It was then that the woman moved. She was still alive? I sighed with relief and relaxed a little. She'd only been shot in the thigh or the foot or something. These guys weren't killers. I slowly reached in my back pocket for my phone, only to realize I'd left it at the estate.
I wiped the tears from my face instead.
"That hurt." The man with the gun wiped blood from his face as I wiped tears.
I said nothing, my whole body shaking, goose bumps covering my flawless tanned skin. God, what would I do when they let me go? Obviously mystery guy would no longer be mine and-
"Tie her up," The gunman said quietly.
"What?!" I shreaked.
"We'll take her to the boss."
The boss??! This was like a horror movie. A really bad horror movie that I would laugh at with my popular friends and eat low fat Skinny Cows during.
I couldn't say anything, I was like, wayyy too scared. Suddenly I felt really, really cold, too. Like ice cold. More goosebumps. I was freezing. Why didn't I bring my Juicy sweatshirt? Ugh.
As soon as I was tied up, they proceeded to force me across the room to the door. One guy held a sack, probably filled with money and jewels. The other guy clenched my arm. I kicked the sack, kicked at the other guy.
"What the f-" He began to say, then thought better of it and pretended I didn't kick him at all. The sack fell out of his hands and onto the floor. He grudgingly picked it up.
"She's a fighter,ain't she?" The gunman said.
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