Breathe

Can't Take It Anymore

I woke up to a killer headache and pain all throughout my body. I wasn't in the room anymore. I was in a basement? I really don't know. I'm tied down to a chair and I have never been so terrified in my life. Why didn't they just kill me already? Did they like torturing me? Why did they even kidnap me? Did I do something wrong? Ok that last question is stupid. I have never done anything wrong. I have always helped people. I have done donations, fundraisers, charities, marathons, helping the homeless, and even helping little kids. Yea I have been to a couple of parties without my parents knowing but hasn't every child done that.

I know for a fact that I only have 2 choices. 1. I can escape and go home. Or 2. They are going to kill me. I really want to go home but every time I do, I just can't. These maniacs are always one step ahead of me. I need to be one step ahead of them this time. I AM GOING HOME! I can't take this anymore.

As I was trying to find a way to get out of this rope, I heard a deep, gruffy, voice.

"Scream if you want. No one is going to hear you." The man said with an smirk plastered across his face while walking over to me. "You shouldn't have to of escaped. I was wanting to keep you alive a little longer thinking you would actually cooperate and wouldn't be like the others before you. But all teenage girls are the same. They want to go home to their little mommy and daddy. I will tell you right now, you are never going home. You will never see your precious little family again. You are going to die............but........... I want answers first." The man said while walking around me in circles with a knife in his hands playing with it.

He looked scary. He was dressed in a black t-shirt with holes in it with leather pants. He had tattoos everywhere and had a beard. He was bald headed and his brown eyes looked black. He was tall, big, and bulky. He had a deep low voice and he had the tear tattoo under his eye, telling me he has been to prison and had killed somebody before. He put the knife up to my face.

"Now, you are going to answer me." He said with an evil grin, "Or you are going to have to deal with the consequences." He walked over to a table and got some tools and then walking back over me sitting on a stool in front of me.

( Tiger=The Man, Haley=Haley)

Tiger- "Why were you at your house the day we went there?"

Haley- "Cause it's my house. I can do whatever I want."

Tiger- "No you were supposed to be at your brothers college. Why were you at home dammit?!?"

Haley- "I didn't go because I was supposed to go to my friends house." I lied.

Tiger- "Oh really .......because that's not what your precious little boyfriend said." Catching on.

Haley- "What boyfriend? I don't have one." What is he talking about?

Tiger- "Oh.......... you know............ the one you punched in the face."

Haley- "I never hit anyone in the face." Is he talking bout Lance?

Tiger- "Lance wouldn't lie to me."

Haley- "Why were you at my house?" Shit Lance! Why did you tell him?

Tiger- "Taking back what's mine."

Haley- "And what was yours that we had?"

Tiger- "I used to work with your dad. We used to rob places together and blame it on others. We were detectives. We could frame anyone but that last time, we robbed a bank. He got the money. He took the car and he left me for the cops to show up. He told them that it was me. He framed it all on me but I'm not the one who killed that worker. That girl was probably in college still. She screamed he stabbed her multiple times and killed her. She was just locking up the place. I went to prison and he got away. He moved and got a new job and a new family with all the money he stole. Half of it was supposed to be mine. We didn't get anything from there but we got you. I thought why not you mean more to him than money. So that's why I took you. You are going to give me answers to sabotage his life and I will give you back.............. but make sure you tell him Tiger took care of you."