Praying for a Hero
I sat in the car, I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. I watched Blake’s hands drive move the wheel. I was terrified. I didn’t know where he was taking me and what he would do. I made as much noise as possible, but the gag muffled my voice. I tried to do anything that would get my hands untied. Blake chuckeled a mocking laugh. “Who’s gonna save you now Bella?” I squirmed in my seat. “Yeah.. That’s what I thought,” He said. He looked over at me and I looked away, I didn’t want him to look into my eyes the way Aaron did. He grabbed my chin and turned it toward him. “This is gonna be fun.” He said and laughed. I yanked my head away and didn’t look at him the rest of the ride. The car came to a stop at an old building that looked abandoned. He got out and walked around. He grabbed me and pulled me out of the old rusty truck. He brought me into the building and I saw unfamiliar guys sitting on an old torn sofa. “This the girl.” Blake said. “Owww!” said one of the guys. Another whistled. My heart began to beat rapidly.