Taking Flight- chapter four

"Leave him alone! Don;t hurt him please! What do you want?!"
"We wont hurt him, if you come with us. Silently." Then he turned to Adrian. "She gave up her freedom for yours. Go tell the Archangel that we have her. Better hurry." Then gave him a cold smile. Another person came up behind me and threw me over his shoulder. Adrian scrambled to his feet and started to run away, but turned to look at me one last time. He mouthed "I will be back to get you." then ran off again. I started to punch the back of the person carrying me, but they just bound my hands. I tried shouting for help, but no one was around so i shut up. But of course, I just ended up crying.
One of the people growled.

Will you tape her mouth shut? Its getting annoying."

"Wish i could. No tape though. We're almost to the van." I started kicking.

"You said 3 days! Its only been three hours! Lemme go!"

"We were joking. It was to give you hope that you could escape. So no."

"I'll get out one way or another! So help me!" I started struggling again. "Gabriel will come for me!"

"Shut up!" the first man growled. "Good. We're at the van. Toss her in the back."

"I'll be happy to." The second man said. He threw me in the back and unbound my hands.

"Ow..." he smiled and slammed the door. I rubbed my wrists. "Jerks." It felt like hours on the bumpy roads. And then i heard the voice. It sounded frantic.

"Catherine! Can you hear me? Answer me!"

"G-Gabriel?"

"Thank the heavens! Why did you go off campus?!"

"Adrian told me it was safe."

"You still should have stayed. Are you ok? Are you hurt?"

"Not hurt. I'm scared and hungry. What do they want with me?"

He hesitated. "I don't know. But w-"

Man one said "Shes trying to communicate!"

Man two "Stop her! we can't have anyone snooping!" then a pushing sensation and he was gone. I started crying again.

"We're here." Man one said 2 hours later, or that's what it seemed like. I huddled in to a corner hoping they wouldn't see me. The door opened and light spilled in. They found me anyway. Man two grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. Again.

"Help! Help me! Please! Anyone!" and then another guy showed up (are there any girls other than me?). He had sandy hair and red eyes. He looked like a surfer and had the tan too. He smirked like he had won the lottery.

"Welcome to my house. My name is Azael."