Tangled Love

"Something must be wrong with the music..." Andy mutters looking around for one of the club staff to confirm the problem. The crowd begins to get restless and are now shouting angrily for the music to be put back on. The main club doors open all of a sudden, smashing into the walls on the inside.

Everyone silences and their heads immediately snap towards the bang, including mine and Andy's. My eyes widen in fear as six men dressed in black stand in the doorway, their faces covered with only their eyes on display. My eyes travel down to what they hold in their hands . . . guns.

I sit frozen to the spot in the corner, my eyes widening in fear. I feel every single hair stand up on my body and my hand instantly hovers over my bullet wound, almost protectively. My heart pulses erratically, threatening to break through my rib cage as I watch them point their guns at the crowd and shout at them to get down.

A few people scream and instantly drop, their hands covering their heads. Others stand rooted to the spot in fear, staring with their mouths wide open at the men with the guns.

walking forward threateningly with his gun raised high. He's the biggest from the group, his shoulders wide and his build heavy. The others seem to move on his command,

who stand shaking in their trainers and heels. They immediately drop

my mind and suddenly I'm back in that room again, chained to that bed. My lungs tighten as Jones hand wraps around my neck, forcing every breath out of my body. I wheeze and slap

weapons surrounding me. Eventually

"GET DOWN OR I'LL

seemed so far away from me chained up to

"Down!"

pushed down to the ground by my hands and Andy's fearful expression flashes in front of my face. His arm comes over my back protectively as I shiver