A Letter 2 Years Late

Chapter 29 - Mom, Dad, I'm Your Daughter

My head was on fire, my wrist were killing me and I couldn't see a thing. For a second I actually thought that I was blind but then I realized, I had something over my head and my hands were tied behind me. Then I realized I was on a moving vehicle. Probably one of those white vans. Then reality finally sank in:

I've been kidnapped.

Normally this would be the time to start hyperventilating but that would be kind of hard with the bag over my head. I wondered if anyone was with me. Maybe my brother? Where on earth was this crazy man taking me?

"Is anyone there?" It sounded a lot like Fred's voice. Was everyone here?

"Yeah," I whispered back.

"Tressa! Thank god you're okay!"

Suddenly I felt the van come to a halt. I hear a door open and then slam shut. I could make out two voices talking but something was off.

"They're not talking in English," Fred said in a panicky tone.

"No, it's French," I replied. I struggled to listen to what they were saying while Fred mummbled on about using his wand to escape if he could reach it.

"How many are there?" It sounded like a females voice.

"Six," The man replied.

"There should only be two! What have you done?" The woman screeched.

"We ran into a problem. The children had friends with them. I could not let them leave and get the police involved!" The man growled. There was more arguing before I heard a slap and everything went quiet.

"Bring the two in, I want to know how much they know about their beloved parents. And make sure to take their wands away! We don't want to repeat what happened,"

"And the other kids?"

"Get rid of them,"

I gulped. What did the lady mean by get rid of them?

"What were they saying?" Fred asked. Right, I forgot that they were talking in French. Time to translate.

"I think they have my parents... And they are going to get rid of you guys. They only wanted me and my brother,"

"What are we going to do?"

Before I could answer, the van doors swung open and my bag was lifted off my face to reveal the sickening smile of my captor. He grabbed my arm with a steel tight grip and dragged me into what looked like a warehouse. I was placed in the middle of an empty room and he left, closing the doors behind him.

"Well, well, well, look what we have here. Tressa San Clare Bae in the flesh. You know I'll be honest, I thought you're parents would have kept their end of the bargain, considering the consequences were high. But here we stand, fourteen long and boring years later,"

I recognized the voice to be the females voice from early. She had a faint French accent when she talked in English. I looked around the room but I had no idea where she was hiding. But then she appeared behind me, tapping my shoulder with her wand.

I turned around and came face to face with a woman, about five five. She had blond hair tied up in a bun and wore a trench jacket with black high heels. Her lips were curved up in an evil  grin and she tapped her wand menacingly in her hand.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, but of course my question was brushed aside.

"And your brother, jesus I thought you were the first child but no, your parents had many more secrets. Too many. Now they have to pay for their sins. Oh, and their children will get what was supposed to come when they were born,"