A deep throat cough sound snap me out of my thoughts.
Looking up I see 'him' the devil him self. "Fück..." I whisper I quickly look to my right see the only option is to run.
"I see that my words of leaving weren't enough for you. So let make this clear for you." he steps closer and closer taking the gun out of his back pocket.
'You fück up bad'
'I know!'
'Hey at least you can ask him the question you wanted to ask'
'Hell to the NO!' I shove my thoughts away from my Escape plan.
My back hits the wall from the steps back I took from Mr.Arrgoanes."you know that you can't g-get away with this!" I shove myself into a corner near the dumpters really contemplating why i went out in the first place.
"Any last words slüt?" he points the gun to my temple clicking the safety. My heart thumps faster over and over. "Please D-Don't! I didn't mean to bump into you! Ididnt mean t-to of-fend you in-in anyway." now I of tears of distress.
'yep your going to die Ree ...any last words?'
"Stop it Devon."
'Who that?'
I look at where the voice came from...then back at My Death God...wait....how....oh..No.........fucking.....way......Twins!
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Devon is his name and apparently he's
Not the one who is in charge. You thinking how would you know this Ree? Well you see I'm in a room now a Room that has no doors or windows just a twin bed in a corner of the room and a bookshelf that dusty and a couple of books. And a couch that has seen better days. Devon who is the one that deliberately call me a slut.
Which he is not really wrong..
But he doesn't need to know that.
Is the one on the other side of the wall which are very thin apparently.
The two male are bickering back and forth about me being here which is a nice thing knowing one what's me dead and the other ... we'll he's not made up his mind yet.
I'm siting the the twin bed crisscross my legs. I seem to be fine I just have a small cut to my head.
Devon didn't like you punching him in the face... so you got what you deserved.
" why are you so sad?" Ami the other girl that was in here with me. She not kidnapped she sided on the mens side.
"Why do you think?" I stare at blankly her " it's not like I was gracefully brought here with hugs and kisses!"
I rose up from the bed stomping in Front of her. She looks up from her book "I-I just saying it's not as bad as you think."
"Not as bad as you think! What is so s supposed to mean I've been whacked in the face kidnapped from a place that I was going to call home. And you want to tell be that I'm not Suppose to be sad!" Now I was yelling at her looking at judging her.
Don't judge a book my it's cover Ree!
How can she think this is okay?
These girls need help they are to in love to see the real thing in front in them. Ami flinches away into the couch. Head down in shame " I-I am sorry." Her voice is softly spoken
"well you should be because it wrong and you don't realize how you take apart in this! You don't see what you are doing!"
" you're dismissed Ami." A deep voice spoken at our left. I looked up and to see the most Beautiful man in front of me. Dark hair slick back with gel, dark eyes that hold darkness in them. A black suit that's worth millions.
Also his body is sooo fucking huge okay not to huge but those thick muscular thighs man! Look how hot is....
Snapping out of my thoughts I look at him in the eyes. His are staring at me deeply like he's been in thought.
" well are you - totally not Devon..." I say I didn't really know what to say this man right here is the pieces of my inappropriate thoughts that leaving me speechless.
" We have a lot to talk about Rebecca."
Wait...what!
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