Mistakes

Black Vans are Dangerous

Vanessa's POV

I woke up in bed. I don't remember climbing into bed last night. Zayn probably carried me till here.

I saw a sleeping Zayn on my side. I didn't wake him up.

I got up and checked the time. It was 8:30. I usually woke up at around this time.

No one in the house was up yet. It was Saturday. I wanted to take a walk.

I changed from my pajamas to a tank top and leggings.

I wrote a note and left it on the kitchen counter.

I am going for a walk since the weather is good. I'll be back in about half an hour. - Vanessa

I wore a sweater on top of my tank top as it was cold outside. It was one of the jumpers which grandma knitted for me a couple of years ago. Unlike other people, I really like the all of the sweaters my grandma knits for me.

I put on my Nike running shoes and went outside.

I was walking along the pavement when I saw Mrs. Lanceburg waving at me from her window. She is an elderly lady. I got close to her when her husband, William, passed away a couple of years earlier. We had spent lots of time together.

I smiled and waved back at her and resumed walking.

As I was walking I saw a black van approaching me. I didn't pay much attention to it. I thought it was a delivery truck.

Some guy with black clothing stepped out of the van.

"Hey can you tell me where Mr. Anderson lives?" He asked.

"I don't know about anyone by that name." I said.

"But I know he lives-" He started. Someone kept a hand on my mouth. The guy dressed in black helped him get me into the van as I struggled to scream.

I caught a glance of Mrs. Lanceburg sitting in her garden, reading the newspaper. I tried to catch her attention by flailing my arms around, as much as I could. But she seemed unaware. And in this process my phone slipped from my hand to the pavement.

They managed to shove me into the backseat of the van. I was laying flat on my back. The guy who had asked me the for Mr. Anderson, took a seat in the front passenger seat and the guy who had covered my mouth was on top of me. He was wearing a black mask on his face. There was another person driving the van.

The guy on top of me got up and tied my my legs and arms.

"Leave me!" I screamed in agony. "Who are you?!". I was desperately trying to kick the door and the black paper sealed glass but it wasn't working.

"What a pretty face?" He whispered as he ran a finger on the side of my face.

He removed his mask. I looked at his face.

"You?" I whispered.

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A/N

Hey guys!

Happy New Year! 2015 has been great! Thank you so much for your love and support!

So a cliffhanger after a while!

QOTD - Who is the kidnapper?

Vanessa seems to be knowing the kidnapper. So you guys probably know this person a well. Tell me who you think it is!

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xNehax