Chapter 7

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A/N Ooh I left you with a cliff-hanger! Where did Lily go? Why did the man punch her? Who is this man?

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I wake up in the back of a truck. There's no one there, but me. I'm stand up and stretch, trying to be quiet. I don't want that man to know I'm awake. I sit down for what seems like hours until I hear the door creak open. There, I see the two men who were by Mason in that room come over and tell me,"Run! Now go!" With that, I sprint out the back of the truck. I recognize that I'm by Big Ben. I sit down on a bench a mile a way, when I see the two men walk up to me. One sits down on either side of me,"Are you okay?" the one on my right asks.

"Yeah." I answer quietly.

"Sorry, we forgot to introduce ourselves. I'm Farrell Wright and this," he says pointing to his colleague,"is Danny Woodruff." Neither of them are from London.

"Well," Danny says,"we better get you home."

"Wait! I want to know who was that man? Why did he want me?" I ask.

"All will be explained soon Miss Lily." Farrell says.

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We pull up in the driveway and I see Mason run to the car with red, puffy eyes. He actually cried for me? I get out and run up to him. Crying, he says,"Oh my god! I thought you were dead!"

Now, I'm crying, too,"I don't even know what just happened! I'm so confused! I have so many questions like who was tha-"

Mason cuts me off,"They will all be answered eventually."

"Eventually?!" I scream. I'm just mad now,"I just got KIDNAPPED AND I CAN'T EVEN KNOW WHO OR WHY THEY DID IT AND YOU CLEARLY KNOW BUT WON'T TELL ME!!" I just plop down on a chair and the porch, put my head to my knees and sob. I need to cry for the fact I just got kidnapped. I need to cry because I was taken from my life, that was perfectly fine, to be put here with crazy Brits who kidnap people on a daily basis and threaten to cut their fingers off. After about 5 minutes Mason sits down next to me and puts his arm around me, forcing me to lean on his chest.

"What," he says,"do you want? Anything. I need to make it up to you that it was my fault you got kidnapped. Anything you want, I can get. Just name it."

I lean up to his face, so we're inches apart,"I want," I say,"to go home."

"I know!" Mason says tearing up,"I know and I'm sorry out of all of the things in this world I would take you home, but I can't. My parents wouldn't allow it. It's obvious you're miserable here and you want to go home, and I want you to go home. That came out wrong. I meant if it makes you happy, I would do it. You are seriously the most beautiful girl in the world, and I would do anything for you. But that's one thing I just can't do!" I lean into his chest.

This is proven to be the last good time we had in a while.

Mason leans down next to me ear and whispers something that totally catches me off guard.

"I think," he whispers," I'm in love with you."

I whisper back,"I have no idea what I feel about you."

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