Taken

Chapter 38: Gone

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Heres Chapter 38 of Taken !

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Nicole POV

They really did it. They got me back. I don't want to be with them, though. I don't want to be with anyone, only my family. I just want to go home.

Omar was sleeping with his arms wrapped around me. It felt pretty good, but I didn't want it to be him. Omar is really cute, in my opinion, but he's an asshole. He is no different than Trey and his crew.

That reminded me about the crew. They are in the basement. I have a feeling Omar is going to kill them. All of them, like he said at their house. He said he would do it slowly and painfully. I felt kinda bad. I have a feeling Omar is going to make them watch him kill each one. He might even make me watch. Omar might even make me clean up after him!

I decided to get that thought out of my head. I saw on a small clock on his nightstand that told me it was 2:00 PM. I remember them taking us to the vans around 4:30 AM. I saw it on the microwave clock in the kitchen.

Omar started whispering my name.

"Nicole, Nicole, Nicole." He sounded so helpless. He sounded scared for once. Why is he scared of me?

"Ge- get away from her. D- don't hurt her." Omar purred. Then, I understood. He wasn't scared of me. He was scared of whatever was happening to me in the dream.

"Sh- she's mine." He was scared of losing me.

I was flattered. I don't want him to feel like that though. I want to get away from him. Not get closer to him. I just have to get out of here.

I started shoving Omar away. No use. He just held me tighter. His arms wrapped around my body, also trapping my arms.

"Omar. Move." I whispered.

He smiled, but I knew he was still sleeping. He kept his arms around me. Every few seconds he moved a little bit, mumbled my name, or said something about going away.

"Omar!" I yelled when I finally couldn't take it. He jumped, letting me go.

"Hu-huh... What?" He stuttered.

I didn't say anything and let him figure everything out. After a minute, he noticed me.

"Oh. Hey Nicole." Omar smiled.

"Hi," I said angrily.

"What's wrong?"

"You were holding me and talking in your sleep. A lot."

I started remembering somebody else who said my name in their sleep.

"Jake." I whispered.

"What?" Omar asked, confused.

"Where is he," I yelled, "They left him here when they took me! Where is Jake?!"

I was fuming with anger and started punching Omar in the chest. Why the hell didn't I start looking for him yesterday? Nevermind. I think I was knocked out or something.

"Nicole, Nicole, Nicole. Calm down." He laughed a little bit, "We let him go. We left him on some street. Who knows where he is now? The point is, he's not here."

"He-he's gone?"I asked. Omar nodded his head. That's better. They can't hurt him anymore.

I sighed with relief. I thought they had killed him.

"Let's go eat or something. It's already going to be three."

Omar got up and I followed him. We went downstairs to the kitchen and Lance was preparing a lot of food. I knew it was for the 6 guys they had downstairs.

"No." Omar said, "Some of them are dying today. They don't need food." Lance shrugged and started eating his own food. He gave me and Omar plates and we ate what was on them.

"Ready Nicole?" Omar smiled.

"F-for what?" I asked.

"There are going to be at least 2 funerals today. Well I would rather say deaths. They're not getting funerals"He laughed.

He's going to kill them? Already? I started shaking my head.

"Sure you do," Omar smiled and threw me over his shoulder,"Come on Lance. You can clean up after."

"Why doesn't she clean up?" Lance asked annoyed.

"Cause I got stuff for her to do." Omar slapped my butt.

I looked at Lance. He was holding a gun and an ordinary kitchen knife. Tears came to my eyes. I don't want to see anyone die.

We got to the basement door and went down the stairs. Omar opened up the second door and we entered the basement. Omar put me down on the floor.

"Shh..."He smiled. He tied my wrists behind my back and left me by the door with Lance. Lance was leaning against the wall and I was sitting on the floor.

The only one awake was Andy. He had an angry expression to Omar. I could see the hate in his eyes. Omar smiled at him. He pointed the gun at him. And shot. Andy flinched. He shot the wall next to Andy.

Andy sighed with relief. Everybody had woken up now, struggling to free themselves.

Trey had stood up, trying to get the handcuff off his ankle. Omar shot him in the knee. Trey yelled in pain.

I closed my eyes and put my head down.

"No no no, Nicole," Omar laughed. He grabbed my chin and pulled it up.

"Open them," Omar said roughly. I opened my eyes and Omar kissed me. He pulled away.

"Keep them open."

I looked to Lance for help. He nodded his head to Omar, a sign to listen to him.

This is going to be a long day.

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