I was running as fast as Usain Bolt himself and I felt really proud at that fact, that I didn't notice a person in front of me. 

Ohh nooooo......

"Shoot, I'm sorry." I said managing to get up quick enough and run.

"Uh...You literally ruined my dre..."

"I'm sorry but I'm quite busy now." I replied waving my arms frantically in the air, still running.

The van was gaining on me now and my heart was beating as if it would pop out from between my lungs. That was when I realized I was in a narrow passage and the van was lost. I felt like screaming out of happiness but as I nearly got caught doing that last time and being yelled at by an old woman was not so good as it seemed so I decided to keep my mouth shut.

After a few minutes in there, I decided to check if the van was gone and that was when I realized that the narrow passage that I was in, was actually a dumpyard. 

Ah, the dark sides of Paris. This is probably where I see myself in 10 years, but I never thought it would be in Paris.

"Excusez-moi, anybody in here? Hello?"

Oh shoot. No. No. NOOOO... God, please don't make this happen. I don't want those guys to see me here and take me back to their van.

I crouched to one corner hoping he wouldn't see me although there was nothing to hide me and there was only a 0.1% chance that I would escape from him.

I felt him walking towards me.

"Ah, there you are." 

I widened my eyes in horror but still remained crouched.

"You think you can get away from me like that after ruining my dress?"

What? Did I hear right? 

I turned my head slowly in the direction of where the man was standing and I was hit by all the emotions at once that I fell backward.

"Gosh, am I that scary?"

"Y-You, that guy who..."

"Yeah, the one you pushed and fell but left without apologizing."

"What? I didn't apologize? I said sorry, ok?"

He smirked. "That's what you call an apology? Well, we polite people usually buy them the thing that had caused all the chaos."

"WHAT? YOU WANT ME TO BUY YOU A DRESS? A FRICKIN' DRESS?"

He nodded, with that smirk still plastered on his face.

"Do I look like I have money?"

"No"

"They why do you even ask a person who was in America a few hours ago and some people kidnapped her and when she opened her eyes, she finds herself in a whole new place, being chased by two kidnappers and a guy who wants to you to buy him a dress?" I blurted out breathing heavily.

"Wait. You were kidnapped?"

I nodded my head.

Wow, now another stranger knows I was kidnapped. Ah, you're so great Em. Can't you just keep your mouth shut for some time? What can he do anyway? Soon, the whole world will know. It's not like I want to go back to see my step-mother, Ian and my sister anyway. Ian...I wonder if he's ok?

"Come with me." He said getting up, grabbing my hand.

"What, no? Leave my hand." I said taking his hands away from mine.

"And leave you to let you rot in here? No way. My humane mind will not allow that."

I looked down and sighed. He was right there was no way I was going to survive in a foreign land, knowing only bits and pieces of the language and especially with no money or a place to stay.

"Well, if you're not coming then I'll go." He said turning his back on me. 

"No wait, I'm coming." I ran to match up with his pace.