Has No Time..

Chapter 12

                                   Lizbeth's POV 

    I felt my arms burning of fear, my head just spinning. I was blind folded of course, all I saw was blackness and I felt a body next to me not knowing who it was but I could tell it was a guy. The cologne was strong. Who could be doing this? Someone chose me as their target and I know for a fact I know a few enemies. The Andersons? Maybe. Derek? Oh god no.

The car stopped as hostile. The car turned off as I heard someone from the front seat slamming the door shut. They opened my side of the car and they grabbed my arm taking me out of the car even though I kept losing my balance. I was thrown to the grass, lying on my back down looking around even though I could not see a a thing breathing heavily in and out.

My life was flashing before my eyes. I could die for all I care, I wouldn't be able to go to school, graduate, fall in love, party, drink, get married, have children. I felt as they put their arms under my armpits as they sat me up, untying the blindfold over my eyes. My eyes adjusted to the light. I was somewhere, somewhere where there was no one. A field, I looked around seeing where I could make a run for it. I looked around to see the one and only Eric Anderson.

His arms were folded, he gave me a devilish smirk. He looked pure evil, no remorse in his expression for what he's doing right now. Kidnapping me and bringing me a secluded place where no one could hear me in pain. I didn't know the Anderson brothers looked like I only knew of them through Fernando.

Carlos Vela and Leo Anderson were friends in high school. They were drug dealers too, they sell drugs, on the deep web, would make trade with other people part of their organization they had. Eventually Carlos met Martha Rodrigo, they hit it off really good, they had Johnny and Carlos has realized he needed to give Johnny a better example and quit the drug organization he ran with Leo. Leo wasn't happy about it, they got into an argument about it and didn't leave it on good terms. I guess Leo must have never stopped doing what he does and his sons picked up that habit after him, I wish Fernando hadn't been so stupid and bought dope knowing how their fathers left off years ago.

I look up at Eric while Ethan stood a little behind his brother, his bronze coconut hair, hazel nut eyes, that stupid smirk on his face at least now I knew what he looked like. He looked around as the air brushed through his hair. I looked behind me to see Ethan Anderson standing there just doing as he does. I could see something in his eyes and I know for a fact it was a bit of guilt but I wasn't fully for sure.

"Well, Well, Well...Lizbeth Martinez..I'm glad we met this way" he said as he bent down to my level. looking me in the eye

"Eric" I said as I looked away from our tense eye contact

"You have a friend who owes me over seven hundred dollars in cash from all the dope he dealt and bought from me last summer with Derek oh shit...can't say that name in front of you and who has a problem we need to fix...about a gun he stole...you know he lied saying about not having that cash that I need" he said as he has a bat bouncing against his left leg as he paced around like some villain he is

"I don't know what you're talking about...and so what? That's really what you're fighting for?" I said as I looked down not wanting to even look him in the eye but still had an attitude

I heard as he dropped the bat on the grass lifting me up as he hardened his grip on both of my arms. He made me look at him in the eye. I wasn't scared, nor going to cry. I was shaking. He analyzed my face before pushing me back on the ground as I winced in pain. I couldn't defend myself with my hands behind tied behind my back. I squeezed my eyes immediately opening them up again. I came to realize he grabs the bat off the ground and started menacing his way towards me as if he was getting ready to hit me.