Where the hell am I? Why is there still something over my head? I Don't hear anyone anymore; maybe they left. Hopeful, Ridan knows I'm gone and comes for me before I get murdered. Even though I really don't know why I was taken from school.
"So, what is the next plan," said a girl's voice.
Shit, why does that voice sound familiar to me? I swear I've heard her voice somewhere before but where.
"Yes, I understand," said the girl, "I will see you when you get back."
What is she talking about? who will be back soon. I need to find a way out of here fast before that second person returns.
"I can't wait to get this party started soon," laughed the girl.
Even her laugh sounds familiar. Damn! I wish I knew where I was.
"So, let's see what we should do while we wait," murmured the girl, "maybe watch a show on my phone, maybe read a book, or maybe I can tell you how pretty I am."
"Why?" I said hoarsely. Damn, my throat is super dry.
"Why what?" stated the girl making her tone sound pissed to the core.
"Why are you doing this to me," I said, trying not to make my voice sound like shit.
"Oh, there is an excellent reason for that," laughed the girl, "oh yes, there is."
When the girl finished talking, she grabbed the thing covering my head and pulled it off, making the bright lights blind me.
As my eyes focused, I could see that I was in a warehouse that looked really familiar. The warehouse had crates stacked on crates and different types of cars and trucks.
"So, let's talk then," said the girl.
When I looked to see where the girl's voice was coming from, I could not believe what I saw. It can't be? Can it?
Sitting in a chair beside a table with stuff, I could not see Sabrina. Fucking Sabrina Kaye, the one girl who hated anyone who got in her why.
The one girl I thought would not find out about me, and Riden was sitting right next to me with her pissed-off but the crazy smile she does when she means business.
"Sabrina, what is this all about," I smiled, trying not to look weak in front of her because god knows when you show weakness in front of her, she knows she's won everything.
When we were in middle school, I remember she would be in clubs like Chess, D&D, Card Games, and other clubs. Sabrina would use this smile to scare people so they would lose focus, and yes, she won every time she played.
"Well, first off, why you? Why the fuck did he want you?!" shouted Sabrina as it echoed through the warehouse, "when I gave him my whole self to him."
"I am Sor..."
Before I could finish, Sabrina cut me off, "Don't fucking say you're sorry. You can't say you're sorry because you're not sorry you took Riden from me."
"I did not," I said, hoping if I kept talking, the man would come here because he would be better than her, and he would maybe let me go; when I told him why she was doing this, he would think she was crazy, "Riden chose me."
"He chose you, little pathetic Dearil said, "He chose me."" laughed Sabrina as she mimicked what I said with a baby voice.
"Sabrina, please let me go," I smiled, hoping she would just let me go even though she won't bet at least I can try.
"He chose you?" said Sabrina, still laughing.
Shit, I think she is losing it.
"He chose you, he chose you, he chose you, he chose you, he chose you, he chose you, he chose you, he chose you, he chose you, he chose you," sang Sabrina, still laughing as she walked in a circle.
Well, now she is crazy like a broken toy, and I'm stuck tied to this chair. I really need to find a way out.
"Dearil, Dearil, Detail," sang Sabrina, this time not laughing.
"Yes Sebrina?" I murmured.
"Dearil, Dearil, Detail, little pathetic Dearil. How he thinks so Dearil, why does Dearil lie to sweet pretty me. Dearil Dearil Dearil, will he ever be prettier than me? Oh, little pathetic Dearil saying he chose me. Dearil, Dearil Dearil, how you make me laugh saying that he fuckin chose me. Oh why, oh why, oh fucken, why lie to me," sang Sabrina as she started to laugh again.
I can give her this; she can sing even if it sounds creepy.
"So Dearil? '' said Sabrina, this time not laughing or singing.
"Yes?"
"He chose you because of your pheromones because you pushed your fuckin pheromones on him, making him only think of you," growled Sabrina, "and I'm going to fix that right here in this warehouse."
"What do you mean?" I said, hoping she could not see that I was getting a little scared.
"Well, first off, stay the hell away from Riden. He is mine and always will be." Sabrina smiled when she said Riden was hers, "Second, you're going to remember this day where you fucked with me."
"Sabrina, you don't have to do this," I said as I heard a noise behind me.
"She can do whatever she wants, little nephew," said a voice behind me.
As footsteps came closer and into my site. I could see the one person I hated the most in my life standing right next to Sabrina was my uncle.
Conner.