Chapter Seventeen

The truck comes to a stop. Looking around, we were stopped in front of an old, abandoned factory. "Where are we?" Fear started taking hold, "Where have you taken me?"

The whole situation started making less and less since. When he stayed silent, I knew.

"Dustin, answer me."

"Why couldn't you have just stayed with me?" he sounded so calm and collected. It was more frightening than if he would have been screaming at me.

"Why did you have to go with him? All these years I have stood by you and been there for you, I have loved you. I do love you." he was glaring at me now. His hand shot out grabbing the back of my neck.

"Dustin, I understand going on. What have you