Chapter 8: Crime leader

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"My friends?" I asked looking up at the man as their face already scrunched a little as if they were annoyed that I asked that question.
"What do you want?" I asked once more as they made a small grumbled sound.
"Stop asking questions and answer mines twit." They bellowed making me jump, Never in my life have I ever felt so powerless. I wanted to punch the man for talking to me in that tone, but I didn't know what he would do to me if I did.

"I can't answer where they are, Idono what you did to them before you took me. What kind of foolishness do you think this is!? We were trying to take a vacation and YOU decided to ruin it, I swear I'm calling the police!" I shouted brashly.
They looked at me silently before grinning a bit as if this was funny to him, like this all was a joke. If I would have stayed home I would just. Sorry, let's continue.

"You don't even have a phone haha! Thanks for the laugh," they said before taking in a breath.
That's right, in the beginning, I left my phone. What a stupid idea.
"For that, how about you go back to your friends?" A mischievous grin went across their face, I didn't trust what this man said to me yet he opened the door.
I didn't dare to move, his hand was raised a little as they were going to do something to me if I did. That was my anxiety talking.

"If you wait any longer your friends will be here with you...do you want that? You don't know what I'm going to do to you if you stay?" he went on, my eyes went wide as I struggled to make a decision, I didn't want him to touch me or knock me out as the other man did. There was no way this man was telling the truth, but I had to make a choice here.

"Do you love your friends? Or are they not your friends? Just meat shields." He was taunting me at this point and his hand was down, all I could do now was try and leave the cell.
I took a few steps out of the cell his eyes were locked on my every movement. He closed the door behind me, it made my eyebrow raise as I looked back at the man and they gave a rather creepy smile at me.

"Go on. To your beloved friends, to your families" he wouldn't shut up, he sounded like he was drunk. I continued to walk and as I walked out the others didn't try to stop me they lead me out as if I was a test dummy for the real thing, but it was anything but that.

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