Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Allison was hauled up the abandoned building by Chris's crew. Heights weren't her thing, and the higher they got, the more her legs felt like jelly. This half- finished concrete and steel giant had no railings on the stairs, and up top, there wasn't a safety feature in sight. Step by shaky step, she climbed with Chris's

guys.

In her mind, she ticked off the floors. They came to a stop on the twenty-sixth. The guys holding her paused too.

"What time is it?" Chris asked, sounding almost bored.

"Chris, it's seven-forty," answered the man who had snatched her the night before. She hadn't caught his name.

When he got the time, Chris raised an eyebrow, turning to Allison. "You really think... Joshua's gonna come solo to rescue you?"

lips together, eyes dropping

"Relax, if you're that into him, I could set you two up

kept her head down,

getting antsy. "I'm talking to you, can't you hear?" He suddenly grabbed

shoved her hard.

knees hit first. The sharp pain drained the color from her face, her features twisting in agony. Her upper body followed, her face

She just bit her lip, riding out the

her teetering near the building's edge. Peering down from the twenty- sixth floor, her fear of heights made her vision spin. She squeezed her eyes shut. "Cat got your tongue?" Chris laughed, almost amused by her

kicked over a metal drum nearby. The clanging