Kidnapped

Phonecall

"Hello?"

I sighed and felt like the whole world had been lifted from my shoulders. His voice. His beautiful voice that I loved so much. Oh, how I had missed him. It felt like it had been a thousand years ago since I last heard his sweet voice. In reality it had only been two weeks and one of them, I had slept through.

I held my phone tighter to my ear and closed my eyes, imagining that he was right next to me and not a thousand miles away. I imagined that I could feel him, gently cup my cheek. His breath against my lips ...

"James. It´s Amanda ..." I said. At first I thought that he hadn´t heard me, because my voice had been so low. Then I heard him let out a breath in the phone.

"Amanda, sweetness, are you okay?" he asked me, his voice sounding very concerned. "I´ve been so worried about you. I´m so sorry, I wanted to be by your side when you woke up, but they took you to Sweden just a while after I woke up myself."

He spoke fast, like he had been holding those words inside for a very long time. I felt my whole body relax more when I heard him speak to me. God, how I had missed this man.

"I´m fine, Jamie", I told him and smiled for, what seemed like, the first time in a really long time. "I woke up only a week ago, but I´m fine. I´m staying at home and everything. And you? How are you feeling?"

"I´m fine too, sweetness", he told me. "I´ve got a broken leg, a couple broken ribs and bruises pretty much everywhere. How about you?"

"Ah, you know, the same. Well, and a broken toe, a gunshot wound in my shoulder and a concusion. Other than that, I´m just awsome. Never felt better ..."

James laughed and I could almost picture him sitting there, throwing his head back. I laughed too. I had planned to tell him about the pregnancy, and then about the miscarriage, but I just couldn´t do it. Not over the phone. Of course I would tell him eventually, when the time was right. It just didn´t feel right just then.

We talked for a while longer. I told him that I was probably going back to school pretty soon. I just couldn´t handle sitting at home, doing nothing all day. He understood. He was going through the exact same thing himself. He lowered his voice to a whisper.

"My mother is living with me and she won´t let me out of the house", he whispered, clearly upset, and I giggled. "I don´t think she´s planning on moving out any time soon. I love her but she´s driving me nuts! I don´t know for how much long I can take it. I´m a grown ass man, damn it!"

I laughed at him and waved as I saw my mother enter the kitchen where I was sitting. "Well, why don´t you take that grown ass of yours and do something about it, then?" I asked him and mom looked up at me, not used to hearing me speak in english.

"She´s my mother Amanda", he sighed and I could almost see him roll his eyes at me. "I may be a moviestar but my mother is not afraid to whoop my ass if she needs to. By the way, she´s dying to meet you."

"Yeah, I want to meet her too. Especially if everything you´ve told me about her cooking is true."

He laughed and I smiled at that beautiful sound. Mom was now sitting opposite me, looking at me with curiousity.

"Listen, I have to go, but I´ll call you tonight okay?" he said and I could hear someone talking in the background. "Mom just came in. She says hi."

"Okay, say hi back for me, will you?"

"I will. I´ll call tonight. Amanda ..."

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

My heart started to beat faster and I blushed. I looked up at my mother who was still sitting in front of me with a cup of tea. Should I say something back? I just didn´t feel like telling my mom about my feelings to James. I didn´t know why, but it still felt so new, and private.

When I didn´t answer him he laughed and seemed to understand what was going on. "You´re not alone, are you? How about this, if you love me back, say: I´ve got cravings for Ice-cream and nuts."

I laughed out loud and covered my mouth with my hand. "I´ve got cravings for ice-cream and nuts. I just love ice-cream and nuts."

"Yeah, I know how you feel about my nuts darling. Bye for now."

"Bye", I laughed and hung up the phone. He could be so childish sometimes, but I have to admit that I liked that side of him.

I turned to my mom and tried to ignore my blushing face. "Hi, what´s up?"

"Just having some tea. Who was that on the phone?"

"Eh, that was James. I called him, since you gave me his number. It was nice to talk to him again."

She just nodded and smiled at me, then she reached over and touched my hand. "I´m so glad you´re home, sweetheart. You have no idea how much we´ve missed you. I was so worried ..."

I put my hand over hers and smiled. "I know mom. I missed you too. But I´m home now, Everything is fine. I promise."

"You know, if you want to talk about it, about what happened to you, you can always talk to me or your dad. We love you so much sweetheart, so much."

"I know mom. I just ... think that I need to be home for a while first ... I´m not ready yet. I´m sorry."

She just nodded again and patted my hand. "No need to apologize, I understand. Just remember that I will Always be here for you if you need me. I love you Amanda."

"Love you too mom."

She smiled and left the kitchen. I remained there for a while in my wheelchair, trying to ignore the bad feeling inside of me. I wondered if it would ever go away. Maybe it would, because during those few minutes I had talked to James, I had been almost happy again.

I am so lost. And I miss you Jamie ...