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I opened my eyes and immediately regretted it. My head was pounding. I tried to move but I couldn't, I was tied down to something. I looked around. I was in some old abandon looking warehouse place and I was strapped down to a operating table. I tried to scream but there was something covering my mouth. I heard footsteps, and they sounded like they were coming towards me.
"Well good morning! Did you have a nice sleep?" I heard someone asked me.
I looked up at the person talking to me. It was a man. His eyes suddenly turned black. He was a demon. He was holding a knife and began to point it at me.
"I am sorry sweetheart, you must be so confused and upset, but you see you are on high demand right now. If you just agree to everything I am telling you, you won't get hurt. If you don't agree, well...you will just have to wait and see." He said looking at me.
He continued. "But...we do need to get something from you before we start talking details."
He then dug the knife into stomach. I felt the white hot pain, and started screaming, well the best I could with something covering my mouth. He started dropping some of my blood into a jar.
"Now then, see that wasn't so bad." He said while laughing.
"Don't worry I will be back soon." and with that he walked out of the room.
I was terrified. Everything that Jake said was happening. But I was still unsure of exactly was that was. And the pain, the pain was almost unbearable. My stomach was on fire. I wanted to scream for help but I knew that it would be no good. I tried moving again, but I wasn't budging. I slowly began falling. Then I passed out.
I woke back up to the sound of fighting. I tried to see my surroundings but there was no one else in the room, the noises were coming from the other side of the door. There was a groan of pain and then the door swung open. Jake was standing in the doorway. He ran over to me and freed me from whatever was holding me down which turned out to be some metal strap type things and pulled the duct tape off my mouth.
"Come on! RUN!" He said pulling me towards the door.
After we made it out of the building, we got into his truck and drove off.
"What the hell was going on back there!" I asked almost in tears. I was really freaking out.
"Its all part of what I told you. Don't worry you will know everything soon enough, right now we just need to get you to safety." He said focusing on driving.
"Take me to my dad." I demanded.
"Sorry I can't do that. We have to go some place safe." He said still refusing to make eye contact with me.
"NO! You need to take me back to my dad. I am not going anywhere with you until I am back with my family." I yelled, tears falling freely down my face now.
He sighed. "Call them. Tell them to meet us somewhere." He said giving in.
"We can meet at my Uncle Bobby's. We will be safe there." I told him.
He nodded and I used his phone to call my dad who was freaking out. After trying to explain to him what happened I eventually ended up handing the phone to Jake because I was about to have a panic attack from the whole situation.
We drove for about seven hours and I slept most of the way. About halfway through the drive we stopped so Jake could clean up my head where I now had a new gash where glass had apparently gone into my head. I also had a few smaller cuts here and there but they were not that bad. We arrived to Uncle Bobby's before my dad and my uncle. When we got there I went straight up to my room I have there and took a shower and changed. I laid down on the bed and just began to cry. It felt like the whole world was falling apart.
Sorry the last chapter was so short! I was in a rush to write it! But this one is longer! :) I hope to be able to update more often! Feedback is greatly appreciated!
