Oreo love

Kidnapped

Ellie's P.O.V.

The man who were choking me, started dragging towards a black van. Black dots stated to blur my vision.
The next I knew I were thrown into the trunk of the van. The arm around my neck was gone. I coughed and tried to breathe normal again. I was immediately yanked up by my hair. Before I even realized it someone put zip ties on my hands. I was throw onto the floor of the van again.
I heard the doors shut.
I looked around. Nell was lying beside me. I sat up. "Nell?" I asked her. She didn't reply.

Tears started welling up in my eyes.

I looked around in the van. There were no windows. In the left side there was a couple of wooden boxes.
I went to the wall next to the front seats. I tried to listen in on the conversation. "Get comfortable son, it's a long ride." I heard a voice say. It was male and adult voice. "Can go sit with the girl? I really like her. She's pretty." Another voice said. I recognized the voice. It was Oliver. If that was his real name. "Of course son, just wait until the next stop." The adult voice said. I froze. I didn't want him to sit here with me. "Ok, when are we stopping?" Oliver asked. "In ten minutes." The man answered. "Be patient" a third voice said. It was an adult male too but it had Spanish accent.

Then I got an idea. When they opened the door I would run. But what about Nell. Thoughts ran tough my head. Like a river with a strong current.

I was ripped out of my web of thoughts, when the car stopped. I heard steps coming closer. The car-door opened. Without even thinking twice I ran. There were no one else but my kidnappers. We were at the side of a deserted road. There was a forest next to it. "Stop!" They shouted at me. I looked behind me. They were only a few meters behind. There was no way I could run from them. My adrenaline rush was wearing off. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I ran a little faster. The next I knew I fell forward. I tumbled down a hill. I landed in a little bunch of leaves. My left arm hurt like hell. I stood up so that I could keep running. I heard a click. The click of a safety going of a gun. My blood froze. "Bad choice." The man with the Spanish accent said. The gun collided with my head, and darkness over took me.