Lost Love; Danny

Taken; Danny

Chapter 4

My assaulter held the knife to my throat and spoke softly but muffled behind a bandana.

"Now you are not going to scream or try to run, because then i will have to kill you. You are going to get your stuff and come with me. Do you understand?" He said.

I nodded, trying to see past the tears in my eyes.

He helped me up. "Which one is yours?"

I pointed to the blue duffle bag on the coach. He grabbed it and took my arm. We went through the back door and down the steep canyon rocks. I had a bit of a difficult time going down the rocks and i tripped quite a few times. About 100 yards down, pulled off to the side of the road was a black van. As far as i could tell in the darkness anyways.

When we got to the road he dragged me to the van.  He opened the doors and threw my bag inside next to another guy with a bandana around his mouth.

"Get in." The other guy said.

I got in the van and sat on the bench-like seat across from him. My assaulter climbed in and shut the doors.

When i was little, me and my friends used to play a game called 'hostage'.  As ironic as it is, that game prepared me for being kidnapped. When we would play hostage, Scott, Brandon and Caleb were the kidnappers, and they would put us in handcuffs and be on gaurd for us trying to escape. Me and Savannah would be the hostages. Savannah was the bad hostage who tried to escape at every chance and i was the good hostage who be-friended the kidnappers and didn't try to escape. At the end of the game I was the one that prevealed and escaped. This situation is nothing like our game.

The interior of the van was dark and dull. On either side of the van where bench- like seats. They had a suspicous looking black bag on the floor under a blacked out window into the front where the driver sat.  I suspected that that bag contained a few gun, knives and/or bombs. You really never know with kidnappers. I looked at the two men that sat across from me. The one who had taken me looked about seventten, which i found kind of weird. The other guy looked and acted like he was in his mid thirties.

The mid thirties guy looked at me then. "What are you looking at?" I put my head down. "Tie her hands ." He said. The younger guy came over to me and started binding my wrists together. The other guy went on. "So what's your name?"

"Jaymie." I whispered. The guy who was binding my wrists pulled the ropes too hard. I winced in pain. Then he loosened them a bit.

"Well i'm Trevor," said the older guy, "and we be spending quite some time together. My friend here is Derek."  I nodded. "I will take it you don't talk much do you missy?" Asked Trevor. I shook my head.

The rest of the trip was driven in silence.  I had no idea where we were going, i didn't even know what direction we were headed.  The drive was only an hour. It takes more than an hour to get out of Nevada. My house in Enderud was a well distance away, i knew that much.

The van came to a stop and the driver got out first. The guy came around to the back and opened the door.  Trevor got out and Derek grabbed my bag and helped me out.  We were in the mountains, i don't know where, but we were surrounded by trees off road at an old two story cottage. The place looked like it had been there for centuries, it also looked like it could collapse at any moment. We walked up the creaky steps of the porch into the old house.  The driver  went off into the kitchen where i heard another voice. Trevor and Derek took me up the stairs to the room at the end of the hall.

Trevor unlocked the door and pushed me in. "There you go Sweetheart. Derek help our... guest  get comfortable in her new room."

The room was fairly simple, it had a bed, a dresser, a boarded up window (of course) and a bookshelf filled with books.  Derek unzipped my bag and started putting the stuff i had packed in the dresser. He took out a small blanket that held my journal and a picture of me and Danny. I rushed forward and snatched the blanket from his hands. I placed the blanket on my bed and silently watched him.  He finished putting my stuff in the dresser and started walking out of the room.

He suddently turned back  and came toward me. I put my binded hands in front of my face. He took my shoulders and pulled me in like he was going to give me a hug. My hands were against his chect and he leaned in and whispered in my ear. "I'm sorry."  Then he left.

i stood there for a moment after i heard the click of the lock turn. Why did he say he was sorry? Sorry for kidnapping me? ya, sure, you seemed so sorry when you held a knife to my throat. I thought.

I sat on the bed and unwrapped the blanket with my bound hands. I took the journal in my hands and untangled the pencil that was attatched to it. I laid on the bed and made a new enrty.

Day 369,

Today i was taken. Taken away from my mom, my best friend and my life. At Sarah's party i got kidnapped. These men are a bit terrifying. I know my mom is worried beyond compare. She heard my cry for help. I don't think i will ever get to see her again. This is a disaster. What do they want with me? Why did they kidnap me? My life is already in peices, why make it worse? Danny, i need you. I don't know where i am. I don't know if i am going to live or die. I know if you were here Danny, that you would do whatever takes to get me out. I know you would save me. I miss you so much. I know your gone, i really do. I have to face that fact everyday, but i am alone and scared. I need you Danny.

-Jaymie

I need you Danny....