Tess' point of View:
"Where are we going?" I ask, hoping to get some answers out of my guarded abducter. "Do you always ask this many questions?" He asks, clearly irritated, stopping the car at a red light. I need to think of at least one question and hopefully get at least an answer to.
"What's your name?" I ask him. I've been wanting to know the answer to this for quite a while.
"Harry," He says, turning to look at me for a second before looking back at the road.
I nod, staying silent. Moments after an awkward car silence, we arrive at an airport. Oh no. Harry gets out of the car after parking, opening the trunk and grabbing a suit case, before helping me out of the car. No. I can't do this. I can't leave the one place that I call home. I don't even know where we're going. I try to take a deep breath to calm down, but my heart is on fire. My parents, my brother, my friends. I want to have hope but I know in reality, I will never see them again. I know that it's too late.
"You open your mouth, and I swear I'll blow your fucking brains out," Harry warns as we enter the airport; entwining our hands and holding my hand tightly.
There has to be something I could do.
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Harry and I board the plane, sitting in first class. "I have to go to the bathroom," I tell Harry, lying through my teeth.
"I'm taking you," He says, groaning as he stands from his spot and letting me pass.
"Harry, please, can I do something on my own?" I plead, holding back all of my anxiety.
He stares at me for a second, before reluctantly agreeing and sitting back down. I mentally cheer, racing to the back of the plane by the bathrooms. A flight attendant is standing by the bathroom and my eyes widen.
"Hi, I'm sorry, I was wondering where this plane is going to be heading?" I ask her and she smiles. "Hawaii." What? No.
"Please, listen to me, miss. I was taken-" I start and an arm wraps around my waist.
"Hey, baby," Harry's voice soothes, but I sense his anger; how tense his body is next to mine.
"Hi," I force a smile, knowing that I'm going to be in trouble later.
"You two lovebirds have a great flight," The flight attendant grins before heading off.
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serial killer / hs
FanfictionI cannot escape I cannot hide I lock my thoughts and fears inside. I look again, and now I see The evil eyes approaching me. My legs are ripped; my arms are torn My conscience weak; my soul is worn I think aloud, "Why must this be...
