My Silly Mistake

Part Three

The old man shivered and groaned as he was roughly pushed to the wall,his boss strangling him.

He just couldn't understand how she got on that bus. He must have mistaken her to be a member of the others. "B..boss please. I apologize greatly" he voiced out.

His apology seemed to have aggravated the situation as he heard his boss growl in anger. The old man gulped and shuddered.

"Apology?.... You almost put us all in danger!" His boss yelled,slamming his fists on the wall.

The sound caused the old man to shiver and his eyes shut."p..please. I..I..I'm sorry s..sir"

"Thank God she doesn't aid the FBI....at least that's what she says.

The old man struggled to breathe holding his neck with his hands as he gasped roughly for air. He almost got killed.

" Wilson "

"Sir"

"Don't repeat that again.....and.....I want to know everything about that girl... I mean everything."

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I sit up on the couch, holding my head in my head in my hands. For how long was I asleep?

I look around, this isn't my house. Then it all  flashes back to me. Oh...no...they brought me here.

"You're up" a voice says, causing me to jerk my head up to it's direction. I brush a few strands of hair from my face to have a good look at him. There's no doubt this guy is totally handsome.....but, he's not my type.

He has this childish look to him with his shiny blonde hair neatly combed,falling on his forehead, thick eyebrows and eyelashes shading his perfect baby blue eyes. He smirks and walks up to me. I'm guessing he's a lady's man....not my man though. He looks so much like a player.

I nod my head, turning my gaze from him.
From the corner of my eye, I see him sitting on the couch opposite mine.
I look up and see that he's staring intently at me.

What's his problem?!

I roll my eyes. "What are you looking at?!" I snap.

His eyes shoot up at my tone and he sits back. He smiles coolly. " Mark." He simply states.

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. Mark?.... What has that got to do with me?
"Huh" I say.

He laughs. "The name's Mark, what about you?"

Idiot.

He should have just said so and besides, his way of introducing himself is so disgusting! He should go to some introduction school or something......if we have any.

I scoff. "I'm not telling you mine"

He gives a small smile and walks up to me, going down on his knees.

Uh.....okay?

"Well, that was rude kid" He raises his finger at me.

Rude?....who's is he talking about rude. Did he notice the way he introduced himself?...ugh! He should so not piss me off!

My mind is already clouded with thoughts on how to get back home. He should aggravate my problem. I roll my eyes.

"What am I doing here?" I ask.

He gets up ,walking around the couch. "I don't know why he brought you here. "

He?

Who's that?

"Who's the he?" I question propping an eyebrow up.

He smirks. "You'll see kid. You'll see" and with that,he makes his way up the stairs.

Idiot....and, did he just call me a kid?...seriously? What a douche!

I get up, walking towards the window. I sigh. I wonder what Joan is doing right now. She must be so worried about me. I don't even know where I am. I feel hot liquid roll down my cheeks and I quickly wipe it away. No...I need to be strong.

That way maybe I might get out of here.
I sigh. Oh Joan!

"What are you thinking of?" A voice asks behind me.

I quickly spin around and roll my eyes. The idiot is back.

"Look," I say, walking straight up to him. I take in a deep breathe before speaking up again. "I need to get out of here at any cost. I mean I have a younger sister back at home!"

He raises an eyebrow. "You're talking as if we kidnapped you from home" he snickers.

I frown. Well, he isn't wrong too but he shouldn't rub it in my face, that I slept off. It's making me sick.

"What?" I find myself asking.

He chuckles. "If we were to take you back like you're demanding, kid. Then we will drop you off at the old hotel for you to figure out your way home."

My mouth drops at his words. They wouldn't do that. "You wouldn't"

Amusement flashes in his eyes. "Trust me kid....we can"

What's up with him calling me kid?. He should snap out of it already! That way then I guess I'll have to escape.

He whistles, grabbing my attention as I look up at him. "Don't even think about it" he warns.

How did he-

"Cause, honestly if you ran out you're definitely going to find yourself running back in....kid"

And with that he turns to leave. I scowl. Punching the wall with my fists. I yell out of pain anyway.

I need to get out of here as soon as possible.