Life is normal for 16 year old Lissa Bennett, until the day she starts seeing the future. When images of events that have not yet occurred begin to appear to Lissa for no apparent reason, she and her best friends try to piece together what’s happening and what it means.

When her visions seem to revolve around Daniel, the local ‘loner’ whose brother has gone missing, should Lissa risk everything to help, or leave well enough alone?


13. Chapter 13

To say I had doubts about whether or not this would work would have been a serious understatement. There were four of us in this room. A fourteen year old boy, a comic book nerd, a girl who was terrified of tearing her favourite jeans and a guy who, I’ll admit, looked like he could throw a few punches, but that wouldn’t really matter. We didn’t know how many tattooed, thuggish, gangster men Derek had roaming around this goddamn place.

Still, I tried to keep optimistic as Daniel nodded at me from where he was standing by the door. I began my high-pitched screaming at Adam, hoping that Daniel was right in thinking that one of the thugs would be keeping guard of the floor.

“I can’t believe you cheated on me!” I yelled at him. I was going to enjoy this, I decided as I continued me yelling. “And you choose to tell me this now!” I saw a smirk appear on Daniel’s face.

Adam and I continued our fake domestic until, sure enough, we heard a voice outside the door.

“Shut up in there!” the voice boomed from the other side of the door. Adam beckoned for me to continue screaming at him.  

“Who’s going to take me to the prom now?” I wailed. If we got out of here alive, I was so going to consider taking the drama club more seriously.

There was a bang on the door. “If you don’t keep it shut then I’ll come in there and shut you up myself!”

“Why don’t you shut up,” I shouted at the door. “I’m trying to break up with my boyfriend in here!” Adam put a hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter.

“Right,” the bolt on the outside of the door shifted and the door came open. “I’m not going to tell you again, little girl.” He came bursting through the doorway, heading towards me. Daniel came up behind him and placed the belt around his throat, pushing him forward as he choked and clawed at the belt.

Charlie ran forward and the three of us stepped outside into the corridor. Daniel stepped backwards, dragging the man along with him until he got to the doorframe. He quickly let go of the belt and the man fell to his knees, sputtering. Daniel stepped back and Charlie quickly closed the door and bolted it. We heard a bang on the door. We needed to get out of the corridor and fast. We had no idea if any more of those men were in the rooms here.

The four of us ran to the end of the corridor and turned the corner, to the staircase we had walked up earlier. Adam and Charlie went in front of us and Daniel reached for my hand as we followed them. I felt a spark of hope that we might get out of here unharmed.

That hope died when we turned the corner to find Derek standing there.

He shot us a smug smile. “Going somewhere?”

The four of us took a step back out of shock, but then Daniel let go of my hand and stepped between Adam and Charlie, to stand in front of Derek.  

“Let us go, Derek.” His voice was calm. “This has nothing to do with us.”

“Don’t you want to see him?” Derek wore a cold smile on his face. “Your father?”

“If you think he’s going to put himself in danger for us, then you’ve thought wrong,” Daniel said bitterly. “He stopped caring about us the moment he walked out of our lives.”

“Oh, really?” Derek let out a cold laugh. “Because word has it, he’s on his way here right now.”

“You’re lying,” Daniel snarled at him. “Whatever problems you have with our father has nothing to do with us.”

Derek stepped forward with a look of menace. “I beg to differ. Your father owes me and he won’t come to me without motivation. The two of you are the motivation, just having Charlie was enough but he’ll come running now that the both of you are in danger.”

Daniel took a small step back. “Let Lissa and Adam go,” he said in a quiet voice.

Derek’s eyes gleamed. “You know I can’t do that.”

Before I even had time to process what he was doing, Daniel had lunged at Derek, pushing him against the wall. Derek was so taken aback for a moment that he didn’t respond instantly. Daniel took those few seconds to look at me.

“Get Charlie out of here!” he shouted.

He could think again if he thought I was going to leave him here. Adam grabbed Charlie by the arm and quickly pulled him past the commotion, beckoning for me to follow him. Charlie was trying to break out of Adam’s grip but Adam wasn’t having any of it. He glanced back as he reached the other staircase, leading to the ground floor.

“Lissa, come on!” he shouted to me.

“Just go,” I yelled to him. “I’ll follow you in a minute!”

Realising he didn’t have a choice, Adam ran down the stairs with Charlie. I stood in panic for a moment, not knowing what to do. Daniel was trying to wrestle Derek to the floor, but it was too late. Some of Derek’s thugs were coming down the corridor now, we’ didn’t stand a chance.

One of them came rushing forward to drag Daniel off of Derek, another came straight for me. He came over to grab my arms and, without thinking, I sharply lifted my knee. He bowled over onto the floor but there were more men approaching us and I knew it was hopeless.

At that point, Daniel stopped struggling, realising I was still here.

“Lissa,” he looked horrified to see me there. “I told you to get out of here!”

“And I told you that I wasn’t going to leave you,” I replied through gritted teeth. His shoulders drooped in defeat as one of the men grabbed my arms and twisted them behind my back. I winced.

