The Taking

Chapter One

Jessica

Like I said before it was spring time. The flowers where blooming on all of the trees and bushes. Grass was getting freshly clipped as I walked out the door. Windows could be opened to enjoy the city breeze with a hint of smog. "Hmm. . . That smells the fantastic, not." New beginnings and shit, gonna be a great year!

It was night time. I was walking home from a fantastic party at Rodney's. Every year during spring break he throws one. This one was by far the best yet worst one I have made an attendance.

It was a quarter past one. I walked my friends home with me: Michael, Sarah, Jerry and Bre.

"What a fucking party!" shouted Bre as we exited the house.

We all laugh. Walking down the steps. Everyone is wasted, so I walked everyone else home and I will be last. I made the plan in my head. Which I will come to realize that this action alone will change my life forever.

"Everyone lets go home. It is cold out here my nipples can cut glass!" said Michael walking briskly down to 5th Street.

"Okay! Calm your tits!" I shouted back at him. He was already half way down the block.

"Sarah do you need some help?" I said.

"Yes." She responds, shyly with a slight grin to the left of mouth.

We laugh as I try to help her slip her arms into her coat. She flings her hair from underneath her jacket. It reminds me of a red vial curtain closing shut on the stage. Time to appulased. Pure beauty. Time

Bre is getting a piggy back ride from Michael. I know for a fact that he likes her, but it's not returned. Talk about getting "Friend zoned". They both laugh as they almost fall to the ground. she hops right back on him like a Bronco too. She might get hers tonight, if he plays his cards right.

Jerry is peeing in the bushed behind Sarah and I. 

"Do you Mind?!" he shouts as we laugh and stare. 

A boy with his hooded fleece jacket exists Rodney's party. He just stands there in the threshold of the door. Faceless and creepy as fuck. Staring, just staring as if he likes what he sees. i flix my head back to make sure he notices me.

I nonchalantly grab Sarah and Jerry. We link arms and skip towards Bre and Michael. We laugh uncontrollably asking ourselves why we are skipping. Then we stop as we reach the duo.

We talk about the party. Nikki was taking off her clothes on the dining room table for all the boys to stare at with their mouths ajar. Getying the attention that she crave. Talk about daddy issues. Ashley, he was wasted as wasted could get. You think he would learn after getting is stomach pumped 3 time and having a liver transplant. Bryce was being the playboy of the evening. Girls lined outside the master bedroom waiting for the next "session". I saw him briefly in the patio smoking a cigarette, glistening with sweat over his body. Talk about impressive and not the sweat either.

We talked about the rumors that were true about a guy. A guy that you could get dope from. You had to know the password to get the "eXclusive Dope". It might have been the guy outside the house. He did seem out of place. Like I said "Fantastic party, right!" 

We walked down Vanderbilt Ave. Then all of the sudden Bre turns on some music and right then and there we danced the length of the street. "I Don't Fuck with you" by Big Sean. Song was played very minute no joke. We played the song at least 20 times. Then it got really sentmental with "Mad World" by Garl Jules. All the way home we danced. Making the night one to remember. Remember we will indeed.  

Everyone is home probably tucked away sleeping off the liquor of the night. Everyone was gone and I was all alone when it happened. Tears run down my face as I write this. It took me a long time to write and even talk about it. I just have to come out and say it. I have a stalker and he is still out there.

I was taken outside my house. I was close to being inside my bed which was desperately calling my name. I thought it was Jerry playing a joke on me. But is was not Jerry, because he kept hold tighter and tighter. He took me from behind. Placing his gloved hand over my mouth. Nobody heard my screams and cries for help as I tried to escape. His strength was no match for me and he knew it. He says in a voice that sounds familiar "scream all you want, nobody is going to help you now." I was helpless. "It is not my fault."

I was gone for one week, then I don't know the exact time frame. Being in a room without windows or a clock. I just know because that is what my parents told me. They could care less if happened during spring break. They were just glad that I could return back to school in time.