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I waited in the night. She was late, i glanced at my phone screen again. 12:25. She was supposed to be here 30 minutes ago.
After watching the cars past the curb, a sleek black range rover pulled up to me and out jumped a tall lean figure. But it was too dark to make out his actual face.
"Hey babe i've been looking all over for you" the stranger said with a grin.
I stared at him trying to justify if i should run or not. He looked completely sober.
"I-I'm waiting for my mom" i stuttered
He only chuckled which sent chills down my spine. Walking closer to me, i was frozen. He firmly gripped my arm leaning in close to my ear.
"Well sweetheart not anymore your coming with me" he whispered then lightly kissing my ear as a cloth covered my mouth. I let my eyes shut as darkness overtook me.
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