He held the object towards us, however he seemed to be looking and pointing the gun at me. He placed his pointing finger above the trigger, that releases the bullet and his other fingertips holding onto the gripper. As I watched his smirk fall into a pissed old grumpy gangster expression, pointing a gun to my face. I was gonna die, any minute now. I thought.
This is like the worst day of my life, I'm gonna die! *Dramatically says it* What am I supposed to do? Run? He'll catch me and then kill the life out of me. Or, he must of mistaken me for someone else, yeah that's it.
Who am I to kid? Of course he wouldn't be mistaken, stupid stupid stupid!
But what the hell am I suppose to do, for real this time. Beg for my life? Call for help? Tell this boy to get off of me? That last one, yes I'll do that.
~ 1 minute later ~
"Don't move." What's going on?
"Get off of me-"
"Shut. Up. Or you will die. Okay sweet cheeks." The boy said calmly. The palm of his hand covering my mouth.
He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to his body. "I'm gonna kiss you now." He grins at me, playfully. His lips inches away from touching mine.
"HEY! YOU LITTLE PUNK! HANDS OFF THE GIRL OR I'LL SHOOT YOU!" The odd bald-headed guy announced.
"What's happening to me?" I said quietly so no one could hear me.
The boy didn't say anything, instead, he held onto me tighter than before. He didn't want to let me go.
Another buzz went through my phone, making my side pocket vibrate.
Must be another text message from dad I thought.
While I held my phone close to my chest, I eyed back at the kid holding me. He left his mouth slightly opened as he watched my eyes directing him to make a move. I wanted to get out of there, I DON'T WANT TO DIE!
He nodded once and he held my hands, then kissing them. He slowly spun around facing the guy, I bit my lip holding tightly around his fingertips while eyeing back at the ground waiting for him to tell me to run.
Please make this quick!
I watched him taking two steps forward while pulling me with him.
"She's all yours." He said, grinning at the other guy.
I raised my eyebrow and mouthed to him what was he doing, he didn't say anything back.
He glared at me, with his dark brown ones, they were now as black as the night sky. He forced my entire body to move along with his, his stare went back to the other guy.
'She's all yours?' I repeated it over and over in my head.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
Author's Note: Draft 2