Chapter 33

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*Luke's P.O.V.*

"Uhm," I awkwardly walk inside, as the man steps aside to let me into the creepy ass house.

"Where is she?" I turn around forcefully.

"I don't know, where is she?" The man says.

"Don't play any fucking games with me you piece of shit." I growl.

"Listen here kiddo, I could kill you in the blink of an eye, but I can't. So shut your fucking mouth or I'll shut it for you. Now follow me." He opens to door, and walks in.

My stomach tightens up as I stare into the pale body laying hurt, on the floor. I drop the bag with the money and rush over to here. "Katrina? Babe? Are you okay? Why am I asking this? Of course you're not fucking okay! What, this wasn't supposed to happen, none of this." I sob into her fragile shoulder as she whispers something.

"Luke," She says a bit louder.

"Katrina." I force a smile onto my face, as the tears roll down and down my face.

"How cute! Ugh, disgusting." Another man pushes aside the other guy "Get out of my way Nathan."

"Who are you?" I defensively stand up, in front on Katrina in case of anything to happen.

"You don't know who I am?" He takes a step closer.

"No, I don't." I look back onto Katrina to make sure that's she's okay.

"Well here's a little background on me. My name is Max, but that's not important. Remember some time ago, you were so happy with your girlfriend! Basically inseparable. So cute! Then I came in, I took your precious little girlfriend," I clench my jaw, and lock my fingers into a fist "It was so much fun! We had so much fun didn't we?" He leans down to place his hand on her cheek,

"Get the fuck off her, you prick!" I push him off her, and whisper into her ear, "It's okay, Luke's here, don't worry princess."

"Do you really think it's okay Luke? God, I thought you were smarter than this. Isn't your mom a math teacher, for gods sake." He laughs.

"Stop."

"What are you gonna do? Do you not know what I'm capable of?"

"No I don't, but I can do this." I punch him in his jaw as forcefully as I could, making him stumble back.

"Ha ha! You think that hurt me? Big mistake!" He pulls a gun from the back of his pants.

"Whoa there." I put my hands up, and back up slowly.

"Not so tough, are you now?" He laughs "Sit on the chair."

I do as instructed, and he ties me onto the chair. "Now what?"

"Hmm, I'm not sure what I can do with you guys now. Maybe I can have some fun with Katrina? Yes or yes?" He walks back to her body.

"Don't!" I yell, struggling with my hands tied behind me.

"Hello, doll." He caresses her head, trailing down her neck, she whimpers.

"You fucking prick!" I scream "I brought the fucking money! Let us leave you piece of shit!"

"You actually believed I'd let you off after you came with the money, c'mon kid! You're killing me! Well, technically, I'm killing you guys, but anyways. You seriously are the stupidest kid without any common sense I've ever been around. You guys aren't going to make it out. I will make sure of it." No! This can't be happening!

"You fucking promised! You fucking liar!" I kick and scream in my chair.

"Sorry kid, that's just how life works! I'll be back, I need to go attend to something." He walks away, locking the door and as he walks away, I smell an unfamiliar scent.

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