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All That I've Got
Lead Me Out Of the Dark- Chapter 2
“Wait!” he heard someone call. There were suddenly footsteps behind him, more than one set. And around the corner, another car pulled to a stop and more people emerged.
Frank had not expected to have been kidnapped by a fucking group. But now that he knew that, he knew he couldn’t outrun them all. He’d have to out maneuver them and hope they weren’t as agile as himself.
Frank darted between two peeling-paint houses, jumped a fence, and was across another street in a second. He ran another blockand ended up in a rundown playground. It seemed Frank was out of luck because it was only a minute before he heard shouts behind him again.
They grew closer, and holy shit, they must be moving faster than humanly possible because suddenly, they were right behind him. And before Frank could run another step, he was being tackled.
He landed face first on the pavement (fucking park didn’t even have wood chips or anything). Arms were around him, firm but not strangling, but they didn’t let him lift his head.
More people gathered above them, talking and moving around, and Frank still couldn’t see any of them.
Then, a voice right near his ear. “Frank, we need you to not move. I’m going to have Natalie let you go, but please, don’t try to run.”
He didn’t speak. Eventually, they took that as agreement, and whoever was holding him down moved away.
Frank wasn’t stupid. He wasn’t one of the types that would run when he knew he had no chance. He would stay and fight and he would get answers.
He got his arms under him and spit on the pavement inches from his face. Then he stood and turned around to the voices.
There were five people surrounding him, and suddenly Frank was even more glad he hadn’t attempted to bolt.
They quieted as he set his glare on them. There were two females, and three males, and not a single one of them looked like the creepy kidnapper types. They looked utterly normal, and Frank could feel shock slacking his face.
One of the males stepped forward, and Frank stepped back, trying his best to look intimidating.
“Hey, Frank. I’m Chris,” the man gestured to himself, Frank just kept scowling. “This is Natalie, William, Aaronlyn, and Alex.”
Night was falling fast, the pink sinking away timidly and dark blue amassing in the sky. Still, Frank could make out the faces of the people the man pointed to.
“No offense,” Frank spit out, “but I don’t care about introductions. I want to know how you know me, and why you left me in that parking lot.”
Though his nerves and his instincts told him to run, he needed answers. Without them, he had nothing.
Chris nodded. He was so calm that it was having the opposite affect on Frank- it was pissing him off.
“We’re- we’re friends, Frank. And we weren’t the ones who left you there, we’re just the ones in charge of picking you up and making sure you’re safe,” Chris said.
“That explained nothing,” Frank said bitterly. He was now moving backward slowly, giving up on answers, and resorting to ‘run’.
“Well, unfortunately, we aren’t allowed to explain yet.”
This was one of the girls- Natalie. “Now, stop trying to back away or I’ll have to hold you down again, Frank.”
Just then, Frank realized that she’d been the one to tackle him. He knew the strength of the female gender (his mom had beaten it into him), but he was still shocked to find out that his gawky body had been tackled by this thin, tanned girl.
She laughed at his expression, and he quickly shut his mouth and glowered again. They were seeming less and less dangerous by the second.
“You need to come with us, though,” Natalie continued, gesturing toward the encroaching darkness, “or I guess you could stay and freeze your butt off in your Jeep.”
“My Jeep?” Frank sputtered out.
“Well technically, it’s Chris’s, since he has the keys. But we were specifically told that it stays with you,” she finished.
Frank switched his gaze to Chris. “Give them to me,” he said, trying for fierce and ending up as pleading.
Chris shook his head, mouth pushed into a line. “Can’t,” he said. “But I’ll make you a deal, Frank. If you come with us tonight, and you give us a chance, you can have the keys and your Jeep back.”
Narrowing his eyes, Frank mirrored Chris’s pinched mouth look for a moment. “And I won’t end up dead in a suitcase, if I come?”
Chris looked shocked by the words. “No- God, no-”
That kind of convinced Frank that they really weren’t kidnappers or whatever. Kidnappers didn’t look that confused and typically didn’t look like middle-aged business men and their teenage kids.
