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"Ok" I mumble then get up slowly from the chair. He grabs me by the wrist (gently) and I whimper because the bounds from the chair were so tight the left bruises.

He stoped walking and turned to me and then looked at my wrists " GOD, SIMON I thought I told you to stop putting the bounds on so tight unless were sure they did something" he sternly says to the guy who carried me into the house. "Ok I won't touch your wrist, because i don't wanna hurt you." He says sweetly and I was taken back by how fast his tone changed.

He intertwined our fingers "is this okay with you?" He asked and I nodded (I wasn't about to find out what would happen if I said no). So he leads me up the stairs and in to the kitchen where he drops my hand and motions for me to sit on a bar stool and he goes and grabs me a cup of water.

He sets it down in front of me and I look it over trying to decide if it's safe to drink. "Its not like I poisoned it, if you want we have bottled water." He says. " yeah I'd just hate to be a bother." I say he shakes his head and goes back to the fridge grabs a water bottle and sets it down in front of me and takes the glass of water.

He takes a sip from the glass and sets it down again. I pick up the water bottle and my hands a shaking so bad it's hard to open the bottle, he
Takes it out of my hands and opens it and gives it back to me I take a sip and put it down. "So how old are you?" He asks

"18"

"I'm 19, what's your name?"

"Crystal."

"Mines Ian, do you wanna ask me anything?"

"Why am I here?"

"Because the house that your grandma bought, once belonged to a man named Danny"

"Why is he so important?"

"He's owes my gang something."

" YOUR IN A GANG?"

"Yeah what did you think this was"

"I-i don't know"

"It's alright your safe."

"How do I know y-your telling the truth?"

"Why would I lie to you sweetheart?"

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