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    Move Along – (Chapter: eleven)

    Lights flipped on bathing the entire room in brightness, “Get up!” a male voice spoke loudly awaking the four teens in the room. Ashley opened her eyes to see about ten large men standing in her room with guns, her mouth went dry, “I said get up!”

     

    Spencer jumped from the bed with Ashley in tow but the blond kept her girlfriend behind her, Aiden and Randi were standing side by side staring at the scene. The man screaming held his dark eyes on Spencer, staring her down. His red hair parted down the middle, glasses snug on his nose, “Take them all!” He barked not taking his eyes off the blond.

     

    “No, you promised!” Christine pushed her way into the room, “We had a deal…”

     

    “Which became null in void the minute we found her in bed with another woman,” the man scowled, several men grabbed the teens arms and started dragging them toward the stairs.

     

    “Please you can’t take my daughter; I’ve done everything you’ve asked to keep her safe…”

     

    “Safe, from what Christine….us?” the man pinned the older Davies against the wall, “She is safe now, you will get your daughter back as she was meant to be by God…her rebirth will pull your family back together.”

     

    “No please….I did everything you’ve asked…please.” she ran after the retreating figures.

     

    “MOM!” Ashley called as they threw her into a van with her friends. A bag was placed over her head and she felt a prick to her arm, dizziness swept over her and she passed out.

     

    Randi shifted on the cold floor; she could feel a chain around her ankles, the cold metal digging into the soft flesh. Forcing her eyes open she saw the chain was hooked to the wall, the room was gray and small. Sitting up her leg hit something, glancing down to her leg she saw Aiden knocked out his body was slouched on the wall his head laying in the corner, “Yo jock boy.” She kicked him again only this time on purpose.

     

    Aiden jumped, rubbing his eyes before looking around “Where are we?”

     

    “How should I know?” Randi furrowed her brows while checking out her surroundings. Aiden shrugged his shoulders, his head hurt but he looked around. Across the room Ashley lay unconscious and all so chained to the wall.

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