"His name is Mario." Dante said, pointing to a big fat rat eating cat. He looked intimidating, you know...for a cat. Dante picked him up and place him in my hands. Mario was soft and squishy. I just wanted to hug him to death!
I snuggled Mario close and followed dante over to a farm hand. "Micheal, keep her intertained, don't let her leave. This is the girl from the plan, keep her safe and happy." The boy looked up, leaned on his rake and looked me up, looked me down. "Well, what's in it for me, Donny?" Dante sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
"I'll give you two candy bars and a ring thingy. Sound like a deal?" The kid looked like he was thinking, but I could tell that he was already sold. The kid had a really lazy voice, like when you're really bored and you just want to change your voice to so you have some fun. It was annoying.
"Well, shoot Donny, I'll do it!" They shook hands and Dante gave me a light pat one the back to tell me to go over to the what looked to be, ten year old kid. I reluctantly stumbled over and gave him a quick sneer. "Hey now, be nice and I won't beat ya with a rake." I stuck out my tounge and replied with a snobby sounding voice, "You're what, three now? Kid, I can so take you."
He glared at me and hit me really hard in the knee with the top of his rake. "Ow,you little brat! I'm gonna tickle you until you pee and make you sit in it!" He laughed at me and I watched Dante make his way across the yard.
I tackled the kid and started tickleing him with all my might. He screamed and squealed and kicked! "I warned you!" He was laughing so hard, like he's never been tickled before in his life. Before I knew it I was the one being tickled, I was having a blast and the time of my life. "Uncle, Uncle!" I wailed, scooting back towards a stall door.
"Ha, I win!"
"Yea, that's right, you won kid." I smiled softly at him and ruffled his hair. My mother use to do that to me when we had a tickle fight, so I thought I could do it to the kid too. "The name's micheal, not kid." He was acting all tough, hands on his hips, nose in the air.
" Alrighty then, Micheal, how about showing me the rest of this farm." He nodded and pulled me to my feet. Soon we had gone over every inch of the main area of the farm. He said he couldn't show me the other half because he would get in trouble, but I pushed him on.
"Don't tell anyone about me takeing you in here please, Ebony?" I nodded; pushed him on a little faster. "This is Dante's area. Oh, he's going to get so mad at me!" I nodded then gave a little nudge, again.
"What's over here, Micheal, what's in this part."
"His horse. His prize posession."
It would be a real shame if I disapeared with him. I thought darkly, walking up to the stable door. When I looked in, there was a huge horse. He was strongly built. Very lean for that account. He has strong legs and an amazing shade of gray. His mane was pure white like snow and his tail was the same. On his butt was a patch of blue looking spots. He had that look in his eye of shere hate. In that light blue eye was a blood lust for revenge.
I had that too, it was over flowing in my bright gold eyes. I went to put my hand in, but Micheals hand grabbed my wrist. "Hey-"
"Don't, he'll hurt you. He won't let anyone near him. Not even Dante. I don't want to have to mop up your blood." I stared at him. I just stared at him, his eyes got a little biger, his little green eyes got big. Soon he released my hand and I placed my hand in the stable.
The horse glared at me and started to charge at my hand. He snipped at it when he got close, but I didn't even blink an eye. He watched me with those cool as ice blue eyes. A question rising in them. I bent over and placed my hand on his velvit nose.
The magnificent beast jumped a little then his eyes filled with understanding. "I want to ride him. Go get the tack and a lead. Now Micheal." I said his name in a smooth tone. He gulped and dissapeared. I stroked his nose while I was waiting. He gave a light snort then began nuzzling my face. Giggling I ran my hand down his neck.
He was so soft. I had nuzzled him back out of shere need of comfort. He whinnied loudly, stomping one foot. I spun around and saw Micheal with a saddle on a rolly thingy, bridle, with the reins attached, on the saddle and a helmet on his head.
I place my hand on the horse's chest and lightly push him back a little, opening the gate. I step in and Micheal hands me all of it. About fifteen minutes later I was stepping up on a fewbricks just so that I can put my foot in the sturup.
"Are you sure you can do that? He might rear." Micheal's voice waverd as he fingerd the lock on the stable door. I got situated in the saddle and the horse changed his weight onto a new side. "Open it, I'll walk over to the horse you'll be riding, with you."
"Fine, don't try and run, the Mario might go for the horse." We slowly made our way over to the bay mare Micheal would be riding. We both (I and the Horse) watched Micheal tack her up and climb up on here. She looked bored adn ready for a run. When she finally saw my horse her eyes went huge and she rushed to the stall door.
I felt my broad gelding move to so he looked strong, and taller. I scooted us over to so I can reatch the lock and pulled it open. The mare stepped out and I smirked at the boy. "What's mines name?"
"Leon. Suitable name isn't it?"
"Yea it is, catch me if you can!" I screamed and kicked Leon as hard as I could. We shot off like a bullet from a gun and I felt like I was flying. We turned and went through a crick, down a hill and across the valley, through a feild.
I let out a whoop as we passed someone pulling weeds in a garden. Leon suddenly stopped and let out an agravated snort. I bent up onto his neck to whisper some words to calm him down. Something grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me off the horse. There was a loud smack, Leon taking off...then a deep dark laugh. Sounded like Toms' laugh.
"Hey there girly, didn't think you'd be stupid enough to come out this far." He coo'd, wrapping his arms around my body. I was inmobile, I couldn't move. Partly from fear, partly that my arms were pinned to my sides. "Stop...no, let me go!" I whisper'd, shaking, stareing at the ground.
"You've caused me a lot of pain, you know that? That's ok though, I forgive you, as long as you don't scream so much when I'm cutting your flesh. Licking your blood. Leaving you newly scarred. " I started to pannic, as I was stareing at the ground I, noticed that I could easily stomp on his foot. I did, I stomped on it so hard that I heard crunching.
I ran, I ran as fast as I could. I wasn't in any sports when I was free, but I could run. I ran into the close by woods and hid in a hollowed out tree stump. It was getting dark and I shook so much that I could have sworn the tree was shaking too.
I fell asleep, I fell asleep scared, I would always be scared, always. At least until I was back home.
With my dad.
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Kidnapped at 14... Can I Go Home Yet?
Short StoryEbony had the nice life of having a basically rich dad, until she gets taken by a soscyopath and his friend. All seems fine in the beginning, but what about the middle and end? What happens there? Find out, laugh, cry, get angry. All is within here...
