Dark At It's Brightest

Chapter - 10 - I thought you were dead.

I needed to see him so bad. I decided to go and visit him, knowing it was a stupid idea. I waited for everyone to go to sleep and then I sneaked out of the house, sat into a taxi and went to my aunt's house.

I knew that he would be nowhere else but there. My aunt was the only family left that wasn't kidnaped. She was so close to us that when we needed someone to talk to, it was either my mom or her, so I trusted her no matter what.

We used to visit her every holiday.

I know what you're thinking right now. If your family was kidnapped and you didn't have anywhere else to stay, why didn't you go to her? Well if the answer isn't obvious already - I didn't want to drag her into this mess. All she knew was that my family was out of the country. I had already left her some messages from "France" telling her we were having a great time. Telling her I missed her. We never had really spoken in person after the incident.

I steped out side of the taxi and looked at her house. It brought so many great and painful memories. I remembered when we were little - me and my brother used to play hide and seek here. One time when he was looking for me I had hid in the bushes. My feet were bare like all the little kids liked to wear it back in those days. So I accidentaly stepped on a wasp and it stung me. I started to cry and my brother found me, he called my aunt and she took care of my injury. She was really sweet and she threated me and my brother like we were the centre of the earth. At that moment for us it felt like heaven.

I also remembered the time when I ran away from home and took my little brother with me. I don't remember why I ran away - teenage hormones maybe... Like the stupid little me - I didn't know where to go, so we took a cab and drove to our aunt's house. We explained her the whole situation. She understood me and my brother. She let us stay at her house (phoning our parents to let them know where we are) and in the next morning we went home calm and happy that someone understood us.

Well it wasn't exactly the best memories of her but they brought some tears to my eyes.

I went throught the gate door and sneaked through the guest room window.

Good thing this house only had one floor. I thought to myself trying to bring the second part of me inside of the house. It was much harder than it looked in the movies - especially with one - almost broken - anckle.

When I was finaly in the guest room the door suddently swang open and I could see my brothers silouete standing in the door swinging a basball bat in his hands. He switched on the light and his eyes went as big as two bowling balls. As soon as he understood it was me he run towards me and wrapped his arms around me in a big bear hug. I huged him back tightly affraid that he might disapear from my sight of view again. I won't let it happen again.

He backed away and looked me in the eyes. I put my finger to my lips motioning for him to be quiet so our aunt won't wake up.

"I thought you were dead. What happened to you?"

For a moment I wasn't sure what to say to him that would not make this situation even more complex so I decided to tell him the whole story...

"Well... When you were in the dining room eating dinner that day, I heard a noise. When I got downstairs you were already gone. I only managed to make a sound when a strange man came from behind me, grabed me and put a big hand over my mouth so I wouldn't scream. They tied my hands and draged me to a car. From the back seat I could see a van driving right ahead of us. The man who was driving told me you, mom and dad were there. I started to panic and shout, well...tried sence my mouth was taped shut. The man who was sitting in the passenger seat looked back at me and hit me in the head.

The next thing that I remember is that I woke up in a cell. There wasn't even a bed. There was just a toilet, a blanket and a loudspeaker. There wasn't even a sink....so much for hygiene."