Take A Walk With Me

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Anxiously I began walking down the side walk, walking a scenic route towards my father's car.

I sighed, as I walked through the park, trying to keep to the crowds. Just incase someone might be following me.

I spotted an armed guard walking around the park, instantly making me turn sharply in the other direction.

Yet this was when I noticed the skinhead and Ian walking after me.

Instantly I turned my head in another direction, and began walking in the opposite direction of the car.

"Time to run." I murmured to myself, as I began racing through the park and out into a shopping district.

Then from the shopping district I jogged back into the park, not once looking back behind me-in fear that I would run into something and make me stop.

But my curiosity got the best of me, and I turned around, only to see Ian and the bald guy right behind me.

But much to my lack of coordination, I ran right into someone, only to fall flat on my ass.

I groaned in pain, as I began to get, only to feel a strong bulky hand grabbing at my sweater collar.

"Hey!" I shouted, as I was roughly manhandled.

But then I felt a hard metal object jabbed against my back, and an Australian accent echoed into my ear," Hello, Andrea. Why don't you take a walk with me and my friend here, back to our car."

"Not until hell freezes over," my mouth uncontrollable snapped, and I instantly regretted, because the object-which I assumed was a gun-got pushed again into my back, making me wince in pain, as I was still held up.

"Be a good girl now, and walk with us."

I cringed, and let myself get pushed forward.

Damn it! I knew I shouldn't have looked back.

I hope Ben, Abigail, and Riley are doing better then me.

But luckily, Ian had nothing…but me.