Mark: Stolen Love

Chapter 18

Chloe
  I walked into the bathroom and washed my hands. I didn't really need to use the bathroom I just needed to get away from people for a second. People were constantly calling your name and giving you gifts. It was nice and all, but sometimes it's just to much.

  I dryed my hands and opened the bathroom door. "Hey." A guy stood there with light brown hair and blue eyes. He was a little cute but not my type sorta thing. Um hey, I need to get back so it was nice meeting you." I said trying to pass him. "He grabbed my arm. "Wait."

  I couldn't really go anywhere. He pushed me into the girls bathroom witch was empty. He walked in as well and locked the door behind him. Oh shit. "Stop what are you doing?!" I walked over to the door. He pushed me down to the floor.

  "You are to beautiful to leave me." He said looking me into the eyes. He pulled me up and put me on the sink. He was strong and I couldn't get away from him. "Get the hell off of me!" I said trying to kick but I didn't really work.

  He smirked and touched my breast. "STOP HELP!!" He covered up my mouth and pulled out a knife. "You better shut the hell up if you want to keep your life!" He held the knife up to my neck. I quickly shut up. Tears started pouring out.

  He touched my thie and rubbed his hand up to my inner thie. "He looked down at my breasts. "Your sexy." His knife still held up to my face. I shivered with fear. Not saying anything he picked my up. "We are gonna go out there and your gonna shut the hell up or you dead."

  He held the knife to my side and held my hand releasing it as soon as he opened the door. "Come on." He pushed me and slowly lead me to the doors. It was pretty empty where we were at. "Please let me go." I said crying. "Shut up!" She picked the knife a little farther in my side.

  We walked out to the car and he pushed me in the trunk. "If we stay quiet you will live, talk you die." He looked at my phone and snatched it. He slammed the trunk and slammed his car door. What was happening.