Kidnapped

Wheres rodger?

Me and carol started pacing back and forth trying to think of a way out until we heard sudden movement coming down the hall. We stood still until Rodger appeared with a gun pointing straight at us.

"Well well well, you two little shits just couldn't obey me, you!" He pointed the gun towards me "get away from the door now!" I immediately crouched down next to the sofa, this is it my life's over I thought to myself.

"As for you carol, you made the wrong choice, your now a witness and I just..just can't let you leave out of here Alive,....(he paused)that wouldn't be a good idea now, would it carol?" Carol immediately shook her head no, she was crying endlessly, sweat and tears running down her face pleading for her life.

"Please don't kill me Rodger I won't say a word" carol had said to Rodger. Rodger laughed historically. "I never really did like you carol I always knew how much of a selfish bitch you were!" He spat out. "Would you like to say any last words carol?" An evil grin was on his face while he held the gun stiff towards carol not moving an inch.

"You'll regret this you son of a bitch!" (Boom, boom, boom) three shots were fired leaving carol in a puddle of blood. I clenched onto my legs rocking myself back in forth, crying none stop. Rodger walked towards me "get the fuck up now!" He pulled me up my hair as I started screaming aloud.

"You know what Rachel your nothing but trouble, clean this mess up now! The cleaning supplies are in the bathroom" he spat at me. I immediately obeyed his orders, he still had the gun in his hand. I ran towards the bathroom and grabbed the supplies. Cleaning up carols blood made me sick. I felt as if I was about to vomit on myself.

Rodger grabbed the body to dispose of it. He opened the front door and dragged her out, shutting and locking the door behind him leaving me inside the house cleaning up piles of blood. I looked out the window and saw him walking down the dirt road. I ran to the kitchen and started fidgeting through the cabinets "there must be something in here" I had said to myself.

I looked under the sink and noticed a bucket, I pulled it out and noticed my phone resting on the bottom of the bucket along with the rest of my belongings. A little hope came back to me as I reached for it. Shit the phone was dead. I herd keys rattling on the other side of the door, I rushed and threw the things back in the bucket and continued cleaning the evidence.

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