"Just shut up . Keep your head down , and continue to walk . Don't speak here , in the car , or even when we get where we are going . I'll tell you when you can speak . " I nodded , and the man practically threw me out the door . He took his hand off my mouth , and whipped a chemical covered rag out of his back pocket. He lunged forward to wrap it around my mouth , but I beat him to react first .
(BTW THIS IS LAYLAS POV)
I dug my fingernails into his cheek , and pulled , hoping to make a cut . Thankfully I did . "You are going to pay for that !" He screamed . But I was already half way down the road , oblivious to the other man running behind me , to caught up in the fact I practically just broke the nail off my finger . The man slammed me up against the brick wall . "What do you even-" I started to scream . "Shut up!" The man punched the side of my temple , and I crumpled to the ground . He kicked me once , twice , however many times .
"Leave her alone!" someone screamed . "Shut it Luke , get back in the car ."
Luke?
Black spots danced in my eyes . "Please!" The same "Luke" boy screamed . It was more of a whisper , that came out like a screech . I heard the man get out a gun , and I'm assuming the boy got back into the car . I heard a window roll down , just before I was sure I was done . "I'm sorry Layla!" The Luke boy screamed .
Layla?
Luke?
MY LUKE?
I knew one thing for sure ,
I'm getting my Luke back .
And then it all was black .
