Take Me

Chapter 3

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I woke up that next morning with an impounding headache and a tattooed boy with green eyes staring me down. I took in his familiarization as soon as his blurred image became clear. He must have known I was going to scream so he cuffed his hand over my mouth and told me I was okay. I weakly nodded and he let out a sigh of relief.

He told me that his name was Harry and that even though he nearly killed me...okay he didn't say that but basically he told me I'm safe now. Whatever that means.

When the nurse came in only seconds later I couldn't find my voice to speak when she started asking me questions. I remember the airport and the man standing next now who had just twenty four hours ago asked me questions I didn't know the answers to. I also remember walking the beach and trying to outrun the men who had started to gang up on me and Lauren. Lauren.

Lauren!

"Where's" I coughed when my voice came out rough "Where's Lauren?" I asked my eyes darting between the nurse and Harry.

The nurse looked confused as if she didn't even know who Lauren was. She must know who Lauren is. If I'm at a hospital then she has to be here too. Right?

I panicked when the two didn't answer. "Well?" I tried to raised my voice. I winced from straining my sore throat.

"We don't know" Harry answered.

"What do you mean you don't know?!" I raised my voice and sat up straighter. Harry rubbed the back of his neck and the nurse flinched at my words.

"You aren't in America anymore Rachel" The nurse says placing a hand on my shoulder.

"What?" I managed to choke out. I didn't need to ask where I was. Between Harry's English accent and nurses I figured it out.

"Could you give us a minute" Harry kindly asks the nurse. She eagerly nods her blonde head and scurries out. I don't blame her for wanting to leave, I'm right there with her.

"Rachel" I turn my head towards Harry. My body feels numb but my heart won't slow down its rapid beating.

"You should know that what happened yesterday was planned" I gulp. His green eyes were trained on me, waiting for a reaction.

"What do you mean?"

"Those men were just a few that want what you have" He pauses his eyes darting to floor then back up to mine. "And if they don't get what they want then they will kill you...or your friends or family"

"Is she dead?" I ask tears beginning to brim my eyes "Is Lauren dead?" I ask again.

He takes his chin between his thumb and pointer finger and shrugs. "We don't know where she is. But she also isn't our main concern right now"

I close my eyes before the tears have a chance to escape. I lean my head against the frame of the uncomfortable hospital bed and take a deep breath trying to register everything that's happened.

"We have to make you look different" He speaks up after a few seconds of silence. He is sitting in a chair now and his fingers are running through his hair.

"Why? I'm already in a different country"

"We don't know how many of them are out there and its best if we just play it safe" He says calmly.

"Where will I live?" I ask

"With me" He answers flatly.

"What?" I ask. If it's possible for me to be any more shocked about these turn of events this one would be the biggest. "But I don't know you"