When the clock struck 3:00 my heart dropped to my feet. I quickly packed my things up and was out of my office in no time. Frankly I would have wanted to be early than late for my "date". I hopped into my car and reached for my GPS. It wasn't there. What! I searched my whole car. It was gone. How was I suppose to get there?I sat back in my car. I felt a tear fall down my face. I quickly wiped it away. I am not going to get upset, I thought. I will make it there.
One hour later.
I had no clue were I was. I kept going in circles. It was 4:00 pm exactly. Oh shit I was screwed. I looked around. And made a left turn on Sage Dr. I looked around still in confusion. Then my phone buzzed. It read:
Make a right turn on to Maple.
It was from an unknown number. I stared at it for a minute. I wasn't sure what to do. So I made a right turn on to Maple. At every turn I got a message and it told me were to go. I got to the shack at 4:15. I was late. But I could try to explain to Elliot my situation.
I hopped out of my car and looked up at the shack. It was kind of in the middle no where. There were a few houses about a half mile away. But no one would of heard me scream. I took a deep breath and walked to a medal door. I looked around and knocked on it. No response. I knocked louder. I heard footsteps. Then the medal doors opened. I saw Elliot's disappointed face.
"Your late Heather!"He hissed.
"I know I-
"Get inside now." He hissed again.
I nodded and entered the shack. But it wasn't a shack. Inside was what looked like a gym or work out place. It didn't make sense. He grabbed my arm.
"Please I'm sorry someone took my GPS." I begged.
"I took your GPS. Now shut up please your voice is giving me a headache." He bellowed.
"What! Why?" I said as I pulled my arm out of his grasp.
"He wanted you to be late so he could punish you." Said a male voice from the opposite side of the room.
Elliot and I both turned our heads around. Standing behind me was a tall thin man. He had red hair and was wearing an expensive suit.
"She's pretty. Where did you find her, at a strip club." The man snorted.
"Excuse me?" I said angrily. I walked in his direction.
"It's Heather, Right?" He asked.
"How do you know my name and-
"Your little boyfriend over here filled me in." He hissed. He then walked closer to me.
"Carl this is Heather, who you already know. Heather this is Carl, my best friend." Elliot said.
We all looked at each-other for a moment. Then I felt Elliot grab my arm and pull towards the door. I tried to brake his grasp, but it was to strong. I groaned and braced myself for the worst.
"Stop. We don't have time for you to indulge into your weird fetishes, Elliot. We need to start planning now." Carl hissed.
Elliot stopped and huffed. His hand still gripping my arm tightly.
"I need to do this. She was late. People have to be punished for their mistakes." Elliot yelled.
"Let her go Elliot." Carl said lightly.
And he did. Elliot stormed out of the room furiously. I stood there in complete shock at what I had just seen. Then Carl walked towards me.
"Come with me, I will show you the plan. Elliot will be back soon." Carl said
I followed him to the door on the opposite side of the room. I braced myself again for something horrible.
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To Perish
RomanceHe terrified me. He could pull a gun on me any second. But he hasn't yet. How much longer was I going to have to pretend that I didn't care? He's different not less. He's dangerous and malicious. But yet he was calm and quite. How could someone be s...
