Kidnapped

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I woke up late, school would obviously be closed for a little while. It's not like many people would show up anyway. Mat was gone, he woke up before me and left. I wanted to go downstairs and eat breakfast but I just couldn't allow myself to. It was as if I was a puppet being controlled by the almighty strings that the darkness in my brain was twisting around. My stomach begged for food, hell, my entire body was pleading for food. My mind wouldn't budge, I pinched my side to see if I was still a fat pig. Yep, no eating for me today. I wanted to get out of bed and go do something, go outside. But what was the point? It's not like any of my friends would be in the mood to hang out. So I stayed in bed. The time ticked by as I rotted in one place. I couldn't motivate myself to move for hours. All I wanted was to just stop existing. Not die, not fall asleep, just vanish for a little bit. The idea of being seen by anyone made my skin crawl. I eventually forced myself to get out of bed and go downstairs. Nobody was in the house, I checked my phone and saw that Mat had texted me that he and Steph were at the hospital with Mark. I decided that I didn't really want to and just stepped outside. I put my phone back into my pocket without responding.

An unsettling bout of normalcy hummed in the air.  It was a crisp fifty-something degrees and the sky was hidden by a gray blanket of clouds. It seemed so silent. The past day had been silent too, like the world was in mourning along with everyone else. I sat down on the front steps, fixated on the deadness of my surroundings. A van passed into the street and stopped right in front of the house. This was odd, but I wasn't especially concerned. I probably should have been. A feminine figure walked out in all black clothing, a ski mask, and a pillowcase in her hand. I tried to run back inside but the doorknob wouldn't budge, I had accidentally locked myself out. Before I got a chance to bolt, the woman had slipped the pillowcase over my head and twisted the ends around my neck, making it difficult to breathe. I used the best of my ability to yell but no one was around to hear. Not that they would have, because the lack of oxygen made it so all I could muster up was a measly whine. I felt my head get thick with fog...then it all went quiet.

I woke up surrounded by black brick walls. I attempted to move my arms, but they were tightly secured behind me with a heavy rope. My feet were bonded together with a pair of metal cuffs. All that I could make out were the walls around me, a rickety staircase that went up, and another chair that resembled the one I was tied to. That was all that the dim lightbulb allowed me to see. I wanted to scream, but there was duct tape to ensure that I couldn't. I started to cry. I absolutely sobbed for fifteen minutes. Whenever I cried like this, Mat was always right there to make everything better. But now he wasn't. I sat there for a total of twenty minutes before I heard creaky footsteps come down the stairs. The woman stood before me and dramatically pulled the ski mask off to reveal her disheveled face. She threw off the black beanie to reveal her frazzled red hair. Somehow in all of this, from the moment I had first harmed myself, I had forgotten about her. One of the few people left alive that were still out to get me. Audrey.

She painfully ripped the duct tape from my mouth. "Well well. We meet again, y/n. I bet you had forgotten all about me. Assumed that your father's story was finished. It may be, but it isn't avenged. That's my job. She villainously paced as she said this. "Why couldn't you just let him be f*cking dead? He is gone. Let. Him. Go." I angrily snapped. "Watch that snotty little mouth. Or you are in for much worse." She threatened. "You hated him. I always knew it. Why are you doing this?" "You're right, I hated that drunk b*stard." "So why are you trying to avenge him?" "Maybe I lied, this isn't about him. It's about you. I only ever stayed in it for YOU. I wanted to save you. I always did..."

Her eyes began to well with tears. I was confused. "So why DIDN'T you? Do you know how many nights I spent in pain from all of the beatings?" Tears began to swell in my eyes too. "All of those years I spent wishing that I was an orphan? All of the scar lines on my body that I inflicted because I needed to fulfill that craving for pain that he was no longer providing? Where were you? In his bed! That's where!" She looked at me, broken. "I didn't want it either. He beat me too. I never consented when he demanded that I sleep with him. I wanted to leave. I was desperate to leave. I stayed for YOU! Just for YOU TO RUN AWAY TO YOUR HAPPILY EVER AFTER AND LEAVE ME BEHIND! WE WERE IN IT TOGETHER! WHY DID YOU GET TO ESCAPE, NOT ME!?"  She broke down on the cement floor. "You really think this is that happily ever after that I always wanted? My problems aren't all fixed because I have two parents that actually love me. Do you think it was always my dream to cut myself, to starve myself, to hate myself, shall I go on?" "You got to escape him. Why did you have to escape me too?" "I never knew you were on my side! You never told me that he did those things to you!" "I WAS TRYING TO PROTECT YOU!" "IT WAS ALREADY TOO LATE TO PROTECT ME!" More bitter tears dripped off my face and onto my clothes. Luckily, I was too stubborn to sympathize for her. The reality was true. She kidnapped me. She snatched me from my own home, suffocated me, threw me in a van, and tied me to a chair. I tried to shift my legs and then I felt my phone move in my pocket. I wouldn't have enough time to call 9-1-1, she would take my phone first. "Hey, Siri! Text Mat, Steph, Birdseed, Nora, Mark, and Zach!" I quickly yelled. Audrey got up and grabbed it as Siri responded asking what I wanted to say. "Help! I've been kidnapped by a woman in a white van!" I yelled as Audrey took my phone away. Luckily, I was loud enough for Siri to pick up my request and text all of them. She threw my phone on the ground and pulled a gun out of her back pocket.

"I'll f*cking shoot you! You little b*tch! I'll end your sorry life, right here right now!" She pointed it at me. However, I was pretty sure she was bluffing. "Oh shut it, they already know. My parents, my friends, they all know. You'll just have a dead body on your hands to add to the charge. Child abduction is bad enough to have on your sentence, let alone murder." We were interrupted by an irritating siren on my phone. An amber alert. "Look at that, now the police are in on it. Along with everyone who has a cell phone in the state of North Carolina. What's it going to be, Audrey? Still dead set on shooting me? You can if you want." She looked back at the amber alert. She untied me from the chair and grabbed me. She dragged me up the stairs and out of the cellar. I had no idea where we were, just a random house in the middle of a random street. I bit her arm to break the skin so she would let go of me. I started screaming while running away from her. "HELP! MY NAME IS Y/N PATRICK! I WAS KIDNAPPED! HELP ME! HELP ME! CALL 9-1-1!" Some people came out of their houses and saw me running from her. They all recognized who I was from the amber alert and got on the phone with the cops, yelling at Audrey to stop. "Little f*cker!" Audrey yelled before shooting.

I ducked and rolled to dodge the bullet but she shot a few more. I had just narrowly missed the first few but my luck eventually ran out. One nicked my stomach, another ended up in my leg. I heard the clicking of the empty gun. She smiled evilly at the pain I was in. I fell to the sidewalk and clutched the wounds. The witnesses ran onto the sidewalk to help me. I heard multiple sirens of police cars and ambulances. Then, my head fell back onto the ground and I passed out.

A/N: sorry I've taken so long off, I had writer's block. But I hope this is worth the wait because I had no idea that this is where the story would go, and my god, this might be the best plot twist I have ever written. More parts will definitely be coming out soon! On another note, I am turning 14 today! That's pretty cool I guess. Anyway, bye everyone! Thanks for all of the reads and support!

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