《His Possession》FOURTEEN
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"Let go." I said yanking my arm back. I guess he thought I would summit to him because that caught him off guard so I punched his nose and kick him between his legs.
He hunched over and I grabbed my phone and ran out the house. Greyson wasn't here yet so I ran down the road where me and Jaxon came down from. I ran and quickly dialed Greyson's number again.
"Hel-"
"WHERE THE FÛCK ARE YOU!?" I said while grasping for air while I ran with the phone on my ear as I turned a corner.
"I'm like a block away. Calm down bîtch damn."
"HURRY THE FÛCK UP GREYSON! I CANT BE HERE ANY LONGER!" I said sprinting with all my might because I'm afraid he might catch me. We are seriously playing cat and mice. I'm the mice while he was the big black cat.
"Uhhhggh. Girl you can't believe what I'm seeing. There's like a wild animal running towards my car and it keeps looking back. OH MY! DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON IT HAIR!"
"GRAYSON! THATS ME! PULL OVER!" I said while clicking and sprinting harder towards his car. Sweat was dripping down my face and my hair was a mess with the wind blowing in it.
He pulled over with a screech. I quickly hopped in and told him to go. By the time we were on the highway my body relaxed. I looked back around and sighed when I didn't see his or Landon's car.
"Want to explain or wait?"
"Wait... let's go to the cabin."
He looked at me but I quickly looked out the window. I heard him sigh."okay. Let me go get clothes and I'll ask my sister for some for you."
I only nodded and stared out and watched the cars pass by and the trees turn to different shades of green of blurry lines.
By the time we arrived at his house I told him I would stay in the car. He stared at me for a awhile till he nodded and walked in. I opened the mirror and tried to contain the nest on my head. By the time I finished my fingers and my head were aching.
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I open my phone and plunge it in the car charger. I got textfrom Jaxon saying where I went and where I was. I even got texts from Landon saying I was in deep shît with Jaxon and wishing me good luck.
I unplug my phone and climbed out of the car. I slammed the door shut and screamed. I screamed all the anger out. I slammed my phone on the drive way and I heard it crack. I picked it up and slammed it again, hard till I saw the back of the phone came out. I grabbed both of the pieces and threw them as far as I can. I started to cry. I ran where I threw my phone and it was across the street under a van. Tears where coming out like a waterfall. But I didn't bother to clean them. I let them stain my cheeks and make my eyes puffy. I kneeled down till I could grab it. I picked it up and saw the whole front was shattered while some parts where sticking out and the battery hanging by a wire. I sighed and stood up and let what ever was left fall from my fingers. I looked up and the van had tinted windows so I couldn't really make what's inside. I stared at myself and this is not me. "Why me." I whispered.
"Why?"
I looked back at Graysons house and see him packing the car. He looked at me and gave me sad smile. I didn't smile back. I turned back around and jumped when the door sled open. I jumped back but I didn't have time to run. Three people came out with sunglasses on the ski mask. One of them pulled me towards them while the other took zip ties and tied my wrist.
"GRAYSON!!!!" I screamed. "HELLLLLLPPPPPP!!!!" I screamed as loud as I could. I pulled and kick. I even tried to head butt one of the but the third guy placed a bag over my head. I heard running over my screams and heard Grayson yelling but I was slowing turning numb. They placed chloroform all over this bag.
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I woke up with a light beaming right in my eyes. I closed my eyes and turned my head. The light moved away and I slowly open my eyes and right away I saw my wrist were tied to a chair. While my legs where tied to the legs of the chair.
"Well it's about time miss sleeping beauty woke up from her slumber." I heard a deep accent say from behind me. I looked around and my senses were on full alert. The room I was in was all metal. Nothing here except for me in the middle and a light hanging from the ceiling. I pulled at the zip ties that were around my wrist but they didn't budge. They had them really tight to were they were almost cutting my blood circulation. I moved my legs but the ropes where too tight.
"Easy. You cant really go anywhere." He said while coming around and I could only outline his body shape.
"Where's Grayson?"
"That fool!" He said chuckling. "We knocked him out right infront of his house. I'm surprised when he tried to punch me. Let me tell you something about him. He can't fight for shît." He said finishing with a laugh.
"Why am I here! Let me go!!!" I said thrashing around.
He stepped closer and now I can see him. He had black hair with a sharp jaw line with chocolate color eyes. He had little stubble here and there. To be honest he was attractive.He wore all black just like Jaxon and Landon. "Well... I'm pretty sure those peñdejos told you." He said walking around me. He moved my hair that was next to my face and I flinched away.
"What do you want."
"Oh. I don't want anything. But... boss here. He pretty much wants you. He pretty much put a wanted sign for you. Saying 'Wanted, Jaxons girl.'' He said with his hands out trying to emphasize the wanted Jaxons girl.
"I'm not his girl. He can go fûck him self." I spat.
"Woah there. Back up. You're not his girl no more?" He said while kneeling in front of me and placing his hands on my thighs. I tried to shake them off but he just tighten them around my thighs.
"No."
He raised an eyebrow then smirk. "Interesting. Really. Pretty sure I saw you guys kiss and almost have sèx."
My eyes grew huge." H-how do you know that."
"I know everything baby." He said giving me a smirk. "Well, I don't really, I was just spying"
"Don't. Don't call me that."
"Whatever you say babe."
I rolled my eyes and slumped on the chair because I already know I'm not going anywhere soon."So what's your name, since you already know my name."
"Names Louis Gonzales." He said rolling his words in the perfect Spanish accent he had.
"Mhmm. You know how to speak Spanish don't you?"
"Si. Yo hablo espanol y yo como tacos al las noche." He said smiling at the end and he tried to hold back his laugh but failed.
"All I understood was tacos." Bye busted out laughing.
"I know. I figured you did. That sounded horrible, that's like a insult to my culture."
He smiled then walked to the side. "I'll come back in the morning. Noches!"
Then I heard a door open then slam shut.
"I really wish I had my phone."
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