Tamara Sanchez

you your med-meds, right?’ ‘No.’ I said, a panic bubbled-up in my chest. ‘No, don’t you dare. Isn’t that like medical endangerment or something? Just let me go instead.’ I pulled on my bounds, hoping something would snap or break. Miranda got a plastic syringe and a brown flask from the bedside table. She unscrewed the lid and put the tip of the syringe inside to suck the drug into the plastic. ‘Why?’ I asked. ‘Why are your doing this? How is this going to help you get back together with Nick? Like...I... Is that what you want? Let me go and I’ll promise to break-up with Nick, I mean he’s a nice guy and all but he’s not worth being kidnapped for.’ ‘Ssh.’ Miranda patted me on the head. ‘I already