9. Two horns on his head.

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I made a decision hastily which I regret just seconds after making it.

Right now, I am in the trunk of a car filled with i don't know gangsters or something which is followed by two more cars filled with gangsters and a passed out hot teenage boy.
Did I say hot?
Well, nevermind.

It's been maybe an hour and the cars haven't stopped even once.
But then they come to a stop near an abandoned house.
I peek from the car. It's a huge house. And then I see two men carrying the annoying bad boy. They all get inside the house.
So I decide to get out carefully.
I run inside the house and hide inside a room's closet.
Oh god, it stinks so bad. Then I check my phone.
Fuck.
1% battery.
Why does it happens to me? Useless smartphones. Worst battery.
It's 2:00 am.
I have a plan. Please all the spirits of the universe, hear me pray and let my plan work. I don't want to be stuck here.
I hear everyone going outside the house.
After few minutes, I come out of the closet. I try to walk as carefully as I can so nobody could hear me.
I check every room and then go upstairs and find Luke tied to a chair in the second room upstairs. His mouth is tapped. Ha, this is so fun. He can't irritate me now.
Shit. He's been kidnapped Katherine. Help him.
I run towards him and get down to untie him. He isn't moving. I slap him twice then he shows some sign of life. His eyes starts opening. I remove the tape from his mouth. And start untieing his legs.

"Luke, are you okay?" I ask my eyes glued to the ropes around his feet.

He just mumbles something.

"Luke say anything. What's happening?" I ask sounding really angry. And then I see I haven't removed the tape on his lips. Well, I am so intelligent. I remove the tape and continue my way with the rope.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He whispers in anger.

"I am sorry? Helping you, fucktard?" I ask finally getting him free from the ropes.
What is with him? Here I am, helping him when I can be in danger. And he is being the angry one?

"Dude, seriously? You know who these guys are? And how are you even here? You need to go. Just run away from here." He says holding my shoulder trying to convince me.

"Look what we got here. Luke's hot chick." Someone says from behind us. His voice is so dangerous. I turn around slowly.
A man in leather jacket stands proudly near the door. He has short grey hair. He looks in his mid-forties. He has a huge scar near his left eye. He looks definitely like someone who can kill without blinking an eye.

Guys, he's the one involved in my murder if I die today.

"Dan, just let her go. I'll not go anywhere okay?" Luke pushes me behind him in a protective manner.

"So Luke cares for this princess here." The guy with the scar named Dan chuckles. "You're precious, girl. He doesn't care about anyone." He looks at me. Three guys come running upstairs and stand behind this shitface.

"Tie them both. And keep extra care of this chick here." Dan says before turning around.

"Say chick one more time and you'll see what this chick can do."
Shit. Why can't I control my mouth ever?
Luke looks at me worried and shocked.
Dan turns around smiling.

"Feisty one, huh?" He says coming near me.

He pushes a strand of my hair behind my ear. His touch is so disgusting. I move a little back to get away from him.

"Well babe, you don't know what I can do." He says smiling and goes away.

Now, we're tied to two chairs.
The ropes hurt my wrists. Atleast they haven't tapped us this time.

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