Me and Marcus

Chapter 28

"Where were you headed off to tonight?" The unknown man asked going through my bag as I was tied up to a chair but my hands were free. He had threatened to pull the trigger if I didn't do as said. Tears already started earlier and I was afraid as fuck right now.

"My b-boyfriends house." I stuttered watching as he pulled out my wallet.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked seeing him pull out all of my cash and stuffing it into his pocket. He grabbed my phone ignoring my question.

"What is your boyfriends number? So you can call him and tell him you hit traffic. Say anything else and you'll have a bullet in you in less than 10 seconds." He said. I thought for a second and thought of a solution. My mom had made me memorize the police departments number. Obviously being the protective mother she is.

I told him the number and he stuck it up to my ear. I swallowed hard and took deep breathes.

"County police department." They answered.

"Hi Marcus! It's me Lola. I'm gonna be a bit late today." I said in my normal, happy voice.

"Excuse me ma'am?" The dispatcher  said confused. The kidnapper turned around to wipe his gun with a damp cloth and I struck.

"Sir, please help me, some guy took me, the address is 71 Birch ave, he's threatening me-"

"Ok ma'am we have somebody on the way." They replied and I sighed of relief.

"What the hell is taking so long?" The guy said turning around and I say up straight.

"Ok Marcus, see you later. Love you." I sputtered out and hung up. The guy took my phone out of my hand and slammed it on the table.

"Listen here bitch, you will do as I say, ask no questions, and make no sudden move. If you do any of that, you will get hurt, beat, or shot. Do you understand?" He explained running a blade of a knife across his hand, examining its sharpness. I nodded with my hands shaking. He stepped forward and slowly untied me. He jabbed me up and shoved me forward, heading towards the bedroom, remember when Marcus lived here. When were the cops going to get here???

"Strip." He commanded.

"W-what...?" I whimpered. I didn't want to do this. Not at all.

"What did I just fucking say? Strip before I stick a fucking knife in your leg." He raised his voice and I was startled. I slowly and weakly kicked off my shoes and pulled off my socks. I lets out cries as I did this because I knew what he was planning on doing.

"Hurry up." He said and I prayed to God the police would get here faster. Just as I was taking off my shirt a knock was heard at the door.

"Act like you don't hear shit." He commanded and I thanked God for answering my prayer.

"Open up!" A man voice yelled from outside the front door. The kidnapped grabbed me by the back of my neck and pushed me up against a wall.

"What did you fucking do on that phone call?" He asked holding me in such a painful way.

"I-I don't know." I calmly said. All of a sudden a smashing sound is heard and the guy takes out his gun from his pocket, still using a hand to pin me up against the solid and hard wall. He pointed his gun towards the door entrance, ready to shoot.

"Where are you sir? We got a phone call saying a girl was taken here." The police said as they walked around the house. You know, I thought the police might catch on and realize they shouldn't mention the phone call.

"What did you fucking do?"  He sternly asked pushing the gun up to the back of my shoulder. I took lots of breaths in such a small time and I tried to avoid an anxiety attack. The last thing I need was me on the ground all weak and feeling like I was drowning.

"Hands up!" An officer yelled as he bursts through the bedroom door. My kidnapper didn't move the gun away and I wondered if he understood english.

"I said hands up!" The police man said once more as he pointed his handgun at the guy.

"Take one more step and I shoot the girl." He threatened and I started panicking. Tears slowly dripped down my face and I wondered why I was chosen as the one to get taken. I never did another wrong. Why did I have to be put in this spot?

"Sir, put the gun down." The officer said slowly stepping forward and I could already feel the pain that was about to strike. Didn't he understand what 'take one more step and I'll shoot' means?

"I'm going to pull the trigger right fucking now officer. Come any closer, I swear I'll do it." He spit out and I closed my eyes and tried not to think of the pain this officer would end up putting me through. I was still pinned face up against the wall so I couldn't see much. Out of the corner of my eye I made out the officer who stood there until another policeman burst in and ran to tackle my kidnapper. Then all of a sudden my hearing when deaf. His grip loosened on me and I slowly looked around until a sharp stabbing pain was felt in my thigh. I clenched my teeth and looked down to see blood pouring down my leg. All I saw next was darkness.

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