Alex's Wolves

Chapter 7

It was my first and going to be my last day in captivity. I woke up and immediately remember what had happened, it all rushed back. I curled myself up into a ball underneath the blankets on the bed I had slept on. I wasn't ready to face whatever was waiting for me outside that door. For all I knew there could be a bunch of criminals just lying in wait. Actually technically anyone who knew about my kidnapping was an accessory to the crime so anyone I saw out there would be a criminal. Way to boost my confidence!

I stayed in my cocoon of blankets and ignoring my problems for most of the day and but just when I thought I had gotten through the day without any contact from Jamie and whoever else inhabits my prison, there was an insistent knock at the door.

"Um, Alex," called an unknown voice through the wood of the door, "my name's Kathryn and I was just wondering if you wanted some food, I mean you've been in there all day and I wanted to make sure you were alright."

Without emerging from under the blankets I stuck my arm out and felt around the bedside table for something heavy. My hand grasped a lamp and with all my strength I threw it at the closed door.

"I'll take that as a no..."

I heard the retreating steps of Kathryn and was just glad that I hadn't had to talk to anyone but her visit had woken me up and I could no longer find refuge in the blankets, my feet were too hot, so I quietly climbed out of bed and decided to investigate the room.

It was nothing special, a double bed with bedside tables on either side; there was a door to the bathroom and another door to what I assumed to be the cupboard. As I was looking around the room I saw a crack in the floor by the window, it had attracted my attention because of the stream of light that shone through it. I quickly kneeled to the ground and placed my eye to the hole. I could see into the kitchen where a girl and two guys were sitting and talking. I decided that what they were saying was going to be more important than what they looked like so I exchanged my eye for my ear and listened into their conversation.

"What do you mean she didn't want anything to eat? She hasn't eaten all day." One of the two guys questioned

"When I asked her she threw something at the door, it sounded heavy and she seemed pissed so I though better to leave it than infuriate her even more." The girl you I assumed was Kathryn explained

"I don't understand why Jamie took her in the first place, I mean, yeah she's attractive but I wouldn't kidnap her." said guy 2

"It has something to do with the prophecy, that's all he told me." After Kathryn finished her sentence the guys were silent. Obviously this 'prophecy' was of some importance.

I heard the door slam downstairs and someone stomp into the kitchen, Kathryn and the guys stayed quiet.

"Kathryn, did you feed her? Has anything happened since I've been gone? Does she need anything?" Jamie was rapidly firing questions at the overwhelmed Kathryn.

"I asked if she wanted food and she didn't seem to be hungry."

I could hear Jamie pacing back and forth like I had the previous night then there was a crash of something breaking, I couldn't understand why he would be so angry, wouldn't he be happy that I wasn't using up his food?

"We need her alive and she will eat even if I have to force feed her."

I quickly retreated from my only connection to my captors' lives and back to the bed back underneath the covers listening to Jamie's approaching footsteps. The click of the lock alerted me to just how chose Jamie was and the creak of the opening door cemented my fear. I was afraid, his rapid change of mood the previous night along with my kidnapping confused me but I still felt something for him but I didn't think it was Stockholm Syndrome, not that I knew that much about it. Just those last 24 hours had confused and terrified me.