Riley Carmichael is a smart, spunky girl who can handle herself. She has a twin brother Danny, a football player, a girl getter. They move to a small town to hopefully settle down. Growing up moving all over you would wish that too.
But together Ril...
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Scott
~Chapter Five.~
"You might want to listen to me if you ever want to see your brother again." He says. I walk, almost run, to the chair and sit down. He furrows his eyebrows, as if he's confused.
"Now miss Carmichael your here for a reason-" I hold my hand up, stopping him from continuing.
"My dad has something you want... I know. I'm your hostage I get it. But can you please tell me how I can help set my brother free?" I plead. "If I have to I will beg on my knees... just please... please let him go?" I hold the tears back, because I really need this to work.
"Miss Carmichael, the reason I'm here right now, ultimately wasting my time, is to start your training. You can come with me willingly or I can tell my guards to bring your brother down here and I can shoot him right in front of you and make you watch the whole thing. Now, will I have to carry you or are you able to walk like a normal human being?" He says cooly.
I was speechless. Of course I complied silently and followed him. Training? Training for what? I can't believe he would be such a monster as to kill my brother... and make me watch.
I think I might have a hard time hiding my fear from this guy.
I follow him down the bright halls as we turn right and left and another right until we reach a pair of metal doors.
He opens the doors and takes a step inside. I walk in after him. I gawk at the room, my mouth hanging open like an idiot. "What is this place?" I sigh.
"You don't get to ask questions." He growls. Okay, mister feisty pants. I hold my hands in front of me and take a step back. "Okay."
I look around again. Every wall holds a collection of weapons. Knives, guns, swords, even ninja stars! Dummy's stand at the end of the room in front of a concrete wall. The dummy's are covered in holes. I walk closer to them and see that there are bullet holes.
"You need to change." The guy says.
I turn and he's holding folded clothes in his hands. I look down at myself and see that I'm still in shorts, my sweater and my converse.
"Why?" I ask. He glares at me and shoves the clothes closer to me. "I said don't ask questions! And I'm not going to stand here and be your maid dammit! Take the clothes!" He growls. I run to him and take the clothes. "Here!" He shoves a pair of military boots I my ribs. I wince and take them. "Ow." I whisper.
"What was that?!" He shouts.
"Nothing! Where do I change? Shit, sorry!" I look around frantically. I see a door on the right side of the room. I run to the door and go inside. Everything is dark. I turn around and take a step further into the room and then everything lights up.