“Okay, I’ll come with you.”
Frank had not expected to have been kidnapped by a fucking group. But now that he knew that, he knew he couldn’t outrun them all. He’d have to out maneuver them and hope they weren’t as agile as himself.
Frank darted between two peeling-paint houses, jumped a fence, and was across another street in a second. He ran another blockand ended up in a rundown playground. It seemed Frank was out of luck because it was only a minute before he heard shouts behind him again.
They grew closer, and holy shit, they must be moving faster than humanly possible because suddenly, they were right behind him. And before Frank could run another step, he was being tackled.
He landed face first on the pavement (fucking park didn’t even have wood chips or anything). Arms were around him, firm but not strangling, but they didn’t let him lift his head.
More people gathered above them, talking and moving around, and Frank still couldn’t see any of them.
Then, a voice right near his ear. “Frank, we need you to not move. I’m going to have Natalie let you go, but please, don’t try to run.”
He didn’t speak. Eventually, they took that as agreement, and whoever was holding him down moved away.
Frank wasn’t stupid. He wasn’t one of the types that would run when he knew he had no chance. He would stay and fight and he would get answers.
He got his arms under him and spit on the pavement inches from his face. Then he stood and turned around to the voices.
There were five people surrounding him, and suddenly Frank was even more glad he hadn’t attempted to bolt.
They quieted as he set his glare on them. There were two females, and three males, and not a single one of them looked like the creepy kidnapper types. They looked utterly normal, and Frank could feel shock slacking his face.
One of the males stepped forward, and Frank stepped back, trying his best to look intimidating.
“Hey, Frank. I’m Chris,” the man gestured to himself, Frank just kept scowling. “This is Natalie, William, Aaronlyn, and Alex.”
Night was falling fast, the pink sinking away timidly and dark blue amassing in the sky. Still, Frank could make out the faces of the people the man pointed to.
“No offense,” Frank spit out, “but I don’t care about introductions. I want to know how you know me, and why you left me in that parking lot.”
Though his nerves and his instincts told him to run, he needed answers. Without them, he had nothing.
Chris nodded. He was so calm that it was having the opposite affect on Frank- it was pissing him off.
“We’re- we’re friends, Frank. And we weren’t the ones who left you there, we’re just the ones in charge of picking you up and making sure you’re safe,” Chris said.
“That explained nothing,” Frank said bitterly. He was now moving backward slowly, giving up on answers, and resorting to ‘run’.
“Well, unfortunately, we aren’t allowed to explain yet.”
This was one of the girls- Natalie. “Now, stop trying to back away or I’ll have to hold you down again, Frank.”
Just then, Frank realized that she’d been the one to tackle him. He knew the strength of the female gender (his mom had beaten it into him), but he was still shocked to find out that his gawky body had been tackled by this thin, tanned girl.
She laughed at his expression, and he quickly shut his mouth and glowered again. They were seeming less and less dangerous by the second.
“You need to come with us, though,” Natalie continued, gesturing toward the encroaching darkness, “or I guess you could stay and freeze your butt off in your Jeep.”
“My Jeep?” Frank sputtered out.
“Well technically, it’s Chris’s, since he has the keys. But we were specifically told that it stays with you,” she finished.
Frank switched his gaze to Chris. “Give them to me,” he said, trying for fierce and ending up as pleading.
Chris shook his head, mouth pushed into a line. “Can’t,” he said. “But I’ll make you a deal, Frank. If you come with us tonight, and you give us a chance, you can have the keys and your Jeep back.”
Narrowing his eyes, Frank mirrored Chris’s pinched mouth look for a moment. “And I won’t end up dead in a suitcase, if I come?”
Chris looked shocked by the words. “No- God, no-”
That kind of convinced Frank that they really weren’t kidnappers or whatever. Kidnappers didn’t look that confused and typically didn’t look like middle-aged business men and their teenage kids.
“Okay, I’ll come with you.”
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