Chapter 5: fears and doors

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Taylor's POV

"Hey Rena, I'm caught up in traffic and I don't know how long I'll be so see you in a while"

I sit there like a stranded dog on a deserted island. The line of traffic seems to be endless, but the rain thats poring down, making a soft noise as though is splashing against a small chime makes the whole car feel warm, dry and safe, which in this case I can tick all the boxes.

The traffic seems to be moving ever so slowly it feels as if the line might not be moving at all.

After what feels like a 8 hour wait, the line begins to start moving.

"I should be there in ten minutes", I say to my self while keeping up with the speed limit.

I pull into Rena's driveway, stop my car, get out and lock the door.

I walk over to the front door and knock on the door slightly and as I do the door swings opens.

I have an early feeling but I enter anyway. I run up the stairs to Rena's bedroom but everything, the whole house seems quite to quite.

I turn around and there's a man standing there with a slight smile and a smirk on his face.

"Your coming with me girly" , he says before reaching his arms out to grab me.

"Go to hell, dick", I say as I grab a metal ruler off Rena's desk and hit him in the head with it.

He falls to the ground strait away.

"Weak and pathetic", I say while walking down the stairs.

I go to Rena's front door, that's still hanging wide open and slam it shut.

I turn around and two buff looking guys are standing in front of me. One off them is the fat guy that I though I knocked out upstairs and the other is a mussily tall guy that I've never seen before.

"Your in for a long hall", says the "fat" guy, before he puts a woollen bag over my head.

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