Mysteries in the Mafia

Chapter 4: Trapped

Let's recap what has happened to me. So first, I'm kidnapped by the Mafia, the reason I was told is sounds ludacris. Then I wake up in an unknown car with a woman I don't know talking to my mom. Next, Miss. Unknown, who I now know as Andrea, goes and gets me Wendy's, but while she was in the restaurant, I met the person who kidnapped me. He then proceeds to tell me that I was sold to him and that's why he kidnapped me. Like, who would believe that? Then, he takes me to a "safe house" and I make a run for it. I managed to make it to the police station. I was right outside then Andrea caught me and dragged me to an unknown place, which I'm currently at right this moment. Where is this place? I haven't got a clue. It's so dark in here I can't see a thing. I believe I'm on a mattress right now, but it could be a bunch of blankets, again I can't tell ya. I don't even have a window to tell if it's light or dark out! I tried to get up but when I went to get up, I realized I have been shackled to something. "Oh you've gotta be kiddin!" I yelled out in frustration. Was ruining my chances of escaping and having a normal life not enough? Now I'm shackled in a dark room. "Shhhh." I heard from the shadows. I knew who it was deep down but, I didn't want to believe it one bit. It was him. I knew it. He was sitting in the darkness, watching my every move like some kind of stalker. I sat there for a while, trying to get my eyes to adjust to the dark. Time passed by, how long? I'd guess a couple hours. I broke the silence, "Why can't you just let me go home?" I asked, crying. "Don't cry," he said, in a commanding tone. "If you would've just stayed in the car and waited for me to come out, we could be on a yacht making our way to the lake house. But nooo, you just had to run away." He said, at first in a serious tone that soon turned into him sounding like he was a child that was complaining to his mother. "You know you could have everything you've ever wanted, if you would just let me worship you." he went on. He got up and flicked on a lamp beside the bed. So I was on a mattress. He sat down on a beanbag that was sitting next to the lamp. That's when I took in his appearance. He looked distressed. His hair was more of a mess than the last time I saw him, his eyes were puffy and looked like he had been crying, or was about to cry. Was this the same man who kidnapped me?

He rubbed his eyes then he got up. He straightened himself up and looked towards me. "Since you like to run, you'll be staying in this room till you meet my mother." What? He's keeping me here? He looked at me with a cocked brow. He was nonverbally asking me if I'm okay with this. Of course I wasn't! " You can't do this to me!" I shouted. He seriously can't think that this is okay?! He sighed and left the room without another word muttered. I heard a soft click, indicating he locked me inside of here. He is seriously going to do this to me isn't he?