Chapter 4: Decisions { 1 }

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The buzzing in my ears was getting louder as the seconds passed. My eyelids opened, my vision having trouble adjusting to the bright light.

"We will be arriving at our destination shortly." A voice sounded through the intercom. My haze was now disappearing as I stared past the small airplane window. I shot up from my position only to be pulled back by handcuffs. Where the hell was I?

"Don't you even dare scream." The voice was a low, deep growl of a male. I turned to face him and saw the purple hair boy from earlier. He wore dark sunglasses and a hood over his head, both even though we were indoors.

"Where are we?" I asked in a scared whisper. My eyes shifted to my lap where a big red blanket covered me from shoulders to toe, my wrists handcuffed to the hand recliner hiding underneath.

"In an airplane." He stated the obvious, a small mocking chuckle heard afterwards.

"To where?" I hissed. I was becoming enraged with his attitude and lack of information. I was being kidnapped by non-human murderers and flown to God knows where without my acknowledgment. Didn't cops catch a mystery when they showed up with a knocked out girl through security check?

"You'll see." That was all he said. My blood boiled and if my hands weren't tied I would have slapped him. I fell back against the soft leather seat and huffed, staring at the clouds through the window.

Despite my pleads to spill something and begs to inform me of anything, he stayed quiet and not moving. The entire flight I stared at the blue sky and fluffy white clouds passing by while the plane kept flying to the mysterious destination.

"Welcome to your terminus, London." The male voice said through the speakers in a British accent as I stared daggers at the guy next to me. I was dragged half way across the world to the United Kingdom?! The plane descended quickly and the people started gathering their belongings, getting prepared to leave.

"I'm going to take the cuffs off. If you try running it won't end pretty." He threatened in a hushed tone as people were exiting the plane. He reached his pockets for the key and then proceeded to take the handcuffs off.

"Stand up." He ordered and I did as told so. One thing I've learned while living my life with David and Shelby is that you should just do as told so, then when its the best chance: run.

He guided me through the airport, his hand always pressed at my back keeping me moving. My feet were sore and my thighs burned as my foot stroke the ground in a fast pace to get out. My legs had not gotten any rest from my run the past day.

"Can you slow it?" I hissed under my breath at his fast walking. He ignored me and instead moved a little quicker. Seconds later we moved outside where he threw the red blanket to a trash can and stood in the vacant parking lots.

"'S about time you showed up!" He howled to a black SUV that was driving toward us. My eyebrows scrunched in confusion til the front tinted passenger window rolled down revealing the girl. I never noticed her in the plane above air so uncertainty struck me as to where she was the entire flight time.

"How was the trip?" She asked with a mocking smile looking in my direction. I chose to ignore her, sending a death glare and as the boy pushed me to the vehicle and inside. I was sandwiched in between the purple hair boy and the Asian-look-alike as the SUV started moving.

The ride was spent in complete silence as the bulky man drove through the urban city to the unknown destination. My chest falling up and down was the only movement inside as we passed the millions of trees. Green herbs where everywhere I turned or faced as the tires traveled through the rocky pebbles until the rode turned into dirt and grass.

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