the life of ariel winters - jim chapman

Chapter 32: it was wonderful

Ariel's POV

This can't be happening to me. I'm just a normal, well kinda normal, person. Things like this don't happen to me. They happen on tv shows and movies. Things like this happen to other people. It shouldn't happen to me. But it is. This is real and it's happening right now. I am tied up in Chad's hotel room. I didn't know he was capable of this. This shouldn't be happening to me, right now, on this day. This isn't normal. What do I do? How do I get out? All they have to do is check the security cameras. We have to be on them. Why is it taking so long? What if they never find me? What if Chad finds out my secret? My life would be over. What if I don't see my dad again? Or any of my friends? Or Jim. Jim. He knows where I am. All he has to do is check every room on the fourth floor with the numbers 41 on the front. It should be easy to find.

"God, stop crying. It's getting on my nerves." Chad spits, sitting down his pocket knife he was sharpening. He cut up my arms pretty bad for telling Jim what floor. We are about to move is what he is saying since Jim knows the location. I can hear Carter Reynolds on the other end of his phone that he just picked up, stupid piece of trash. He's helping Chad do this to me.

"Sorry, I don't really know how to react. I've never been in this situation before." I say, but it's mumbled from the gag in my mouth. It's hard to breathe from all the hiccuping and the tears. I'm exhausted, dehydrated too. I just want this to end.

He gets up from the bed, clicking end on his call, and picking up some rope lying there. He walks over to me and runs his hand over my cheek. I involuntarily shiver, creeped out. I move my face but he slaps me.

"We need to go, now. So I'm going to untie you from this chair and if you make one move to run away, you will be no more." He whispers, running his knife up and down my arm.

I'm terrified. I don't know how to react or respond. I'm trying to act like I'm not scared but it's not working. How would anyone respond to this?

He starts to untie the ropes, my feet being untied first. I know what I'm going to do. I know what I have to do. He then slowly moves up to my hands. He then gently starts untying my right hand, watching me.

I have to do this. I have to get out. There's nothing else I can do. It's risky, very risky. He has his knife ready to hurt me. To do something if I even try to run away.

As the rope falls from my right hand, I push my knee up hard and it gets him right in the groin. I'm surprised with myself, I've only ever hit one person and that was Rachel. I should have thanked her for getting me away from him. It's all she has seemed to do.

I hurry and untie my left hand and get up from the chair. I pick up the knife he dropped and point it out at him, my hands shaking.

"Don't move. Or I will use this." I try to sound intimidating, but I'm so scared it's hard. I pick up his phone and dial 911. I still have the knife pointed at him as the phone rings.

"911, what is your emergency?"

"Hi, this is Ariel Winters. I have been kidnapped but I have gotten free somehow. I'm here with my attacker, Chad Murphy. I need help immediately. Hurry." I say fast, hoping to get it out. I hope she hears me correctly, I'm crying so hard I bet she's having a hard time.

"What's the address? Do you know?" The operator lady asks me.

"The JW Marriot in Los Angeles, California. Floor four, room 419." My voice is shaking, as I end the call. I set the phone beside me and slowly back away to get the duct tape and rope that is behind him.

Then there is knocking. Hard, loud knocking.

"If you move, I swear to god I will use this." I threaten, feeling not like myself at all. I'm holding a knife to Chad, as a few minutes before he was doing the same to me. I feel sick, my stomach and head throbbing. How could this have happened? Why is it happening? I know I won't be able to use this knife on him. But he doesn't need to know that. I just need to get out of here but Chad needs to be sent away, if I leave he could never be found again.

I slowly head over to the door, the knocking still loud and present. I look through the peephole real quick, my heart leaping out of my chest when I see who it is.

I swing the door open, my knees going weak and buckling. I fall into Jim's arms, him breathing my name over and over.

I look up at him and for that one second, I swear that I could look right through him. I could see everything about him it felt like. It seemed as if I could read all of his thoughts and know his heartbeat. It felt like I was apart of him. That time had completely stopped for us.

But it didn't.

I had dropped the knife when I fell into Jim.

I feel this weird pain in my back. My eyes go wide, I don't know what has happened. I've never felt like this before. I look down to see blood, dripping out of my side. It's staining my shirt, the red blot becoming larger by the second. I can hear Jim screaming. Lights start to blind my eyesight. I'm so confused.

My knees give way and Jim is holding on to me like his life depends on it. I hear more people coming into the room. I can feel something on my lips. I look up to see Jim kissing me, tears flowing out of his eyes. I kiss back as hard as I can but I'm weak. I'm so weak.

People grab me from all over, laying me down on a gurney. A paramedic shines a flashlight in my eyes. They put an oxygen mask on me. I can't move.

My thoughts swirl around the memory of the kiss. It was short, not all that extravagant, but it's the only thing that I can focus on. It was wonderful.

That's when it all goes black.

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A/N

okay this was really fun to write not gonna lie. super suspenseful and ahh they finally kissed !!! the book is almost done :) just a few more chapters to go.

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