Chapter Twenty-Four

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Chapter 24

My head was pounding; it literally feels like someone has a hammer to my head. I want to scream out in pain but I can’t, not because I was too scared too, well yes I am scared but I can feel something on my mouth. I prise my eyes open, my eyes dart around but nothing. The room is pitch black; I squint a little but nothing. I can’t even see the outline of anything.

I try to move my hands but they have been restrained behind my back so I try my feet but no luck. Where the hell am I? Where is Jake? What happened? All these questions are spinning round in my head, no wonder I have a headache. All I remember is the phone call and then the alley way, oh god. I’ve been kidnapped.

Suddenly everything becomes so real. This is really happening to me. Fear bubbles up as I hear the turning of a lock then a click. Bright light pierces through the small slit of the door; I hiss swiftly turning my head to the side squeezing my eyes shut. Even though my eyes are shut, I can tell the door is wide open or a light as been put on due to the fact it seems lighter through my eyelids.

A light chuckle fills the air before the door is slammed shut and everything seems to have gone dark again. My breathing hitches in my throat as I feel the heat of someone from behind me, I don’t dare open my eyes, not wanting to see the monster that has trapped me here.   

“I’ve been waiting a long time to see you all tied up” A dangerous voice purrs into my ear. Wait I know that voice. “Look at me when I speak to you”

I didn’t want to; I didn’t want to look him in the eyes. I didn’t want him to see how scared I was but most of all I didn’t want to look at him. A sharp sting hit my face making my eyes pop open and a gasp leaving my mouth. I wanted to so badly bring my hand up to my throbbing cheek but I couldn’t. Tears brim my eyes threatening to escape; I had no choice but to look at him.

I noticed that the room was now lit up from a single bulb hanging down from the grey cracked ceiling which I’m surprised is still in one piece. It looks like it would crumble at any moment. The room was small and plain just white dirty wall and a wooden floor that was in desperate need of a clean.

My eyes fall upon his cold hard stare, he watched me take in the room, watching my every move. I wanted nothing more than to escape his line of sight as well this place.

“You should know by now to do what I” he smirked at me, still he had angry glint in his eyes.

“What do you want?” I squeaked not coming out as strong as I wanted. Noah just laughed, he actually just laughed.

“You” was all he said, I struggled on the wooden chair I had been sat on trying to break free. Noah just watched amused as I tossed and turned trying to break the bonds holding me hostage.

“But why? I haven’t done anything wrong!” I growled frustrated.

“No, you haven’t done anything thing wrong ‘Marie’ but your family has wronged me and I don’t like people trying to make a fool of me” He snapped back, though I didn’t realise that when he said my name well he more like spat it out as it was poisonous.

“They didn’t even know you till we met you the other week!” I was confused; we had never met him before so how could my family have wronged him.

“Not this family, but your real one”

“Then we haven- Wait what did you say?” what did he mean real family? They are my real family! I’m starting to think Noah escaped from a mental home.

“Are you deaf? Not the family you are with now but your real family” This time Noah spoke gently, as if he was breaking some sad news to me.

“I have really no idea what you are talking about!” I was growing frustrated with all of this; I just wanted to go home.

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