Kidnapped...

Chapter eight

"or is she more than that" says Reece while laughing...

Silence surrounds Reece's apartment. "No- no, she's my hostage and you won't hurt or touch her, okay?" Shouts Jake. Reece nods his head and winks at me, I shiver. Jake grabs my arm harshly and pushes me inside a room, closing the door behind him as he walks out. The walls are bear and painted a basic cream, nothing in it expect a double bed and a small screen TV. I lie down on the bed. A thousand memories rush through my head, being back home with my family, hanging out with my friends and most of all being with my boyfriend. Tears fall down my face slowly, I curl up in a ball and shut my eyes.

*few hours later*

I hear the door creak open, I jump up with fright. It's dark and I can hardly see. I see a outline of a male. It can only be Jake. The light turns on, it's not Jake. It's Casey, the one from the 'party', the one who kissed me but also a wanted criminal just like Jake and Reece. "Jake told me to check up on you, sorry" he says in a soft kind voice then walks out shutting the door and turning off the light.

So Casey is here now, I'm stuck as a hostage with 3 wanted criminals. I just want to go home. I just want to be back in my house but instead I'm stuck in Spain with the most wanted criminals in the UK.

(Authors note: Sorry I haven't updated in a while and for such a short chapter!)