another person came up behind me and I couldn't fight him off before he had me in a tight grip and put a napkin over my mouth and soon everything went black.
It was cold and dark. I had a terrible headache and the room was spinning I reached to touch my head but I couldn't. My hand was tied to a chair and so were my feet. I quickly came to the conclusion that I had been kidnapped. What the fuck could anyone want with me?
The door opened and two tall guys came in. They wore black hoodies. But as they came closer they took the hoodies off and they smirked down at me. "What do you want?" I asked calmly, I didn't want these jackasses to think I was scared. "Have you heard of the serial killings in this area?" Of course I had heard about them. But I shook my head anyway. "Ooh really? Young girls getting stabbed and dumped in ditches? Doesn't ring a bell?" I just shook my head again. What are they trying to do? Scare me? Do they think that I'll beg for my life! HA! That's not going too happened. "What? You want to kill me?" I leaned in closer to the guy that stood closest to me. He looked shocked by my actions. "Do it! I dare ya." I said locking my eyes with his. He just stared at me his face went from shock to total rage. It was clear that he didn't like it when his victims talked back to him. He raised his hand to slap me. I refused to look away from him. If he was going to slap me, he was going to look me in the eyes as he did so. But before I could feel the impact the other guy stopped him.
"We can't hurt her!" he screamed as he shoved him aside. "b-but" He looked confused and annoyed at the same time. They shared a look before the guy that wanted to slap me turned and leaned against the wall instead.
"We're not going to kill you" He said while he crouched to my eye level. "Then why am I here" he stood again putting his hand in his pockets and balanced on his heels. "Well we've killed a lot of girls and we don't want to get caught, but if someone turned herself in then we are free to go" I raised my eyebrows at him and said. "And you want me to do it?" "Yes" I couldn't help but chuckle a little bit. "And if I don't?" He smiled down at me. A creepy disgusting smile that sent shivers down my spine. He licked his lips and said "we will kill you" I stared at him for a while. I desperately wanted to know what he was thinking. What his sick twisted mind was imagining. "Then kill me, because I'm not taking orders from idiots" When I said that he just chuckled. "I thought you would say that" He said while walking over to his friend. "Oh you did? It sounds like you know me" I said to him as he took something from his friend. He walked back to me and once again crunched down to meet my eyes. "I don't know you, But I know someone that does" He said showing me a picture of Spencer. "What if we kill him?" On the outside I kept my usual poker face but on the inside I was having a fucking heart attack. Spencer? Seriously?! The One person I actually care about. My luck is just perfect isn't?! "I don't know that guy" I said while trying to keep my heart rate under control. "I think you do Emma" He knows my name?! Yup this day just keeps getting better and better. "Wow! You know my name? Impressive" I said as sarcastically as I could. "I do know your name. I also know that this is your brother. You see me and Spencer go way back so I know everything about you. And if you don't do as we say, we will kill him. And if you tell the police about this we will still kill him. We have contacts that are more than happy to kill a FBI agent for our cause." I clenched my fists so tight I would probably start bleeding. I can't believe that I have to do this. I mean for Christ sake when do I get a little luck? Well not today at least. "So what do you say?" The way he said it made me want to spit in his face. But I kept my cool and sighed in defeat. "What do I have to do?"
Authors note: Okej second time uploadning this chapeter. Does anyone know why that weird thing with numbers and shit happens? Hope you enjoyed, you are beautiful and I love you xxx