III

Merlina's P.O.V

"You're fucking joking right? You did not kill my mother I don't believe you!" I yelled as his driver started driving.

He opened his mouth to say something but I stopped him.

"STOP FUCKING DRIVING!" I yelled at the driver as I started to get more frustrated.

"Who do you think you're talking to?" Dylan asked with an attitude.

He is a mass murderer, but he killed my mom and that isn't in anyway acceptable especially when she practically raised them.

"Shut the fuck up Dylan you think you're the shit because you kill people? No, get the fuck out my face you dumb bitch. If you really fucking killed my mom, just know I'm gonna kill you." I screamed as I burst of confidence ran through me.

He pulled his eyebrows together as he nodded his head taking in everything I said. But his pupils flared with anger causing me to become nervous and more cautious.

In a matter of seconds I found myself in his grasp as he held a cloth to my face, forcing my to inhale the chemicals. I squirmed in his hold but eventually stopped when everything around me became black.

5hours later

I looked around and noticed my arms and ankles were in shackles. The chains were so tight that there was blood seeping out of my limbs and I could see the bruises starting to form. I started screaming and panicking but all sounds came out muffled, that's when I realized my mouth was covered with duct tape.

My body started to sway a little making me realize I was in the back of a truck. But the space was larger and there are two large doors at the back so they must have switched cars.

What if they kidnapped me so they could kill me like they did my mom. Was this all a plan? Did they plan to kill her and take me?

I haven't seen either of them in years and then all of a sudden they appear when I'm going to rat them out. And why would they just randomly kill my mom and show up where I was? Why would Dylan have a cloth submerged in chemicals if it wasn't going to be put to use?

This makes no sense, all I've done is protect them, why would they want to kill her?

Why would they want to take me?

My head started spinning and my heart started beating out of my chest, that's when I became determined to get out of here.

I looked at my feet which were shackled to the trucks walls and immediately started pounding them on the doors, hoping they would hear me and pull over.

After screaming and pounding on the door for about 10 minutes the truck finally came to a stop. The doors flew open, revealing Dylan's unamused expression.

"What?" He asked as if I wasn't tied up in the back of his truck.

I attempted to say something but all they came out were muffed sounds, causing me to roll my eyes.

"My bad." He said as he ripped the tape off of my face causing me to wince in pain.

"I have to go to the bathroom." I lied.

"Can't you hold it?" He asked annoyed.

"No." I said as I flashed a fake, bitchy smile.

"You're gonna have to go on the side of the road." He said as he tapped on the top of the door.

"What? Fuck no I'm a girl, that's not ladylike." I said

"You cussing isn't ladylike either." He smirked.

"Dylan take me to a bathroom." I groaned.

"Well you're gonna have to wait until we come across a gas station." He said as he attempted to close the doors, but I stopped him.

"Wait, where's Justin?" I asked confused, I thought they were always together.

"Where do you think we're going? I had to come get you." He chuckled before he slammed the door shut.

If we're going to Justin I definitely have to escape because once I get there, there won't be any way out.