Broken Wings (SAMPLE)

Chapter Four

Walking around London with the man that kidnapped me could have given me a million and one chances to get away from him. I could have told him that I needed to go to the toilet and tell someone what was going on. I could have run away from him screaming, rushing over to the two policeman that we had walked past. 

I didn't.

I was too afraid. Too afraid of what would happen if Shadow somehow managed to convince them that I was making it up for whatever reason because then I truly would be a dead girl walking. He would definitely kill me and I had no reason to believe otherwise. So I remained quiet, hoping that if I did then he may take pity on me and let me go. Or maybe that was wishful thinking.

Walking around, I noticed Shadow seemed a whole lot more happy and cheerful than he had back at his home. As much as I knew that was because he had to keep up appearances, I was glad he wasn't walking around with a permanent scowl on his face; it was terrifying. 

He had shown me around the tourist attractions such as Buckingham Palace, Big Ben and the London Eye. Though he wouldn't speak as we reached each one, I was glad he was showing me around. It meant more time outside where I was safe. However, with each tourist attraction he took me to, it only lead me to believe he had bipolar. Angry one minute and fine the next, it was confusing trying to keep up. He definitely wasn't acting like the average kidnapper because why would any kidnapper show the person they'd taken around? They wouldn't. They wouldn't do it because it would only help the person if they should ever escape as they would know what street was what so they'd know where to run to for help. 

Currently wandering around Covent Garden, I decided to ask. 

"Why are you doing all this? Showing me around and being... nice?" 

"I'm not stupid. Being my usual self would attract attention, too much in fact." He looked amused by his own words but I didn't call him out on it or even ask him to elaborate because I didn't think it was anything worth knowing. 

"Are you ever going to let me go?" 

"That's for me to know." He stated, his tone changing, signalling that would be the end of conversation. 

I didn't drop it though. I wanted to know, I needed to know.

"Why did you even take me?" I asked, annoyance spread through me in waves. I wanted answers and I deserved them. "I mean, I have literally nothing to offer you and you have nothing to gain by taking me. I have little money, if that's what you're after and you know I don't have a home so if you're trying to get ransom money, you're shit out of luck there too considering my dad wouldn't care. So don't you see? You've nothing to gain from this so please, I'm begging you, let me go!" 

Unwanted tears filled my eyes but I blinked them back, I didn't want him to see me cry. I hated crying in front of people, it made me feel weak. 

Shadow frowned upon, mulling my words over in his mind. I wasn't sure what part he was dwelling on the most and I didn't want to ask him, in fear that it would lead to questions that I just didn't want to answer. Not now, not ever.

Thankfully, he didn't ask me anything about what I'd said, though he did tell me that I wasn't going anywhere and that he had his reasons for taking me. What those reasons were, however, he wouldn't reveal to me. Whatever they were though, they had better be important. 

"Are you going to kill me?" I asked, hesitantly. I wasn't sure why I wanted to know because knowing was only going to make me feel even worse but a part of me had resigned myself to the fact I probably would die.

"If I was going to kill you, would I really heal you?" He asked, a pointed look on his face as he glanced at me.

"Heal me? What are you-" I cut myself off, eyebrows furrowed as the realisation came to me like a slap in the face. Amidst everything that had happened in the last 24 hours, I had completely forgotten that I wasn't in any pain anymore. I wasn't sure how it was even possible to forget something like that, when I had been so used to having to take careful steps in order for me to walk without causing further injury, and yet that is exactly what happened. I forgot about the fact I was no longer in pain."How did you do that?"