The McCann Twins

6

Gabriella.

Run.

That was the only thing on my mind as I ran through the woods, looking for a place to stop and get help. My legs burned with every step as I pushed myself to keep going. I was tired and out of breath, but I knew that if I stopped now,they would eventually find me. I honestly can't believe that my plan worked so flawlessly. I barely did anything and he was all over me. Men can be so easy sometimes it's actually sad, but in this case, I'm extremely grateful.

A couple minutes later, I came across a small dinner with a empty parking lot. I have no idea what time it is, but the lights were still on so it should be open. I made my way towards the front door, not slowing down at all. I had no time to stop and catch my breath. I'm pretty sure this is only place within miles of the twins home so they'll come looking here first. I need to be quick.

"I'm sorry but we're closed ma'am." A man said sweeping the floor. He had black hair and was heavy built, I don't know why but I felt like he was the owner of this diner.

"Please, sir! Help me!" I said frantically, the man looked up at me and his eyes widened when he saw my face. The broom dropped from his grasp and he started to point at me.

"Y-you're that girl that went missing in America! The police are looking for you!" He said. I knew he was in shock and so was I. My breath hitched as my brain processed what he was saying. In America? What does he mean, in America?

"What country...are we in?" I asked slowly, my breath shaking & terrified of his answer. Am I really in another country?

"Canada, miss." He said and I couldn't help but burst into tears. Just last night I was in America, living my normal life & after one stupid decision, I'm in a whole different country with two boys who are planning to sell me. What on earth did I do to deserve this?

"Please call the police, I've been kidnapped...th-they're trying to sell me...I need you to help m-" before I could finish, a loud bang went off and the man I was speaking with fell over with a loud thud. I screamed in horror, looking at the blood pouring from his head. He was dead. He was just speaking to me and now he's dead. I just witnessed a man get shot to death.

"Oh..my..Gosh.." I whispered, covering my mouth as tears started to stream down my face. A few seconds later, a hard yank of my hair pulled me down on the ground & I was being dragged out of the dinner. I kicked and screamed, hoping the culprit would let go, but it seemed they just held on tighter.

"Get off of me!" I yelled out.

"Shut up!" A voice boomed back making me jump. They let go and I turned around to see blondie looking at me with anger in his eyes. He was absolutely pissed. The wind blew his blonde hair away from his face as he glared at me.

"Get in the fucking car." He growled. He reached for my arm but I snatched away from him before he could touch me. He's out of his mind if he thinks I'm going with him willingly.

"Hell no! Fuck you, you fucking murderer!" I screamed back as tears ran down my face. I can't believe I just witnessed someone being shot to death. Blondie seemed unfazed about the man lying dead in his own diner as he rested his head in his hands & sighed loudly.

"You're really fucking annoying, do you know that?" He said, sounding tired and aggravated. He reached his hand behind his back and pulled a gun out of the waistband of his skinny jeans. Instantly, a lump formed in my throat as I thought about what would come next if he was crazy enough to use it. Blondie held the gun towards the ground & his eyes slowly met my own.

"I'm going to say this one more time.." He cocked the gun & pointed it directly at me. "Get in the car." He said calmly & for the first time in my life, I stared down the barrel of a gun. My mouth went dry & all the courage I had a few seconds ago completely vanished.