5- Friend or Foe

"What are you doing?" Polly asked, no fear in her voice. BAM! The lights went off, Polly couldn't see anything and that made her scared, she didn't talk, this man who she's didn't know would locate her in the dark, it was an opportunity to run but dangerous at the same time. Suddenly, a hand held her mouth, she tried to scream but it was too tight, all her screams turned into muffles. She knew it was the man that wanted to kill her that took her, that made her heart beat so fast and she started crying, thinking she was going to die soon but she didn't want to die, not yet. If she had only told Zayn. The miscreant suddenly stopped pushing her, he was still holding her, she could feel his breath on her neck, why was he so close to her? The lights came on and when she looked back, the person who she saw shocked her.

She looked back and saw Zayn, his eyes gleaming with excitement, they stared at each other, moving closer and closer to each other every second until their lips met. It felt like heaven, the world seemed to move with them as if it was meant to be. After the kiss ended, "I was worried."Zayn said with a very sincere voice, "I'm sorry." she replied and held his hands. "My little pumpkin, we have to go this place isn't safe." This time she didn't mind being called 'My little pumpkin.' she was his after all. "Why?" she asked, his expression changed. "Crames found their way here, don't sorry , I have a way out." he replied.

He held her hand tightly, "Follow me." she nodded and he took her through some hallways, she saw the dead bodies, but her mind raced with different questions. Why did Zayn take her like that? Who was this man and why did he want to kill her? She regretted getting herself into this mess but what had been done, had been done. She finally saw the car just a few distance from her, there was a panicked look on Zayn's face, almost like he was running from someone. "We need to go quickly." he said as they entered the car, she buckled up and just as they were about to leave, a man probably in his sixties came to the door, he knocked on the window, Zayn sighed. "I'm so sorry please forgive me." he said and rolled down the windows. Sorry? What was he sorry for? The man looked through the windows, "Is this the girl?"he asked with a grin. Zayn clenched his fists, regret all over his face. "Yes sir." Sir? Zayn had a boss. "Go, leave her to me." the man said. Polly was shocked she looked at Zayn, she couldn't believe it, what was he doing? "Follow him.." Zayn said without looking at her. "What the f*** who is this?" Polly asked asked, trying her best not to cry. "JUST FOLLOW HIM." he screamed at her. Polly nodded, tears flowing down her eyes. "You just used me." she said and left the car. The old man had a smile on his face, obviously satisfied. "You have soo much to know." he said as they walked towards his car, Polly didn't reply , she wasn't going to talk to this damn stranger