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Attraction

Escape

Zayn turned to me, dark eyes ominously glowing. "Don't speak to them unless it is absolutely necessary. Don't tell them your name, age, or anything about yourself. Got it?"

I stared at him like he was crazy. "Okay... I don't see what the big deal is..."

Louis cocks his head to the left. "They're dangerous. Really, really dangerous"

Before I could respond, two extremely tall, lanky boys slipped into the closet. The first one had brown, shaggy hair and eyes so cold that they sent shivers down my spine. His face had no expression, and he stared straight through me. The second one was not as tall as the first, but still upwards of six feet, and he had red hair that was mostly covered by a black hood. He seemed to be analyzing the closet carefully, until he spoke up.

"Malik"

Zayn glanced over, and although he tried to hide it, I could tell he was intimidated. "Jeb"

They stood there, taking each other in. "Who is she?" He gestured to me.

"It doesn't matter to you."

"How would you know what matters to me?"

"I don't."

"So what's her name?" He took a step closer to Zayn.

"Allow me to rephrase: I know it matters to you but for all the wrong reasons, so no, I'm not telling you."

"Useless" Jeb murrered. "I know who will tell me who she is. Kris?"

Before I could even comprehend what he had said, the other boy swiftly spanned the room in one long step and put me in a headlock. Because of the substantial height difference, I was gasping for air. Jeb walked up to me.

"Now tell me, darling, what's your name?" I didn't respond. "You know, if you stop resisting this will be much easier..." He walked in a slow circle around me as if he was observing me. My breath got cut short, and there were certain moments where I couldn't breathe at all.

"Kris, she can't tell us her name if she can't breathe." Jeb hissed angrily through his teeth.

"Right" Kris replied, and hastily loosened his grip around my neck. Immediately, I gasped loudly and took deep breaths.

"You done?" Jeb asked me, and I nodded.

"Oh, so you can hear."

Louis speaks up. "Look, are you going to help us or not?"

Jeb looks up at Louis, his icy eyes piercing through him. "That will soon be determined by your little toy here."

I looked at him with absolute hatred, and he simply laughed. In a mocking, high pitched tone, he continued to speak. "Oh, Aria, are you mad? I'm so sorry. I know you're all moody because your daddy got fired and you had to move here. Boo hoo. And maybe we should all throw a little pity-party for your mom's death like the funeral you missed because daddy got fired again."

For a split second, I thought my heart stopped. Rage coursed through my veins, and I swear, I would've killed him right then and there, but I settled for a slightly more civilized option and threw my hand at his face, only to have it caught in mid-air by Jeb.

"Well, well, well. You know, slapping people doesn't make a very good first impression..." He twisted my arm around twice and grabbed my other hand so I was face-to-face with him. "But you can redeem yourself if you would just cooperate..."

He lets me go and grabs Kris' arm. "Clear path?" Jeb asks, and Kris simply nods. "Follow me."

We don't question him as we walk through the closet door, out into the hall, and straight into the path of a police officer. To my surprise, the officer came up to us and started mumbling in a very discreet language which sounded slightly like Russian. Jeb nodded and started walking off. We followed, and found ourselves in a parking lot. There were police surrounding us, but they seemed to be on our side, as they were quietly talking to Jeb periodically in the language that I didn't recognize.

We soon approached a big black van with dark tinted windows. Jeb climbed in, and Kris followed. Zayn, Louis and I waited outside, not knowing what to do.

"Get in here!" Jeb said through his teeth. Without a question, we got in the car which pulled quickly onto a highway and started speeding so fast that I was sure we were going to get pulled over (which didn't actually happen).

After nearly 10 minutes of complete silence in the car, Jeb began to speak. "We are going to get to the hospital and you are going to go straight to room 1357. Don't let the doctors stop you and if they try say that Anne sent you. You won't get caught with the police, although when you get back to town you will be questioned and proven not guilty. This never happened."

He opened the car door, and before I was even finished getting out, he started to drive away.

What the hell just happened?