Lost Memories

Chapter 2

Elina;

"Mark?" I say trying to wriggle my wrist out of his firm grasp. But it's not too firm that it would hurt me.

The breeze that brushes past us as we walk carries a nice smelling scent my way. Smells like earth. Musk? Wood? Whatever. It's invading my senses and I need to concentrate on where the maniac is dragging me off to.

"What do you think you're doing?" I ask annoyed.

'You'll find out soon enough.' he says casually. I notice that we're heading the opposite direction of the schools entry.

"Hey! Just were the hell do you think you're taking me? The exit is the opposite direction.' I struggle under his grip, and much to my displeasure his grip tightens not too hard though, just so I don't escape.

'We're almost there anyway." he says without even a backwards glance.
We finally come to a stop in front of the school gym.

"What are we doing here." I arch an eyebrow at him.

He doesn't say anything. Instead he just walks over to the double doors in front of us and pushes it open.

You can't blame me for being a little scared. After all, I was just dragged here by some random guy, who led me to a secluded place. What could go wrong? Uh, everything!

Once I got in, I whipped around, facing him. He said nothing. To be honest, he's completely different from earlier. He looks so freaking serious and void of any and all emotion. Bipolar? Doubt it. Being fed up with the silence, I was the first to speak.

"Why am I here?" I practically demanded. Suddenly the doors from the other entrance opened, revealing the other two dudes from earlier.
They walked over to us.
And what's weird is that they weren't exactly looking at me.

I looked behind me to see Mark looking back at them then back at me.
When I looked back Infront of me the one on the left shrugged his shoulders like they were having a silent conversation that involved me.

Which leads me to my next thought.

The heck?

" Well, we found her, so what now?" I stared dubiously at the one who shrugged his shoulders. Blonde, brown eyes, probably 5,9. Give or take.

I was 5,7. So that's saying something.

The one next to him. Brown hair, blue eyes, 6,0 maybe? Anyway. He looked thoughtful for a second then he said

"We stick to the plan. Contact the parents and work out everything from there." He looked over to Mark for confirmation.

Mark just gave a nod.

They brought me here and now I'm being ignored. My gut tells me to run for the hills but my curiosity holds me in place.
Especially because they made it seem like they were looking for me. Plus they mentioned my parents.

Things are getting weird. And I'm not talking my kinda weird.

"I'm still standing the fuck here y'know. So talking about whatever it is that concerns me and my family isn't smart. I got the police on speed dial if you try anything." I said taking a step back, acting unbothered.

" I can already tell she'll be a pain in the ass."

"Same."

Excuse me?

" Listen here blondie." I seethed pointing a finger at him. " Incase you idiots forgot, I'm the one that was brought here for whatever fucking reason and now your talking about me like I'm not standing here. And what's creepy is that you keep stating into each others eyes like you're either in love or having a conversation. I'll take the latter cus that make more sense. Not.
So if anything, you're all a pain in my ass. And I barely know you three."