Chapter Three

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Jacob

       
Becky and I held hands as we walked to the black limo stationed in front of the orphanage. I've only known her for 3 minutes but I think I already love her 😍😍.

We entered inside the limo and sat there in silence until a scratching noise filled my ears. I turned and looked at Becky 😘 to ask her what it was until what I saw horrified me 😱.

Becky was scratching herself like a dog 🐶🐩🐕 !! She stopped once she noticed me looking at her and growled. Fear slowly spread throughout me.

Becky slowly crawled towards me. The wild glint in her eyes increased with each step she took. My legs started to tremble 😱 and I scooted closer to the door next to me 😨.

I kissed my cross necklace and prayed to Sweet Jesus™ to save me 😭🍆. Becky crawled on my lap and barked. Dear god, I knew adopting a rat for charity would be difficult but I never knew that I'd adopt a furry 😫🔫.

Becky started nibbling on my ear 😣! I felt warm liquid drip down my neck, I looked down realizing it was blood due to the metallic smell 😨😱😷.

That's it! 😠 I threw Becky off of me and opened the limo door. She growled and started to lunge at me but I quickly kicked her out the limo 😈😂.

"Arrivederci, bitch!" I screamed and slammed the door shut. I let out a breath I was holding and smugly slid down in the leather seat 😏😏.

My eyes began to droop and next thing I knew, I fell asleep.

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I woke up and decided to stretch my arms since that nap was gucci 😂😂👌🔥💦.  I heard a clink and realized that my wrists were in chains. Panic began to rise in my chest and I looked down at my ankles, noticing that they too, were in chains 😯😥😦.

I looked at my surroundings; I was in a cold, dark room with strange black liquid oozing from the cieling 😷😷. A flight of stairs were in the corner of the room, a metal operating table was in the center, and a set of operating tools were set neatly on the table 😨😭😔😖😫.

I heard footsteps and I immediately closed my eyes to try to fool the person into thinking I was still unconscious 😟😰😰😥.

A pair of boots walked down the steps and walked up to me, "Well, well, well... what do we have here?" the voice sneered.

I recognized that voice.... It was Becky!! 😱😱😱

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