Captured

Leaving

     "Brooklyn, get your butt down here!" I heard my mom yell.
     I roll my eyes. "What?" I asked as I walked out of my room and to the living room. She always had to find something to yell at me about.
      "Why didn't you do your chores?" She asked me.
     Oh my gosh... I'm fixing to get grounded over this stupid little thing, I think.
     "Because it's stupid, mom. I go to school, after school I go to work -which ,apparently, you don't know how to do because you haven't went in years-, and I get home at 8-9. Then I have to clean the house. I take an hour for homework then another hour for myself. Mom I'm constantly working I can't ever just be a normal teenager. I'm sixteen and I've never had a boyfriend and I probably never will! I will never get to live my life or do anything if I continue living here!" I scream at my mom.
     "Young lady, you do not use that tone with me! You are grounded."
Of course I am, I think.
     "No, I'm not. Mom, I'm done! You heard me! I said I wouldn't be able to do anything if I keep living here! I'm leaving. There's nothing you can say to stop me."
     I ran to my room trying to block out my mom yelling for me to go back there. I don't understand why she thinks I'll listen to her. I'm tired of all this. This is so stupid.
     The second I get in my room I go to my closet. I pull out my old bag and start packing. I look up and see that my door is open. I get up, close it, and lock it. I hear my mom coming down the hallway. That makes me want to get out of here even quicker.
     I go to my drawer and get my clothes I needed. I throw them into the bag not caring to make them neat; I just want out if here.
     I go to my closet and get whatever I can to fit in my suitcase. I get some jeans. I get a few of my tank tops and t-shirts. I packed my black converse and a pair of boots. I got my brush off the shelf and my toothbrush and toothpaste. Just because I'm running away doesn't mean I'm not gonna freshen up.
     I go to my bathroom and get my shampoo and conditioner. I have no clue how I'm gonna take a shower but I will figure it out.
     I put all the stuff in my bag. It all barely fits in there. I don't know how I even managed it.
     I get up and open my door. I look around for my mom but she's not here. Well, I can't see her anywhere. I was about to walk out of my room when I remembered I need money.
     I walk over to my bed. I reach under it for my small box. I feel around for it till I find it. I pull it out from under my bed. I open it and get out the money I had. $1,486. I was saving up for a car but I guess that's not happening.
     I walk out of my room and to the door. I look back wondering if I'm doing the right thing.
What am I talking about? She's the worst mom ever. I'm sixteen and I haven't been able to act like a teenager!
     I walk out the door. I walk down the sidewalk and don't look back at all. I walk until my feet hurt. I sit down on a curb and rest. It's getting dark but I don't care.
     I sit there for a while but then feel like I'm being watched. I look around me to see if anyone's watching me. I don't see anyone, but anything can happen. If you watch movies or read books, the girl feels like she's being watched but doesn't know who's watching her.
     I get up and start walking again. I can't shake off the feeling that someone is watching me. It's kinda freaking me out 'cause I've been told that 99.9% of the time that you feel like you are being watched, you are being watched. I could just be that .1% that's just being paranoid.
     As I'm walking my iPhone makes the "ding" sound signalling I got a text. I figured it was my mom but I checked it anyway. The number was unknown.

From: Unknown
To: Brooke
You wanna play a game?

     What the heck?! Who would do that? I'm terrified now! This makes me 100% positive that someone is watching me.I

From:Brooke
To: Unknown
Who is this?!!

     It didn't take long for the person to reply.

From: Unknown
To: Brooke
Answer the question!

From: Brooke
To: Unknown
No I don't want to play a game. Now who are you and why are you texting me?!

From: Unknown
To: Brooke
That's to bad you don't want to play my game. It would be quite fun. I'll tell you what, I'll tell you who I am if you play my little game.

     This guy is a creep! I'm scared to death. I look around me to see if I see anybody. No. I don't see anyone.

From: Brooke
To: Unknown
Ok I'll play your little game.

     What have I gotten myself into?

From: Unknown
To: Brooke
Great! Ok, I need you to go into the alley.

     Is this guy retarted?! Why would I go into an alley? I know this guy is watching me and telling me to go into the alley is not very smart.

From: Brooke
To: Unknown
No!!! Not a chance!!

From: Unknown
To: Brooke
I guess this will be done out in the open then.

     What is he talking about? What does he mean out in the open? Oh my gosh! I feel like such an idiot! But I feel like an even bigger idiot for what I'm about to do. I called the mystery number that was texting me. After a few rings the person picks up.
     "Yes?" I heard a voice at the other end of the line.
     "Ok, mystery person! I know your out there!" I yelled into the phone.
     "Yeah, I'm here," I heard the voice say.
     I searched around for the voice.
     "There's no point in searching, sweetheart. You're not gonna find me."
     "Who are you?"
     "You know who I am. I go to that little café you work at everyday," he chuckled. This didn't make any sense to me at all. Then I realised, it's the guy that looks around 19 or 20 he's at the café every day and he just stares at me.
     "Figured it out yet, darling?"
     I didn't say anything I just stood there frozen. Then I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around to see someone walking up to me. I didn't know what to do at first, then I pick up my bag and start running.
     I ran until he caught up to me. He grabbed my arm and turned me around.
     "Sweet dreams, princess," then he put a rag over my face. I tried to fight against him but it was no use. I was trying to hold my breathe to but it didn't work. I finally gave in because he wasn't gonna move his hand anytime soon. I passed out soon after I gave up.
Stupid chloroform!