The Enjoyment In My Kidnapping

Chapter 4: That Memory

I woke up still stuck in this disgusting basement. He is nowhere to be found and I feel like I have hypothermia but that might just be in my mind. I thought back to that night and I asked my self how he knew my name. I think back to when he took off his hat and sunglasses he looked pretty familiar.....Oh no that's why he looks so familiar and that's how he knew my name. He was one of my subs in school because my teacher has been out for awhile. I always thought he liked me he always stared at me during class and he left wink faces on my papers that I handed in. He wanted me to stay after school before but I didn't know why cause all my grades were good. But I can't say that I wouldn't want to stay after and see what would have happened. He comes down the stairs creaking every step he takes. The wooden steps were very old and rotted. Each step had pieces of wood sticking out on every side. He says to me "do u finally remember me Eliza?" "Yes, but why did u kidnap me?" I said confusingly. "I kidnaped you so we could be together, forever. Isn't that what you wanted?" He said. "No that's not at all what I wanted!" I screamed. "Well, that's not up to you now is it Eliza." He said staring right into my eyes. "Your not leaving until I saw so! Understood?" I nod my head slowly. He unties my hands and picks me up from the ground and shoves me up the stairs. I can here him breathing heavily behind me. I thought this was a good time to try to escape. So I kick him and I hear him groan and tumble down the stairs. I flung open the door and slammed it behind me and ran to the front door. There was so many dead bolts that I hade a difficult time trying to get out. I hear the door open and slam shut. I took a lamp and threw it threw the window and smashed it. I run over to jump out as he grabs my hair and pulls me down to the ground. He screams in my face "What was not clear with you staying until I say so?" Now the window is broken I screamed for help as loud as I could. He slaps me and dragged me back to the door, opens it and slams my fingers in it. He shoves me down the stairwell then shut and locked the door. I sit there once again in that cold damp cellar hoping that I will survive the night.