i I only succeeded in about two of those. I managed to scream. So loud I think I went deaf for a couple of seconds. After that I looked to my way right and seen a sign for the airport /i

The Airport? Why would the person take me there? More importantly who is this person?! Let's call the person 'Bob'. If 'Bob' took me to the airport then I would have to see his face while boarding a plane. And Bob would have to sit. So I would get a clear shot. A loud BANG made me come out of my thoughts. Me and 'Bob' were finally at the Airport, But he wasn't going in the direction of the entrance. He was going to 'Luggage Pickup'. Not running, but walking fast enough where things where still a blur. When we got to the belt that was marked 'C' He picked up the biggest suitcase on it. It was Black and looked more like a huge duffel bag. I noticed at the zipper that it wasn't all the way zipped and a string of bright orange yarn was hanging out of it. What in the world would this person want with me and some yarn? A knitting competition?

He starts fussing with the bag and I have time to think. Why haven't people noticed a man carrying a girl who's screaming? And where was Edward? All I could think about was if he was hurt or kidnapped also. WHO IS THIS GUY??!! I figured it was a guy because of his build and clothes, but you never know.

Out of nowhere he starts to run again. And with that I start to scream again. His lunges seemed more aggressive this time. As if he was angry. As soon as the thought was processed he halts to a stop and puts his hand over my mouth. At first I'm wandering if he's trying to get me to stop screaming, but then I notice there's a cloth on his hand and I start to get faint and my eyes droop and I find my self passing out.

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My heavy eyes haven't opened but I'd say I was under the definition of conscious. I could hear muffled conversation. It took me awhile to wonder why it was muffled. Then I realized that I had opened my eyes, but I was surrounded by blackness. Oh god... I was in the suitcase! I heard my self start hyperventilating. Sense was coming slowly, but I managed to try and unzip the suitcase quietly. That mission failed quickly. The person I suspected was my captor zoomed to the bag and peered in.

My eyes needed a check-up. I think my heart stopped. This was the last person I would of thought.