Derek stood himself up straight, dusting off his suit. I noticed, with satisfaction, that his nose was bleeding a little. He put his face in front of Daniel’s.

“How did you end up so feisty when your father is so spineless?” he asked, mockingly. Daniel turned his head away from him. “Take them to the room downstairs, Evans will be here soon enough,” he snarled at us before storming down the corridor.

We were dragged downstairs and thrown into a room that had stacks of boxes along the walls. This time, the thuggish looking men stayed in the room, watching us.

“You should never have come here tonight,” Daniel whispered into my ear as we stood in the centre of the large, darkened room, not knowing what else to do. “What did you mean when you said you saw me?” It took me a moment to realise he was talking about the lame confession of my visions.

I was just trying to string some words of explanation together when the door opened. Derek walked in, blood cleaned from his face. He walked over to one of the stacks of boxes and placed a hand on top of them.

“Do you know what’s in here?” he asked us. I had a good enough idea. Drugs. “Very valuable stuff, it is. Do you know how long your father has been selling this stuff on for me?” Daniel wasn’t even looking at him but he continued anyway. “Five years. Five years he has been making money for me, gaining a healthy profit for him as well, I made sure of that.” He said it as though he was building himself up as generous. “Then one day he took a load of the stock, to sell on, I assumed. But he didn’t turn up with the money. Vanished.” His eyes narrowed. “I don’t like to be made a fool out of. I won’t let anyone get away with taking what is mine.”

I scoffed. “Your precious daughter thinks you went from being broke to being a millionaire through hard work.” He paced towards me. “I wonder what she’d think if she knew how you really paid for her designer clothes.”

The back of his hand came across my face so quickly I didn’t see it coming. My eyes watered from the stinging. As he turned around, Daniel moved forward, ready to lunge at him again. I put a hand out to stop him and gave him a warning look. With a pained expression, he stopped trying to walk towards Derek. He reached a hand up to tentatively touch my cheek, an apologetic look in his eyes.

“Such attitude, Lissa,” Derek uttered whilst turned back around to face us. “You may want to learn to bite your tongue whilst I decide what I’m going to do with.” I glared at him from across the room. He smirked before walking over to one of the men by the doorway, having a hushed discussion with him. I tried to pick up their conversation but I could barely hear them. After a few moments, he stood there watching me, pondering. It unnerved me.

“You do know that I can’t let you out of here,” he put a hand into his pocket, “Don’t you, Lissa?” Then he pulled out a gun. I don’t know why it shocked me so much, I should have expected it. The guy was clearly crazy, why wouldn’t he have a gun?

Daniel quickly moved himself in front of me, staring at the gun in Derek’s hand. A wave of panic swept over me as I realised that there was no getting out of this.

I jumped when the door behind Derek swung open, suddenly. A man stood in the doorway with two of Derek’s henchmen behind him.

“Let them go, Derek,” the man’s voice rang out. “You’ve got what you wanted, I’m here now.” Daniel tensed and took a small step back. I quickly realised who the man in the doorway must be.

Derek’s eyes gleamed as he turned to face Daniel’s father. “I knew you’d show up, not as selfish as we’d like to make out, are we Evans?” he said to him with a false cheeriness to his voice.

“Where’s Charlie?” Daniel’s father glanced over at us, his expression unreadable. He was a tall man, quite well built, but didn’t look like he’d stand a chance against the men standing next to him.

“He got out,” Derek shrugged. “An error on my part. It seems that I underestimated your eldest.” He waved his hand in Daniel’s direction. Daniel locked eyes with his father for a second. His father looked wary, wary of how his son would react after years of not seeing each other. Daniel took a cautious step forward, towards him. “No, we’ll talk in a moment,” Derek continued. “But first I really do need to take care of the girl.” He turned back to face me, raising the arm the held the gun. I froze as I saw his hand twitch at the trigger. Sheer panic took over as I realised there was nothing I could do.

Suddenly, I saw Daniel’s father launch towards Derek and shove him to the floor before the two men either side of him could do anything to stop him. The gun went off but the bullet hit the wall. I didn’t have time to be relieved. I ran towards Daniel as his father and Derek grappled on the floor. With the other men in the room trying to pry the pair apart, I saw a clear pathway to the door. I grabbed Daniel’s arm and headed for it.

Once we were out into the corridor, Daniel suddenly pulled away.

He was frantic. “I can’t leave him, Lissa.”

“Then we’ll go get help,” I replied, eager to put as much distance between myself and this place as quickly as possible.

“Derek will have killed him by then!” Daniel ran back to the door.

I was about to follow him when the wave of dizziness hit me. I stopped and leaned against the wall. Please, not now, I thought as the prickling started to spread across my scalp. I closed my eyes and the image started to clear in my mind. It was Derek, lifting his head up from the floor, reaching his hand out for the gun near him and pointing it. The image went away before I had the chance to see where the gun was pointing. I straightened up quickly, fear rising in my chest.

I hurried towards the door, hearing the scuffle inside. The gun fired as I reached the doorway.

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