Reliving a Lost Past

24. Kolbey Rezlin

Here's the next chapter! Things are still sort of confusing with all the different points of views but soon everyone will be on the same page and it will start to make more sense. Soooooo I hope you enjoy this and let me know what you think. I'm always up for constructive criticism, your opinions, and what you think is going to happen next! Also, i still have not casted anyone for Rome or Axel so if you have any ideas, let me know!! And now to the story: 

I sat there for a while. And then a while turned into a couple hours before the same guy as before came in again. “Are you here to let me go?”

He flipped open a switchblade and said, “Stop talking and stand up, now.” He sliced the zip tie and I rubbed the feeling back into my wrists. There were marks all around both of my wrists where the zip tie was cutting into it, and one of them had already starting bleeding. I took a quick look around the room I was in and I saw two windows, bolted shut with bars, and only one door. Only one way out, but I couldn’t make it past this guy alone.

I knew what was going to happen so it wasn’t worth fighting by the time Stan took over. I opened my eyes to find the guy unconscious, hopefully only unconscious, on the floor next to me. Boy, did Stan get the job done.

“Thank you.” I whispered to myself before standing up and running to the door. I threw the door open and ran into the back of a broad-shouldered guy that didn’t budge an inch. However, I fell down and slid back as he turned around.

I expected him to look mad but he just smiled and reached down to grab my arm. “I was...um I.” He put a finger to my lips and said, “Now you’re a feisty one, aren’t you? I’m surprised you could take down someone twice your size. Oh well,” He tightened his grip, “must keep a better eye on you then. Come on.” He pulled on my arm and I winced as his nails dug into my open cuts.

He pulled me into another room and pushed me down in a chair. He put real cuffs on my wrists instead of zip ties. If I thought I was getting out before, all signs of hope were gone now. “What do you want with me? I don’t even know you!” I yelled at him before he could walk out.

He turned around, pulled a chair up, and sat facing the back to me. “He honestly could care less about you. It’s Danny he wants. You’re just the bait. I would expect Danny to find his way here sooner or later.”

I was getting tired of this ‘he’. “Who is He? What is He?”

The guy winked at me and said, “You’re better off not knowing until you have to.” With that he stepped outside and I could hear him talking to an aggravated guy.

 I overheard, “That little...that little!-”

“Save it! Just wait for when he comes. Then you can waste it on him.” They were talking about Danny, but I couldn’t figure out who would want him that badly. I wiped my face on my shoulder as I realized my eyes were watering and I tried to stop, but I couldn’t knowing that the longer I was here, the faster Danny would come. 

//And then Rome decided to spontaneously sky dive through the ceiling and died from landing on a stapler//