Courtney's POV
I decided against getting up, so I was sitting on a chair eating chocolate biscuits, listening to Spencer and Luca have a conversation in Spanish. Why don't I know Spanish?
"Don't you agree Courtney?" Luca asks bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Yea- no. I don't know. Not sure." I'm not making the same mistake of agreeing again.
"Does that mean you weren't listening again?" Spencer sneers.
"Maybe," I mumble.
"I was saying, wouldn't it be great if we could go to Paris?" Luca repeats.
"Why Paris? Why not Nice or somewhere like that?"
"I was talking about Disney Land."
"Oh right. Why not Shanghai? Or Hong Kong? Or Tokyo?"
"Because Paris was the first one I thought of."
"Apparently Hong Kong's Disney Land is pretty good."
"Why everything coming back to Asian countries? Not being racist, just wondering. Have you been to Asia?"
"Yeah I went on a exchange program."
"Cool, where in Asia did you go?"
"China. We went to Beijing, Shanghai, places like that."
"Oh nice. I've only been to Italy and Spain. And of course Australia."
Does that mean we're going to Italy or Spain? We could be going back to Italy.
"I've also been to South Africa, but nowhere else in the world."
"No shit Sherlock! You were born in South Africa! Of course you would of been there," Luca chuckles.
How does he know I was born in South Africa? I only told them my last name was South African. That's really creepy.
Well they are your kidnappers. You don't except them to be normal, do you?
But they are actually normal. Compared to the other lunatics that have kidnapped, these people are pretty nice and normal.
Nice and normal my ass! They kidnapped you, shot you, tied you up, blindfolded you and....
I really don't care! They're not as bad as they could be. I could be locked in a basement, instead of enjoying these chocolate biscuits!
"We're landing soon," Spencer says, as he looks up from his phone.
"Where are we?" I groan.
Spencer and Luca both looked at each other and then back at me. "In the world," Luca replies.
"No shit Sherlock," I mumble.
"You'll find out soon," Spencer says getting up.
"You're so helpful," I mutter. I go to grab my crutches but Spencer stops me. He gently puts his arm under my knees and his other arm around my back. Well this is service. If it was anyone else then Spencer I would be enjoying this.
Luca grabs my crutches and follows Spencer out of the plane. After Spencer walks down the stairs, he puts me on the ground and Luca hands me my crutches.
Where the hell are we?
An airport. Duh!
No shit Sherlock! I mean what country!
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His Girl
Romantizm| First book in "His" series | "I'm really sorry, but you're going to have to stay here for the next couple of months. But trust me, no one is going to hurt you when you're here." My kidnapper says, gently. "Trust! Trust you!? How can I trust you...
