Blood Ink

Chapter Eleven

I watched him leave me behind in tears. He had told me "Let Cole go." It was rational, something I should be able to do. Yet, my heart throbbed at the thought of going back to never seeing him again. I thought keeping him as a ghost could work out as my a little secret. Apart of me still wanted him to have a chance at living. I didn't want to part with Cole ever. He was my baby brother, I couldn't leave him. I still had millions of questions based on the encounter with a dragon. The man, who'd I broken into a house with was leaving me behind. I couldn't think of the rational thing to do. He had saved my life. (Whether I wanted to admit it or not.) I didn't even know his name. If he had said it, I wasn't paying him any attention.

"Will you fucking wait!" I yelled after him.

I couldn't stand around here crying. No one else would understand what happened, and I couldn't really mention dragons to regular people. Now, I understood what he felt when he first told me about dragons. It made sense, and it totally sucked ass. I ran after him and grabbed his arm.

"I told you to wait." I stated harshly. Though the man whose arm I had grabbed wasn't his. It was someone else. The man stared at me bewildered. "I'm sorry, who are you, Miss?"

"Sorry, nevermind I thought you were someone else." I blushed in embarrassment, and let go of his arm. He just nodded and kept walking. I stood there confused, looking around for him but I was alone.
He had disappeared without a trace.

People were walking past like swarms of bees. Brushing against me at times, while I stood frozen. The only rational thing to do now, is to go home. The only problem was that I'd forgotten which way home was. Rationally, asking for directions came to mind, but I couldn't find the will to speak to another person. Cole was not around. Neither was the strange guy who had vanished in plain sight. I wiped tears from my cheeks and took my first step. This step was unlike the others, now I existed between realities.
I didn't know which one I belonged in. I was human yet, I felt the brash impulse to choose. Which world did I want to exist in?
I should already know my answer. I didn't. My walking pace was slow and silent. All noise tuned itself out and the world was set on mute. I wasn't sure if Cole would come and find me, or if he had ran home after being spooked. All I knew is that I was alone again. I hated the feeling.
Being home would only amplify the feeling of solitude. I knew my parents wouldn't be home. They hardly were since Cole's death. It was just a matter of getting there now. I hoped that maybe my brother would be there, once I arrived. I wonder if he knew about the dragons, and if there were other creatures I didn't know about that existed. He would give me honest answers, and not abandon me?
Would the dragon we attacked try to find me? Would he kill me? Those were questions that should have alarmed me the most. Yet I felt nothing. I wasn't even afraid of what was to come. If I was killed for getting involved with a dragon, I was okay with the outcome. This whole situation, was turning into a conundrum. I kept walking as the sky overhead began to gradually darken. The pavement was cracked and uneven. There were flowers fighting through the cracks to thrive. Risking their life for the light of the sun and often times being trampled on by careless people. I couldn't think of anything other than the stupid flowers. My mind had shut out all other things and forgotten completely about the words of that strange guy.

His words didn't matter, he knew nothing about my situation....

Slowly, I processed the sound of an extra set of footsteps. Footsteps I had blurred out. They had been following me. Those steps were walking in sync to mine. It almost sounded and felt like one set. But there was just one faded moment of an after echo, giving away the second set. I turned to look behind me at who they belonged too. Hoping like an idiot that maybe it was 'Him.' It wasn't him.
I gasped as a potato sack was thrown over my head. A strong grip went around my arms and I bent over forward. I pulled forward trying to get out of their grip. They stood directly behind me. It didn't do me any good, they were prepared. I didn't get to see their face clearly enough. I couldn't find the will to scream, as I thrashed about. I heard the engine of a car and the slight rattle it made. Metal doors opening as I was being shoved in a specific direction.
I couldn't fight them off. I felt myself get slammed into fabric seat. The air in my lungs seemly having been sucked out completely for a rare fraction of a second. The texture of a blanket was felt to be draped over the seat partly. I winced when I felt my head hit the corner of a window.
The door slammed shut, music by Ed Sheeran was blasting inside the car. I could feel the draft of ice cold air directly above my head once I regained my posture. There was a presence of someone sitting beside me. I tensed and considered fighting them. My hands weren't bound, and I could easily remove the potato sack from my head.

"Will you turn that shit off." A voice spoke it had a soft airy texture to it. It was clearly one that belonged to someone who would be a female. My stomach twisted. 

"It's a good station." Another voice whined, the second voice had a bit of an accent. "I don't want to listen to it, turn it off."

I felt myself get slammed sideways as it felt like vehicle I was in was taking a sharp turn. My skin came into contact with the arm of another. I wondered if pretending to go limp would suit me better. I wanted to get out of the car. I didn't know these people, and this was the first time I realized I was actually in very real danger.

I had to make a quick choice, before they could stop me. I wasn't sure that the person beside me was a woman. I wasn't sure if the risk was even worth it, or if I had the guts to do what my mind had come up with. You can do this, you just faced a dragon after all.

I took a deep breath. Okay on the count of three, I'll stand up and elbow the person next to me... I slowly mentally calculated my plan, my rationally was starting to get the better of me.

Don't think just do it! I told myself and removed the sack from my head. Instinctively elbowing the person next to me in the throat. Their reaction was slow which was something I didn't expect, I got to my feet. Two men stared at me blankly taking a moment to register what I'd just done. I didn't have a lot of time, using my body weight I flung myself against the door and fiddled with the lock.

Once it was open I yanked on the door handle just to feel two arms grab my waist. I screamed and kicked out at the man grabbing me. Yanking at the door as much as possible, and slamming my fist against the window.

"Get her under control." A man yelled and I just screamed louder. "Let me out!"

I didn't think of the child lock on the door. The doors could only be opened from the outside. I was trapped that's why they hadn't tied me up, that's why they were so calm I wouldn't be able to get out even if I wanted too. I thrashed about as much as could but before I could keep fighting, I felt something prick me and within moments I could no longer move, and my vision began to go black.