Charlotte's pov
I thrash about trying to get free, but he only holds me tighter. I try to scream but the sound comes out as muffled cries.
"You better shut it!", threatened the man, pointing something at my head.
A gun. This man had a gun.
I freeze, scared.
"good girl", the man replies creepily.
I hit the bottom of the van with a thud. Without being able to break my fall with my hands , my head is the first thing to hit.
"Ed, you need to be more careful!", I hear a childish voice cry.
"Shut up Charlie, someone will hear you!", replies who i now assume is Ed.
Then i'm out cold.
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dreaming - an afl fanfic
Fanfictioni ran. i ran as fast as i could go. cursing any bad word that came to my mind; cursing her name. began this as a joke lol
