The lost meaning of Love.(on Hold)

Chapter 10

"Dylan, your scaring me." I said as he approached me with a smirk forming on his plump lips that I enjoyed crashing my own onto.

"Calm down Jill, I was kidding. Id never hurt you." he said smirk turning into a tight line.

"That's not funny, dont ever do that!" I shouted.

"I'm sorry Jill." he said as we heard footsteps from outside the shed house.

"Shhh." Dylan commanded as he went to the tiny window and moved the old brown blanket he had to keep anyone from seeing inside, aside. his eyes widen.

"Jill grab your bag and follow me." he ordered. me scared out of my mind because I had no idea whatsoever what is going on.

I nodded and grabbed my bag, which I had also the blankets we sleeping everynight. I started putting them in there just in case anything happen. because Dylan once told me we were leaving soon so it seemed pretty reasonable.

I crouched down and followed him. he had stepped in a corner and started breaking the wood off of it. must've come up with an escape plan.

He motioned me to follow him when he had managed to get off the last piece of wood. He would have splinters. ugh I hated splinters.

"Jill stay very quiet." he whispers and I nod in response.

We made it out of the shed and began slowly walking out onto the clear, short field. we are going to exposed for at least 30 seconds before we make it into the wooded part of the land.

"HEY I SEE HIM!"Someone called as we ran into the wooded area.

-20 seconds-

"Everyone he has another person with him."

-22 seconds-

"This way!"

-24 seconds-

Until finally we reached the woods. 30 seconds felt as if it was 3 years.

Then all of the sudden someone grab my shirt. "get off of me!" I scream wrestling with the 'air'

"Stay calm ma'am." they said still trying to retain me.

"Don't touch her." Dylan shouts standing a few feet away.

"Dylan." I whimper.

"Do not punish her for my wrongings." Dylan says, face very serious.

"Wh-what?" I say.

All of the sudden the guy that had a holt of me from behind pulled out a polecat knife and held it at my neck.

"Help me Dy-Dylan, pl-please." I say scared out if my mind.

"I said leave her alone! it's not her fault!" Dylan says stepping towards us.

"Not so fast lover-boy." h

The man says.

"Da- William, let her go."

"Not a chance. where is it?"

"I don't have it, I really don't." Dylan says taking another step forward.

"YES YOU DO!" The man well, William said as he dug the knife deeper into my neck. I can feel the blood dripping down my neck.

"Stop doing that to her! I don't have it."

"Dylan, you do. Give it to me."

"I can't, I don't have it."

"Well then, we see how much you care for this little friend of yours." William said.

And everything went black.

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A.N.

sorry I haven't updated! I've been busy. I'll try to update more often. I'm sorry.

Love you guys.

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