Wrong Person...
1116 Words
My head hurts badly.
I open my eyes and take a glimpse of what's in front of me.
Everywhere is dark, only where I am sitting have a direct light on me and it's shinning so bright.
"Where ammm-" I shut up when I notice that I am gagged.
Well, this is unfortunate.
What the hell is happening? Where am I?
Where is Anna? Did she plan against me or something? What the hell is happening?
I try to free myself from the override too but all is in vain.
"Lmm mee eeout!" Annoying noise made its way out of my mouth but I shut up as the place lighted up and I look at the door, my eyes get caught in the eyes not of a man.
Six men to be precise and all of them having shades on with their hands in their pockets.
My eyes grew wide at the sight of a g*n, a man swinging his g*n back and forth made me gulp heavily but carefully so as not to choke.
"Well well. Hello Anna" I hear a man say and a seventh man came out from the middle of the other six.
He's tall, got a sharp and straight jawline. He's slender, got muscles and his abs are visible even through the shirt he is wearing.
He got packs alright. Some of the packs of men are disgusting, but his... It kinda fit him.
He got blue bright eyes, a slim neck and his face is somehow oval.
His feet show the elegance of his knee downwards and the suit he have on, makes him look like one of a kind.
He got black messy hair that seems like it haven't been combed for weeks.
Bright white teeth and his eyes are like those of an Asian man.
Me, being under his gaze makes me wanna just disappear. He looks so good and everything a lady needs from a man is what he possesses.
My day dreaming stops when I hear the sound of three bullets escaping the g*n in one of the guy's hand.
The seventh man that got a face that's charming start walking upto me with footsteps that make no sound.
A knife in his hand makes me wanna start crying.
He placed the knife beneath my cheek bone, where all my flesh fall like seriously.
I look directly into his eyes and him into mine.
You wouldn't dare it!
If he wants to kill me, he should consider the person that he's dealing with and know that he got the wrong girl.
"Why dear Anna?" he whisper and I shake my head vigourously.
Hope he gets the sign that I am not Anna.
What the heck did Anna do and why does he wants her?
She did something wrong and I can smell it and I can smell it deeply.
"How you beg for mercy pleases me, sweetheart" I hear his soft voice say and his bright blue eyes don't leave me and don't even make an attempt to.
I follow up with my eyes as I feel the sharp edge of the knife applying little pressure on my neck.
Oh boy... I gotta get outta here
He bent low to my eye level and...
"Aaargh!" I yell.
The gag almost fall off my mouth.
He digs the knife a bit into my neck, making sprints of blood to gush out like a boiling water.
The guy stops when the banging of a door is heard and turned to look a the door's direction.
Though that's not what I'm focusing on right now.
The excruciating pain on my neck is dealing with me heavily and I feel that particular place go stiff and it can't move like that.
"Boss! That isn't Anna!" I hear.
"Thank God" I mumble and the guy turn to me.
He roughly tear the gag off and his eyes grew wide.
I gurantee him that he owes me a great apology for doing this to my neck.
"What the fu-"
"Anna is out of town heading to China"
I feel my tommy go flat and empty.
She left me to be tormented by these guys?! While she head up to China?!
I need to call the cops! Right away!
She owes me a big and flat explanation. And she owes me big time!
The guy that dug the edge of the knife turned slowly to look at me with squinted eyes.
I stare at him with my eyes wide open, my pair of white teeth reflecting through the sun.
Tears in my eyes and I know from his eyes, he knows that I wanna get loose from this ropes and just wring his neck.
And if he knows that, I bet he is part of a sweetheart for knowing how much the anger in me is boiling.
"So who is she?" He asks quietly, not taking his eyes off me, but instead surveying my body for places that might be to his taste.
"She's part of the dancers at the bar... "
I feel my head hang, like literally.
Why didn't they confirm before bringing an innocent little girl here? What's wrong with them?
He looks at me and bent slowly to my eye level.
Jeez, is this man creepy or what?
His eyes grow wide and I bet in surprise or apology but I don't really know.
His face shows anger and the angry looking eyebrows of his are raised up...
I let my face to become soft as I stare at him and the glint and anger on his face reduced a bit as we both stare at each other.
"How come your eyes didn't see clearly? How will your eyes miss someone like Anna!" He yelled, as he turned to face his men.
I recognize the guy as the one that didn't answer me when I asked about Anna.
He's such a s**t hole.
"Get to the airport and God helps you Anna have successfully left this country. I gurantee the five of you that death will be your next name"
Whoa! Easy guy!
The men scattered and scrambled their way out of the door, I bet heading to the airport, while the leader, as he seems to be, turned to face me.
He glared at me and I eyed him.
He have no respect for the fact that he even picked the wrong person.
"What should I do with her, sir?" I heard another man ask.
Umm... Release me? Hello?
The guy still stare at me and just as I am about to open my mouth to talk to him.
I see lightening stroke and I go blank... Again.
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