I Know You're There: Abducted Angels

*Sequel to I Know You're There, read that first*. Reuben and Tori have ran away. They've got a place to stay, and their fake ID's are working. The only thing is, Tori's 'abduction' story is currently the biggest segment of the news. Yep, Reuben is the World's most wanted. Nobody knows it's Reuben, though. Not only are the police after them, but there's a sick band of people, who want Angels. Not for good reasons, some for dissection, some for information. They're both after Reuben. But of course, there's more problems then that. Ex's, (new) family and money. But they're together, and that's all that matters... right?


15. 'Screeching of tyres.'

My heart thudded... No, it pounded, as I sprinted, full on through the thick woods. I had no idea where I was, and hoped I was heading in the right direction. Reuben and Damien were battling it out with the gang, and two more were chasing me. They were hot on my heels, even tripping me once. Branches snagged at my clothing, roots tugged at my feet, and leaves rustled under my touch. 

It was still early in the morning, and a few bird tweets kept me in one direction, rather than running in circles. The men yelled bribes, blackmails, curses, who knows what else at me, as I made my way through the trees. Mud soaked my bare feet, and I prayed for a pair of shoes, or even some socks.

The men knew my name, as they taunted me from behind, gradually closing in on me. I was a good runner, but not as good as two, fully grown men, with the athletic side of an Olympian. I'd had a good, five minute head start too, but I'd left too much of an easy trail to pick up. A passer by could just see I'd trampled through it. 

One of the bribes that almost stopped me, was that they'd release Reuben. I actually slowed down, but remembered they were lying, and continued my journey through the thickets. 

My chest became tight, and my breath became too heavy to control. My muscles screamed at me to stop, but I forced myself to keep going. What Reuben had said replayed in my mind, over and over. The men's bribes replayed in my mind, over and over. Damien's warning words replayed in my mind, over and over. 

The trees started thinning out, and relief washed through me, knowing a road must be coming soon. There, a car driver, a pedestrian - anyone - would witness a kidnapping of me. So, therefore, the men wouldn't kidnap me, because there'd be too many witness'. Perfect.

Ivy spiralled up every tree trunk, right up to the top, where a canopy lay overhead. It cast delicate shadows on the woodland floor, hiding the burrow of a fox family. Somewhere in the distance, ducks quacked, and geese honked, along with the splashing of water. It was almost relaxing, despite the fact I was running for my life.

But what about Reuben and Damien? How were they doing? Had they succeeded, and were now searching for me? Were they both dead, lying on Damien's bedroom floor? Were they held against their will, and forced back in that van? I'd give anything to find out. The anticipation would kill me before the lack of oxygen. Or maybe, they'd get me, and show me Reuben and Damien's fates themselves. 

At last, I broke out of the forest, down a grass bank, and straight onto a road. Gasping for air, I lean over, resting on my knees, and clutching my ribcage. My muscles thank me, as they begin to relax too. My breathing's so heavy, I sounded like an asthmatic. My feet stung, standing on the tar mac road, the mud gradually drying in grey streaks. 

The next thing I knew, was a screeching of tyres, and blacked out vision.

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