Malevolent || h.s

Chapter 16.

The sound of glass shattering and gun shots filled the air. I covered my hands over my ears and prayed to God that they would stop.

I looked around trying to see if I could spot Harry anywhere, but he was nowhere to be found. I ducked back under the counter again, scared not knowing what to do. My face grew pale when I heard a man's voice.

"I saw him bring her in here, Garret will distract him long enough for us to get her and leave."

My heart pounded against my chest, my hands became shaky and I felt like I was going to hyperventilate. I need to get out of here, I need to get away but how? Were these the guys that wanted me and Harry's boss?

I hear the footsteps of the men get closer, as they make their way closer into the store.

"I know you're in here! Reveal yourself now or we will shoot you once we find you!"

My eyes scanned around me, I looked for any way out. I wasn't about to get kidnapped again, but also I don't have a clue how to escape. A thought crossed my mind and I knew it was my only possible chance.

If I peak and hopefully not get caught, I could throw the nearest thing around me in the corner of the store and hopefully distract them long enough to crawl to the employees only door that will hopefully be unlocked. And hopefully there will be a way for me to leave like a exit door or at least somewhere I can hide.

The closet thing near me was pair of pink plaid flats that had been placed under the desk marked as "on sale". I grabbed one and slowly peaked my head up from the desk. My heart pounded in my chest and I knew if I got caught that would be it. I peaked and saw the men in the entrance of the store. The guns were held at their sides and their eyes scanned the room. I quickly ducked my head back down, my breathing becoming harsher. I got a good enough look to know that if I throw the shoe to the front right of the store I could make it to the employees only door before they could see me.

The sound of gunshots were still present in the background. But my main focus was on the two men that were in the store with me. I sucked in a sharp breath of air and peaked my head up and threw the shoe. The shoe bounced off the racks of the right side of the store, causing the men to growl and quickly walk over there.

I took this opportunity to quickly crawl  to the door. I open the door and lock it. I look around the room and see clothes hanging on racks and a bunch of boxes. I see another door and run to it. I open it realizing it leads to the West side of the mall. I look around to make sure that the coast is clear and sprint down towards where I hope a exit will be.

I hear foot steps behind me causing me to run faster. I spot a door with a sign over the top that says Exit and run as fast as I can to it. Just as I reach the door I hear the foot steps get closer and then I feel a pair of hands wrap around me, one covering my mouth the other wrapping around my waist.

"You thought you could get away didn't you? You little bitch." A males voice said.

I scream trying to kick and escape from the unfamiliar man. I turn around trying to push the man off of me, so I can run away. I look at the man and see that his  face is hidden under the hood of his jacket. Only his scruffy grey beard and yellow teeth and brown eyes could be seen. He was wearing black boots and a black jacket and blue jean pants.

I try and push him off of me, but his grip on my body tightened . I continued to scream and felt tears begin to fall down my cheeks.

"Scream all you want to bitch, your little boyfriend isn't going to be able to help you, he's probably already dead." The man said while pushing me to turn around and move down the hall, in the opposite direction I was originally running in.

I cry harder realizing if Harry is dead then my chance of getting out alive or safe is completely out the window.

We walk making our way into the center of the mall. I spot two other men in the same attire as the one that is still aggressively guiding me through the building.

"Good you got her, Garret just put him in the van. But damn he sure put up a good fight. He must really like this girl or must be scared of his fucking boss. Fucking fool kept on muttering what he would do to us if we laid a finger on her. But a good couple of bullets seemed to shut him up. He's not dead unfortunately, since the boss would probably want him alive, but we shouldn't have a problem with him on the drive there." The man said.

He was quite larger in size then the others, he had big broad shoulders and had to of been a little over six feet tall.

His eyes scanned my body and a disturbing smirk grew across his face.

"She's such a sexy little thing, now I see why he  was so worked up about us taking her. Come on now let's bring her to the van before the cops get here." The man said as he started making his way to the side exit door leading to the back of the parking lot.

The man behind me pushed me to move forward and follow. I follow feeling angry and hopeless, knowing I have no way to escape without being caught by one of these men.

The bigger man who appeared to be the leader, opened the door causing a cold gust of air to hit my face, the painful coldness didn't seem as cold, maybe because my mind was more focused on the fact that I was getting kidnapped for the second time this week.

Just like in the movies, a old white van was parked maybe thirty feet  from the door. We walked to the back of the van and the leader of the group opened the door. I was pushed in, and scraped my elbow on the metal floor. But the pain  quickly faded away when I saw Harry.

He was slumped over, his skin looked icy and pale. I rush over to him, being careful not to touch his wounds.

Although he had on a thick black sweater. I could easily see he had been shot in his right shoulder and in his abdomen.

"H-Harry are you ok?" I whisper to him, as tears start form in my eyes.

I notice both of his hands are tied together in his lap.

"Mmh" Is all he manages to get out. His eyes were still closed but I could tell he could hear me and wanted to respond, but was just in to much pain.

"I'm sorry they did this to you. Is there any way I can help you?" I say, my eyes scanning his body looking for a way to help him, and relieve him from his pain.

"N-No I'm ok, did they hurt you?" He asks, using all his energy to look up at me.

"No I'm ok, but Harry I need to help you, you can't bleed to death." I say feeling irritated that he was worried about my health, when clearly I wasn't the one bleeding out to death.

"Listen to me Arya, I will be ok but we are going to have to figure a way out of here. If you can escape that's all that matters. Fuck trying to keep you hostage, I don't care about that anymore. I just care about you getting out safely." He said, looking into my eyes. He had a serious expression across his face.

I couldn't understand why he cared about my safety other then it was his job. But he made it clear that he didn't care about keeping me hostage anymore. He actually really cared about my safety. Which I found strange, but I was thankful for it.

In a weird and  twisted way he kind of has grown on me in the past week. Although I know I shouldn't  have any feelings for him, I couldn't help but feel a fondness towards him.

After all he has made it clear that he sort of cares about my health and well-being. And he tries his best to protect me. But he kidnapped me and he's a bad man.

So I guess I will help him and get us to safety. And once I know he's safe I will leave and go back home.

Just then the van started to move, the men's voices could be heard upfront. Their conversation mainly consisting of money that they won from a poker game and women they had recently slept with.

I have no clue how, but I'm going to get me and Harry out of here and get him help with his bullet wounds.

I just have to figure out how I'm going to do that.