Just Look into It

38. Close

Ryo wanted to watch for any response from Kyouya, but knew it would be smarter to tuck her phone away in hopes that they wouldn't find it on her. The location was on after all. It always was.

With nothing else to do, she attempted to work the cloth out of her mouth, constantly wondering what each bump or sudden force shifting her from side to side was. 

Did they load her into the back of a vehicle? Were they walking?

The second was near impossible so she quickly ruled it out. She supposed that security hadn't been notified. She was going to make a change to that as soon as she could. She was stupid. 

What an idiot.

Ryo couldn't help but smile slightly as she recalled how upset Tamaki had been when they had stood up against the two men at the beach. At least then, she had her taser on her. She should have brought it. 

This was her fault, wasn't it?

Ryo felt her surroundings come to a momentary stop. The sound of a door opening and closing hit her ears. It was a weird sensation. Everything was muffled but so clear. Was this panic? She knew that she was probably panicking.

"Come on, hurry up."

"I'm moving, I'm moving."

"You reckon she's still awake in there?"

There was a sudden thud near her head again. She held her breath, eyes slamming shut. She wondered if she would develop a fear of small spaces after this. 

They laughed. 

The brunette tensed, forcing herself to focus on her breathing. They talked on about how terrified she must be, wondering what kind of tricks she would pull to get them to let her go, wondering what her family was famous for, and similar topics. Listening to them, Ryo couldn't decide if she should be annoyed or more scared. 

She glared once the crate was opened, trying to press herself into the wood and away from the man who pulled her out and shoved her in a chair. She saw no point in struggling at this point, instead, looking around the classic open warehouse as they tied her to the chair. 

Not once did they bother looking for a phone. 

Ryo was wondering how serious these men were. 

"Now, listen here," the taller man spoke up, pulling his own chair to plop down in front of her. "You're gonna be quiet unless we say otherwise. Give us your parent's number and we'll call them up so they can trade to get you back, understand?"

She gave him an unamused look. The gag was still in her mouth. It was disgusting frankly. 

"Shit..." the other muttered, quickly taking it off. 

She continued to stare at the man in front of her. 

"You gonna say something?" the third piped up. 

Ryo was finding it easier to stay calm. She could handle this. "You told me to be quiet."

"Ah, we got a sarcastic one here," First laughed. "You'd better drop it now before I hurt you."

"It'd be a bad idea to hurt a hostage," she shot back. This was like talking to the students at the school. She just needed to stay calm. "Besides, you managed to grab the one student who doesn't have any familial connections or wealth. Congrats."

"I don't believe that for a second," he spat, throwing the chair to the ground as he stood. Ryo kept quiet, flinching slightly at the loud crash it made as it scraped across the cement.