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“Get. Out,” he orders. I hurry to get out and follow him into the house. It’s cold and eerily quiet inside. It makes me wonder who lives here. We go straight to the kitchen.
“Sit,” he demands, pointing at the kitchen table. I comply. He shuffles around the kitchen in search of something. I glance around the room. There’s next to nothing on the walls making it feel so empty. Before I know it, TJ is back at my side.
“Here, drink this.” He hands me a small bottle of water.
“I’m not thirsty,” I tell him.
“Drink. The. Fucking. Water,” he grinds out. I take it from him and drink half of it in two gulps. “All of it.”
I chug the last half. I barely get the bottle set on the table when I start to feel dizzy.
“I feel funny,” I tell TJ. The last thing I remember is an evil grin on his face, and then everything goes black.
When I come to, I’m lying in the backseat of a car. It’s a different car than the one we got in at the mall. I try to sit up and instantly regret it. My head is spinning.
“You’re awake,” TJ says. “We’re almost to our destination.”
“W-where are we going,” I stutter out. My head starts pounding and I lay back down.
“Somewhere no one will ever find us,” he says in a frightening tone. I start dozing in and out of consciousness. Sometime later, the car comes to a stop.
“We’re here,hermosa,” TJ tells me as he puts the car in park. He climbs out only to open the back passenger door. He scoops me up and carries me toward a Mexican colonial looking house. My heart damn near pounds out of my chest.
“A-are we in Mexico?” He lets out an evil laugh.
“Close. We’re on the outskirts of Laredo,” he tells me. “This house belongs tomi papa. One of many.”
The front door opens as TJ walks us closer as if someone was watching out the window for us. An older woman is standing in the doorway with a smile painted on her face.
“Hola, mijo. Como es este?” the lady says.
“Hola, Rosa.This is my girlfriend, Sienna,” TJ replies. I’m not sure I heard him right. It sounded like he called me his girlfriend. My head is still spinning, causing me to close my eyes and lean my face into TJ. He starts walking again and this time when he stops, he lays me down on a bed.
22
Shade
When Sienna calledto tell me she was meeting with Wren, I decided it would be a good time to pay Zack a visit. I pull up to his house. From what Tech could find on this guy, he and his family have quite a bit of money. This is a pretty nice neighborhood for someone who just graduated from college a year ago. I walk up to the door and knock. When the door opens, my jaw drops.
“Shade?” Wren is looking at me like she’s seen a ghost.
“What are you doing here,” I ask her.
“Me? What areyoudoing here?” she shoots back.
“Shouldn’t you be meeting Sienna at the mall right now?”
“What are you talking about? I haven’t talked to her since we had dinner at your house,” Wren tells me. “I mean, I’ve thought about reaching out to her, but I lost my phone a few days ago.”
“Fuck!” I grab my phone and call Sienna. It rings and rings. No answer.
“Shade, what’s going on,” Wren asks with a shaky voice.
“She called me about twenty minutes ago saying you texted her to meet her at the mall,” I explain. “I came here to have a talk with Zack.”
I scroll through my phone to Buster’s number and hit call.
“We have a problem,” I say when he answers his phone. “Meet me at the clubhouse. We’ll need Tech’s help.”
