Broken

Chapter 2 ~ And The Process Begins

I woke up with my head in pain.

I felt even more pain on the top of my head.

Then I realized, I have blood in my hands.

My heart came to a halt and I looked around to see where I was. Wherever I was, it was somewhere dark.

I can tell I am still in the back of the van by the loud noise of the engine.

I tried to find a flashlight but it was too dark for me to see anything.

I could hear two men talking.

I could almost shape out their voice but there was something blocking it. Maybe a wall. Maybe a curtain. Whatever it was it didn't matter. My goal now is to find a way out of the van without them noticing.

Then I saw the back door of the van. Maybe they thought I could still be passed out until their destination and didn't even bother to lock it.

I tried to think of a way to open the back door of the van without making a sound.

But the person was driving the van so I knew that as soon as the open the door I had to jump and run.

I looked around the room one last time before I opened the back door.

I spotted a picture of the same moonstone bracelet I had on my wrist. But when touched my wrist, the bracelet my father gave me was gone. I know they took it. Probably to sell it at a Pawn Shop and get money from that. After that I knew I had to get that bracelet back. It was the last thing my father left for me and I wanted it back.

I ignored the idea of opening the back door and jumping and created a new idea.

I laid back down and pretended to sleep. I needed to get their attention so I made a noise of me waking up but after that I quickly grabbed something hard from the floor but couldn't picture what it was in the dark. It felt heavy so my plan was that when the man enters the back room of the van that I would hit the heavy object on his head and hope 'he' would pass out.

I heard him burst into the room and I quickly regreted it because I knew I wasn't strong enough. But I still had to go along with my plan because I had no choice.

As soon as he approached me I jumped up and attempted to hit him but as soon as jumped I knew I was too early and he grabbed my arm and said

"So you're Hayley."

I wondered what he meant by 'So you're Hayley.'

Does he know me?

Do I know him?

I couldn't picture his face in the darkness of the room so I just looked away.

"Give me back my bracelet, I said nervously, It belongs to me."

"It belonged to me first." the mysterious man said.

And once again I regreted the decision of my plan.