Emily.
I wake groggy, with unfocused eyes blinking multiple times my vision finally focuses only for me to see.
I'm strapped to a chair inside what looks to be a warehouse, the shelves empty.
In a panic I move my arms yanking upwards as much as I can, although I can't move what the hell happened I was on the balcony of the church and Now I'm here.
The first thought to come to mind is someone is going to kill me My panic overtakes me and I scream “help! Help me somebody”
A noise comes from behind me making me gasps “she’s awake about time” you have to be f*****g kidding me I know that damn voice.
My panic turns to anger as I say, “let me go, Emmett. "
His footsteps echo as he comes towards me, “but where’s the fun in that? "
I shake my head "How are you even in Italy did you follow
