Chosen Ones

Chapter 5

"Dude what the fuck is she doing here?" Gilinsky said walking right next to Sam leaving me trailing behind them both.

"Listen I panicked!  I'll explain everything later but I need you to follow along for now." Sammy said opening a door. That led into a big open spaced room with 10 other people in it. All of a sudden I felt really nervous and light headed. My neck was on fire, I lightly ran my fingers over the spot Sammy made on my neck. It was bleeding slightly and me touching it made it burn even more. Gilinsky came towards me and moved my hair back over my shoulders, so that the spot was covered for now. "Keep your hair like this for now." I looked at him with worried eyes and he did the same. "Don't worry everything's going to be alright."

I wasn't use to seeing him act like this. He is always such a douche in school.

"Samuel Howard Wilkinson and Jack Finnegan Gilinsky" One of the members started to say. I lightly chuckled at their names. "Who have you brought with you?" the man finished. I swallowed hard, they were talking about me.  Sammy started to speak in a very professional way. "Professor Jones I met her at the highschool you assigned us to. She's a friend." he started to explain. I don't think Sam planned this out very well because the man had a Un-amused expression on his face. "Samuel there is no need to lie. She's your girlfriend isn't she?" The man chuckled. I didn't know if I should be offended or not. "Of course. She has to be. You marked her." My face turned red and i ran my hands over the spot on my neck.

This little fucker "marked" me. I wanted to leave. NOW. I looked over at Sammy and he had the biggest smirk on his face. I wasn't amused by his shit.

After that they all went into another room.

I started to fall asleep on the chair I've been sitting in for the past hour. I woke up to a police officer handcuffing me. "What are you doing here?" I started to get angry but I didn't answer his question. "Why aren't you in school?" He asked walking me out of the warehouse. He tightened the cuffs around my arms, and told me I was in a lot of trouble and that he was taking me to the "police station"

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