So far, it was easy. I found an unlocked window on the bottom floor, and quickly snuck in, trying to be silent as possible. I didn't really know the girl here, all Drew told me was where the place was and to not chicken out or mess up. I made my way around the dark, silent house, peeking around corners and listening for voices. I found my way to a stair case and decided to go up to the second floor, where I found a lighted room. I stuck close to the wall, then peeked in. There was a girl laying there, her head rested on a book. Immediately, guilt rushed over me.
I can't do it...
But I had to. Her eyes were closed, so I assumed she was sleeping. I silently snuck in and grabbed her, covering her mouth so her screams wouldn't warn anyone.
"Don't panic, just relax. The more you move, the worse it gets."
I was talking to myself as well. I noticed the book on the ground that she was laying on. I glanced from the door, to the book, then back to the door. I decided to pick it up and put it in my coat pocket. Quickly and quietly, I rushed out of the house and onto the street.
"Act normal. Pretend I'm walking you home or something, just in case anyone sees."
I whispered in her ear, grabbing her hand and using my other arm to wrap it around her.
"Scream, and you'll be in trouble."
I walked with a fast pace, our sides directly against each other.
"I'm not gonna hurt you in anyway. Just relax."
I tried comforting her, imaging what she must be going through. I just prayed she wouldn't make a cry for help the whole way to the car. When we made it safely, I sat her in the front and quickly closed the door, rushing over to the drivers side and starting the engine. I took off down the street to meet Drew.
"I'm really, really sorry."
My voice was shaky.
I was awoken abruptly. I jumped, still drowsy but at the same time wide awake. I heard his voice and wanted to scream, but couldn't. I was in to much of shock to even move. My legs were moving forcefully as he walked with me. My sight was still blurry from my fatigue. Or was it tears. Both. My face was flooded in tears, as well as his hand that stayed over my mouth. The fell down my face and onto both of us. I was feeling so many emotions. Fear, nervousness, shock, anxiety.
Please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me.
I kept thinking those four words over and over again. My instinct told me to kick and scream, but the smarter half of me knew that would only get me into more trouble. He was a lot bigger then me, and could hurt me easily. If I just did as he said, maybe he'd let me go sooner. I started breathing heavily as I started to cry harder. I closed my eyes and just went with the way he was moving me.