Flying with Sparrows

Chapter 2- Took

Chapter 2- Took

My mind drew blank and I felt as if fear was gripping me in an iron hold. It must have been an accident, right? I could just ask for them to pull over and I could just walk, it would be better than staying in here. I swallowed the dry lump in my throat and  built up the courage to speak.

          "Excuse me, can you please pull over? You can stop right here." I asked in a frantic voice. My patience was slipping away by the second and I wanted out of this car as soon as possible. I had a gut feeling that something bad would happen if I didn't...

          "I'm afraid I can't do that, principessa." Magnus replied in a husky voice, and I suspected the last word he said meant princess, which I wasn't tolerating. I started breathing fast and heavily, slowly losing my sanity. This couldn't be happening. Every time I watched a kidnapping movie, I never thought it would happen to me! Why would they even kidnap me? I'm not even that pretty!

          My hyperventilating increased and the twin sitting on the right of me chuckled. Tears were forming in my eyes and I tapped my fingers together anxiously. Why was he laughing? This situation wasn't even a bit humorous. A whimper escaped past my lips when I suspected something. Was everyone in the car all in on the kidnapping? My face paled and I took a few deep breaths.

         Even if they were or not, it didn't matter. It was up to me if I would let them follow through with taking me wherever they wanted with their twisted minds. It was either sit here and cooperate, (which was the safest option), or try and jump out the car door onto the road. There weren't many other options than that. I needed to be smart to get out of this. I'm wasn't going to sit here and be one of those stupid characters in horror movies.

         But then I remembered that I had my phone with me, and my face lit up with relief. I tried to slow down my breathing and take my phone out of my pocket as non-suspiciously as possible. I slid my left hand slowly against my side to reach into my bag, and I succeeded. I leaned farther away from the Italian man sitting to my right and hid my phone in my ripped hoodie sleeve.

          When I was sure that nobody in the car could see my actions, I sneakily pressed the home button, but to my suprise, it didn't turn on. A loud whine filled the silence in the car and all my hope was gone. I forgot that my phone was on two percent! Of course my phone dies when I need it the most. I cursed at my luck.

          All the men in the car turned to look at me except for the driver, of course. Shock made its way onto their faces when they looked down at my cracked phone. I quickly pushed it farther up my sleeve and pretended that there was nothing there.

         "Grab her phone!" The man with glasses ordered Carlos, who was already trying to reach for it. I backed up as far as I could into the car door and got ready to scream, but then remembered I had to think safe. I calmed down and he snatched my phone away. They could have it for all I cared, it was already dead and broken. I sneered at their ignorance.

         Carlos inspected my phone, trying to turn it on, but then realized it was out of battery. Even after that, he kept trying to open it somehow, like he didn't trust it.

          "It's dead, genius. She couldn't do anything with it." He sneered, turning back towards his twin. God, I was stuck in a car full of idiots! I had to get out of here, quick. It would be easier to get out now, rather than them taking me somewhere and locking me up.

         "So? It might've been alive, who knows! She could've ratted us out!" Orson, (who sounded like the smarter twin), rambled on. He dug through the bag of materials he brought in from the gas station and fished out a paper clip. He meticulously dug it into the right side of my phone and opened a little tray in my phone. My eyes widened as he removed the SIM card and threw it out the window. No way I'm getting that back now. I sighed.