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?

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4. 'They think you've abducted me!'

"It doesn't matter," I sobbed, pushing my broken phone under the armchair with my foot.

I turned my eyes to the floor, rubbing them clean of tears. Once I was sure they were gone, I shoved my hands in my pockets, and looked back to Reuben. He was still laid there, propped up on his elbows. He looked like he wanted to help me, but he really didn't know what to do. Looking at his innocent face just made me break again. Reuben could be given a life sentence for abduction, even though it clearly wasn't true!

Reuben finally got up, and came over to me. He pulled me into a tight hug, and I buried my face in his chest. I didn't want to see the World right then, I couldn't bare to face it. They all thought we were psychos. 

"It's okay," he whispered, resting his chin on top of my head. 

"No... No, it's not," I replied, gripping his shirt in my fists.

"Why not?" he asked, kissing my hair lightly.

"The police are looking for us," I sobbed, leaving dark tear stains on his shirt.

He stiffened, and released his grip slightly, "What?"

"The police. They think you've abducted me!" I cried, letting go of him.

He stared down at me, his eyes wide, but I could tell there was something I was missing. I couldn't really see anything to add to that. The police want him, that's it. 

"What?" I whispered, scared of the answer.

"Are you sure it was the police?" he raised one eyebrow, holding my shoulders firmly.

"Yes. Who else would it be!?" I demanded, throwing my arms out in exasperation.

"I can't say," his eyes melted, and his grip loosened.

I grunted, and turned away from him, heading for the door. If he wouldn't tell me, then my Gran would. I didn't want to talk to him if he was going to hide things from me. I knew I'd be over it within ten minutes, but I was still within those ten minutes.

I stepped outside, into the still pouring rain, and headed up to the house. I knew Reuben was next to me, but I pretended not to acknowledgement. Hundreds of things raced through my mind, that I wanted to tell Reuben, and just talk to him about, but I had to remind myself I was giving him the silent treatment.

"You know, you're not going to last very long with the silent treatment, don't you?" he laughed, keeping up with my quick pace with ease.

I folded my arms across my chest in response.

"You're lasting better than I thought, though," he continued laughing, trying to cover it up with coughing.

I walked straight through the door, keeping quiet in case my Gran was still asleep. I heard voices coming from the living room, so I slowed down, gesturing for Reuben to copy me.

"...Your Granddaughter? Ma'am, do you know where she is?" a deep, masculine voice asked.

"No, I don't," my Gran replied.

I pushed Reuben's chest, pointing at the front door. There was obviously a policeman in the living room, and I did not want to face that. He obeyed me, for a change, and we jogged back down to the cabin. Reuben went in first, probably thinking I'd pull the same stunt as the night before.

Three men were going through Reuben's bag. 

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