An Abduction?

Chapter 2

After my snack or whatever, I'm taken back to the room I started in. Only I'm alone now and sitting on the bed I woke up on staring at the floor. I think of all the things that's happened and all the things that might happen. I think of the guy, trying to figure out who he is. I don't understand any of it. How could I trust him to easily, who is he? Have I met him before?

My thoughts are paused by the clank of my glasses falling and shattering. I didn't even notice them slipping. Wow. I get off the bed, not even caring if I stop on the glass. I step over the glasses apparently and walk to a wall. I don't lift my head, I just stare at the floor. Then I go to my left, stop at the corner and sit after turning around. I pull my legs to my chest and lean on the wall, eyes open and blank along with my expression and stare off into the room. I barely blink. I just sit, doing nothing. Not even thinking. I don't know what else to do. I just want to know what's happening.

Then the door opens. I finally move, to hide my face. I don't want to see or talk to anyone. Not unless they're gonna tell me what's going on.

"Hey Soph... Um, do you want to talk?" I hear the voice of the boy. I lift my head but keep my head down and shrug. "You talked earlier... You used to never talk... I remember you stopped right after your parents both yelled at you to shut up, that's the day they... Divorced... And left... H-how come you talk now?" He asks and I look up finally, confused.

"What are you talking about?" I ask and he looks at me like I'm crazy. Great. Another person to call me that stupid name.

"You don't remember?" He asks and I nod my head no, what am I supposed to be remembering? "Do you even remember me?" He asks and I look at him shocked. I know him?

"Who are you?" I ask and he looks upset, disappointed. "I'm sorry..." I say, looking down. Maybe everyone was right, maybe I am crazy.

"It's not your fault. You forgot, there has to be a reason for that... I just, I wish I didn't have to leave when I did. More than ever now." He says and I feel worse. It is my fault, I probably got into something the day before... When I woke up with nothing but the memory of aliens taking something from me, leaving me alone for good. That's how I knew aliens were around. That's when people started calling me crazy. And the last thing I remember hearing was a voice yelling at me, promising to come back. I didn't get it then. I still don't get it.

"If... If you knew me then... Who were you... To me, I guess?" I ask.

"Um... Best friend? That's what you said. Or well, wrote on your drawings of us. But um... Yeah." He says, wait. He was going to say something else.

"But what?" I ask and he looks away.

"Nothing." He says, his voice sounding hurt and secretive. Liar. I sigh and get up.

"Well, why am I here?" I ask, maybe I'll finally know what's going on.

"Because I promised I'd come back, but I can't. So I... Did something similarly different." He says, chuckling after. Wait. That was him? He was what was...

"So... Your the one that was taken away...?" I ask, my heart aching. I should have done something.

"I wasn't taken... I left, I had to. I apparently am the ruler, or the son of the previous one. I had to go." He says and my heart shatters. He left me? After everything I went through and he still left me? He couldn't just take me with him? He left me so I could go through being called crazy, being hurt everyday alone? I apparently was so hurt I couldn't even talk, and he still left me? How could he do that to me? Why did he leave me alone? I cried for weeks, I still cried and I tried and tried to warn people.

"Why...?" Is all I can muster, barely even a whisper. And I look up at him with a tear stained on my cheek and he looks so hurt but I don't care. He hurt me way more. But he doesn't answer. He doesn't know exactly what I'm asking or he doesn't have a good enough reason. But I don't care. I'm done here. I stand up and I walk past him at a fast pace, I walk out of the room, I walk by tons of people. I don't want to be anywhere near him or any of these people. I just want to go home and forget any of this ever happened.

And with that thought, my head begins to ache worse than it ever has and I have to stop. I hold my head and put as much pressure on it as I can. It hurts so much, my eyes don't want to open and if they do all I can see is blurriness. I stumble, trying to make myself walk some more but I trip. And I'm caught. I force my eyes open, only to find those same blue ones that I now wish I'd never have to see again. I wish I could forget them. And then all I see is black, pure nothingness. It's almost like I'm asleep but I'm not. I can still hear and feel everything. I feel him carrying me away, I hear each step he takes. I hear all the others stop talking and clear out of his way. I hear his breathing, his heart beat. And then I feel pain. My body hits something big, cold. And then I hear someone fall. We're both on the ground. And I can hear his silent sobbing. I can hear it so well that it hurts. I'm slowly picked up when I see all my memories flash back at me with no mercy.