. Send. You. Check. On. Me?" I asked.

"Yeah I know weird right, anyway I heard you talking so I assumed you were talking to someone."

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