Studying is dangerous

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As a 15 year old, I shouldn't be out at 10 o'clock at night. I should've been more careful, God am I stupid. My parents know where I am, and I wasn't doing anything I wasn't supposed to do. I'm a good girl, I wouldn't do anything I wasn't supposed to.

I decided to take a short cut home, taking the back alley. I didn't think much of it when I did, until I heard a loud crash behind me. I looked back with wide eyes, "Who's that?" I said frantically.

The only response I got was footsteps, getting louder and louder. I began running, not sure who was following me but I didn't want to find out. The footsteps weren't too far behind, and I grew more fearful by the second.

I looked back, ending up tripping and I was caught by a pair of muscular arms. As if it was instinct, I began to kick and scream. "Shhhh." He whispered as he put his hand over my mouth. My mind was spinning out of control for a few seconds, and I came up with a plan.

I bit down on his hand as hard as I could. He let out a string of curse words. "Holy-Mother fucking. You're going to pay for that you little shit." He growled, and threw me in a dirty white truck. My eyes welled with tears, threatening to fall.

His voice sounded familiar, "Trent?" She croaked out, "Is that you?" He didn't respond, he only put a napkin over my mouth, and darkness washed over me. I fell into a sea of unconsciousness.

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I blinked a few times and got a clear view of my surroundings. I was in a room. It wasn't my room. I rolled over in panic, ending up hitting the floor.

I tried to move, but I looked down at my body and saw that I was duct taped. I heard footsteps coming towards the room and I struggled to sit up. I scooted back to a wall as the door open, revealing my Kidnapper.

Trent.

The sight of his caused me to sob hysterically. He bent down and slowly took the duct tape off my mouth. "Shhh.." He cooed, and I felt fire in the pit of my belly ignite.

"That's the same thing you said to me in the alley." I croaked out.

"You're right." He smiled, almost embarrassed. He scratched the back of his neck, "Sorry about that."

"Why'd you kidnap me? Why am I here? Where am ?"

"Well your in an abandoned warehouse and the rest of guys told me you liked me so to kidnap you for them.You probably don't like me any more."

"You've got one thing right I don't like you any more. Wait Wait Wait did you just say the rest of the guys."Right then and here I started hyperventilating soon enough I was passed out


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