Creep

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I was stroking her cheek gently until I heard a sniffle. Was she crying I look into her eyes and they're welling up with tear.

"Hey. Hey don't cry. What happened? Tell me." I ask her softly my hand still resting on her cheek and she's trying to get it off.

"Is it something I did?" I ask again. Getting a little irritated at what's making her cry.

"Why aren't you answering?" I ask slowly getting annoyed. Patience wasn't a trait of mine and she's definitely testing it.

She looks at me and just shakes her head. I wait for a moment and she finally starts talking.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" She asks now bawling her eyes out. I move closer to her and try to hug her and she moves away from me.

I stand up and start talking " I'm the only one you need now. I won't let you feel alone. I won't let anyone hurt you. I need all of you." I state bending forward and getting closer to her face. She just looks up at me her beautiful eyes shining.

I straighten up
" get dressed dinner will be served at 9." I state and walk out the room closing the door after me.

Coraline's pov

He left.

I sit on the bed bawling my bloody eyes out. I can't think. I just had a conversation with my fricking kidnapper.

What about my brothers? Do they realize I'm missing? Are they looking for me? I hope they are.

I get up and walk to the washroom. Standing infront of the mirror staring at myself. I look like a mess. The mascara I had worn was smudged all around my eyes. I could star in a Tim Burton movie looking like this.

I look around the bathroom and find a window. Big enough for me to fit in. That's when something clicks in my mind.

I close the toilet seat and step on it and try to reach the window above. I get a hold of the windows lower railing and pull myself up. I push the window open and look down. The drop isn't that high. I can jump. I'm going to escape.

I slip myself out of the window, count to three and jump. I land roughly on my feet almost losing balance. It's a huge garden. I look up and it's a mansion I was kept in.

"Hey! What're you doing out here!?" I hear a man shout. I look to the side and it's a buff man wearing black running towards me.
That's when I start sprinting as fast I could. I need to escape I cannot get caught.

I look back while running and looks like 3 of his buddies joined him and they all seemed quite pissed. Oh crap.

I feel a sharp sting on my back and I fall to the ground. The guards catch up and tase me again. That hurts like a bitch.

I scream and kick trying to get away from they but obviously it's no use they're like 20 times bigger than I am. One of them picks and throws me over his shoulder. I continue fighting but it's of no use.
I am doomed.

Frediano's Pov

I get home to Lacopo and explain everything about Cor's kidnapping and the tattoo.

"Don't worry. The boys and I will start working on finding any traces of the gang." He states while patting my back.

I walk up to my room and into the washroom. The mirror awaits me. I look deprived. She's only been gone for some hours and I'm a mess.
She's getting the best of me and I don't know how I feel about this.
I need to keep on looking. I walk out of the bathroom and look at the clock. It's almost 8. All the wrong men come out in the dark.

I walk out and get into my car. I need to start looking for someone who knows about gangs. There's one person on my mind.
Barry Shanker.

Weird name I know. Back in the day he used to be a hitman. Never used a gun. He used a prison shank to kill his targets from then the streets name him Barry shanker.

I park infront of his rundown house. I sure hope he has a clue where I could find the Los Machos.

Coraline's pov

It's 8:30 almost time for dinner. I didn't want to go down. I didn't want to eat with that man.

" get dressed please or he'll kill me not you." Doug states while walking in to the room for the tenth time in the last 20 minutes.

" fine. I'll get dressed." I say while giving up. I can't left Doug lose his life for me. After all he's the only one who's been kind to me except for the weird kidnapper dude who was being creepily kind.

I get dressed in to something plain. Not worthy of a description and I fix my face a bit and walk out the room and down the stairs.

I reach the Dining room and it's huge.
"Aha I'm glad you're here." I hear the voice of the kidnapper.
How about we call him Creep suits him better than old boring kidnapper.

The creep was sitting at the end of the table with a slimy smile on his face.

Oh lord it's going to be quite a long and dreadful dinner.

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