Thanks for reviewing! I'm from London so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes with locations/post codes/ trains ect…:P
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I looked around and tried to decide what I was going to do. I had never been much of a decider; floating in the middle works for me – mostly because it's safe. I looked up the street and started to walk, the train station was five minutes away from my house (and where I was standing.)
I tried to step confidently, trying to reassure myself that I was doing the right thing. I kept telling myself to keep putting one foot in front of the other, again and again, over and over. But there was a small part of my brain telling myself not to listen to the other side; it kept pushing the facts in to my head.
Why could this be a bad idea?... well this could take a long time.
First; I didn't know who this was, and – for some weird reason – this could be a trap.
Second; I would (literally) be putting my life in someone else's hands, which in turn, could get me killed.
Third; and what happened to not talking to strangers – and definitely not taking candy from strangers. I had taken a bag filled with god knows what – could be a bomb!
When this thought fought its way in to the front of my mind I started to panic. I dropped the bag and stepped away. All of those options ended with me dying – and I am way too young to die! "Calm." I tried to reassure myself and then I carried on walking, the bag staying way behind me. Well, behind a dumpster anyway.
I pulled the piece of paper out of my pocket and looked at it.
Cammie, listen to me. Do as I have said, and don't trust anyone.
This house in Maine is safe for you. Catch the 1 o'clock train and someone will meet you at the station. They know who you are.
Why the hell should I do what he says? I asked myself, and by this point I had reached the station. I looked at the people milling about, doing what they always do, following a normal day. I have to go home. My parents will be wondering where I am. I looked away from the station, my eyes fixed on the road ahead of me.
Five minutes later I reached the door to my house. I stuck my key in the lock and smiled. It was five minutes past one and everything was where it should be. Good! I thought and then as I walked in to the kitchen I noticed a piece of paper stuck on to the counter with blue tack.
You should have listened!...Was all that was written.
I looked around and then walked in to my room. I sat on my bed and then I heard a thump, and a loud one. This is HIS entire fault! I thought and I stood up. I looked around then ran out of my room and on to the landing. On the window opposite my room was another note.
Catch the next train.
What is with this boy? And more worryingly, what was he doing in my house.
"She's here." I heard and I almost screamed – I stopped myself just in time when I realised that it was a stupid thing to do.
Don't be scared! I told myself, but I didn't listen because a moment later I was in a closet and freaking out. And I mean really freaking out. "They won't find you." I whispered to myself half heartedly even though I didn't believe it.
"Over here." I heard and I sighed. This was it, I was about to die – and probably painfully. I mentally kicked myself, why a closet. There are no other doors and no windows; I had basically just trapped myself.
There was a slight screeching sound – magnified by the silence – as the door knob was twisted. I wanted to scream at them to hurry up but I knew that would be an awful idea. "Got her." He grinned and I backed away. I really missed the smirk that was plastered all over that other guys face. "Get up!" he smiled. I stood up calmly but when one of his hands gabbed on to me I lashed out.
Kicking and scratching, doing everything that I could to make him let go. But eh was a lot stronger than me and I was pinned to the ground in a matter of seconds. "Fine we can do this the hard way." He said before jabbing something in to my arm.
My eyes shut even though I tried to fight it. My last thought was that I should have got on that train. That, and the beautiful emerald eyes of the boy from the alley.
Sorry again for any past and future mistakes in location ect…I wanted to keep it as close to the novel and if I changed the location from America to England it would be a bit weird.
Please review and tell me if you liked it, loved it, hated it. And any pointers… :)