Mistake - 31

“Let me go, you bastard!” I shouted, but surprise, surprise, Mike didn’t listen. Instead, he pulled me away from the clearing and through the woods. Mike dragged me through the brambles and brush. He didn’t slow until we reached a quiet residential neighborhood. Mike marched me over to a large red van parked across the street. He opened the door, shoving me towards it. I cried out as a couple of men grabbed my arms, ignoring my pain, and pulled me inside. Anna sat across from me with a satisfied, smug grin.

I couldn’t help myself. I had to ask the dreaded question. “Why?”

“Why not? Finally, all those years of listening to you whine have paid off,” she said, then smiled a sly, flirty smile at Mike. “I did well, right?”

Something in me shriveled and died at her words. She had been playing with me this whole time. All this time… “You,” I said through gritted teeth. Anger flooded through me and lept at her. As I grabbed a handful of her hair, I punched her as hard as I could. Anna screa