Shayna
Miles and I sat huddled up on the floor. Our hands were bound behind our backs, and we watched as Derek paced the length of the living room. While Derek was preoccupied, I whispered down the link to Miles.
"What happened?"
"He picked me up from school. I told them I didn't want to go with him, but they said since there were no documents stating I couldn't go with him, they had to let him get me. He lifted the edge of his shirt to show me the gun and I knew what he was trying to say. Behave and no one gets hurt," Miles was seething in anger. I could see it all over him. His body was practically vibrating with the need to break free.
"I never thought about informing the school. I'm so, so sorry," I whispered as tears started to form in my eyes. My face stung where Derek slapped
