Well, I'm sorry for not updating sooner. I have not had time to write, and have had a huge writers block. I also got braces which hurt like a mofo. Anyways I'll try and make this worth it. But it most likely won't be all that long. The next will. So enjoy.
As I faded into a restless sleep, it was all jolted when the truck came to a screeching halt.
"What the hell?" I heard Iggy mumble. Fang had bolted straight up. The kids I earlier had seen in the corner were huddle closely.
"Well, wasn't that a pleasant ride?" I asked the guys. They just glared at her.
I let my eyes ease over to the other 3 kids. They were staring at us. Then the smallest and obviously the youngest walked out toward us.
"I'm Angel." She just had time to say that before the doors to the back where thrust open and moonlight poured into the dark sullen trailer.
"Get out and turn toward us, no talking." One of the buffest men I have ever seen in my life said.
"Why can't we talk" I asked. Knowing that I would regret that, but really what did I have to lose. My life? Like that mean's shit to me.
"You, Max I think, Down first." He ordered.
"And if I don't?" I asked coolly.
He jumped up into the trailer and pulled me roughly down. He threw me on the ground and gave me a hard kick to the ribs. I knew it wasn't broken but I did know it was going to leave a big bruise.
"Now the rest of you, get down or you can join her on the ground." He sneered.
They all filed out. I slowly got up but my face soon connected with the ground again and I felt a foot on my back.
"You get up when I say." He stated. I hate him already.
"Up." He ordered and removed his foot from my back. I slugged up and glared at him, oh if looks could kill.
I stayed silent as I moved to be in between Iggy and Fang. I snuck a peek at that little girl Angel and her two friends. Was it just me or did Angel and the other little boy have blood on them?
Okay, so it's REALLY short, I'll update tomorrow maybe twice. I don't know. But my other stories will have updates tomorrow.