My Psycho Kidnapper

Chapter 4

As I woke up, my head was throbbing making it hurt real badly. I couldn't tell if it was day or night as my cell was sealed up.

I went to move my right shoulder as I felt pain, remembering I got shot there. I looked at it and it seemed as though they patched it up as there was a bandage covering the bullet hole. At least they were nice enough to do that.

I started examining it more as I heard my cell door opening revealing another guy. He came over to me but I still had my hands behind my back, and I was on the ground, so I was at a slight disadvantage. He pulled me up off the ground and started moving me out of the cell. Were they letting me go? I thought.

"You've been out a few days, but now that you've awoken Mark would like to see you," he said. Spoke too soon. I've seriously been out a few days? Dang, I started getting nervous though, I had no idea what Mark was planning for me, and that thought terrified me. I had to get out of here, I can't go to him, I thought as my stomach growled making me really hungry.

"There's going to be food there also for you," he said, like he was reading my mind. I had to think of a plan quick, as I felt like we were getting closer and closer to Mark.

I looked up at the guy who was standing on my left side; he was looking straight ahead, perfect. I stepped on his foot with all the strength I had, and he yelled in pain.

I threw my left elbow and hit him in the face catching him off guard. I grabbed the gun while he was down and shot him. Another lesson my dad taught me; if you kill someone make sure there dead before leaving them.

I then started running down the halls trying to find an exit in this maze like place. I heard the shouting of other guards and knew they were catching up to me.

I ran faster and as I turned the corner, I bumped into something hard. I felt hands go on my arms, and looked up to see a guy standing there holding me in place.

He had brownish-blonde hair and eyes as green as emeralds. He was really tall maybe 6' and he looked around my age. To say the least he looked gorgeous. He looked down at me with confused eyes.

That's weird, shouldn't he be yelling at me or taking me to see Mark. But instead we just stared at each other. The connection we had was broken though as I was pulled back by other arms, knowing the guards caught up to me. I was trying to get free from their grasp but they had me good this time.

"Guys what is going on!?" Said the mysterious green-eyed guy.

"None of your business Andrew just go back to what you were doing," said another guy.

They then moved me into the direction of where I'm guessing Mark was. Leaving the guy named Andrew perplexed as to what was going on.