Kidnapped

Kidnapped Chapter Nine

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CHAPTER NINE

I shove the curtain out of the way, and jump out of the tub. I throw on the clothes and stand behind the door, listening.

"DON'T TOUCH ME! DO NOT TOUCH ME I SWEAR TO GOD ILL KILL YOU. HOW DID YOU EVEN FIND ME, LET ME GO!!" Jess screams. I don't hear Elijah speak, but I hear him shuffling about in the room. I can hear Jess's whimpers and her cursing at Elijah. All of a sudden I hear footsteps in the hall. I back away from the door and sure enough Elijah opens it.

"Come on." He says. I follow him and he walks back into the room with jess. She's going to see me. I'm going to see her. This is so freaky. I take a deep breath and walk in, I stand by the door.

"Elijah, let me go, let me go this instant! Don't you see that I-" she spots me. Her eyes go wide, her eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"What the fuck" she breathes out. "What is this?" She asks. she looks back and forth between me and Elijah.

I look at Elijah and he's standing by the dresser staring at Jess. Why isn't he saying anything? I sure as hell don't know what to say. I'm feeling really uncomfortable and I wish the floor would just open up and swallow me whole.

"Hello! Somebody explain this to me! Who the hell are you and why do you look like me?!" She asks looking at me.

"I..I'm Alex. I don't know what's going on" I say because it's the truth.

"You've caused unnecessary trouble jess," Elijah speaks up, "if you wouldve just stayed here like you're meant to be, we coulda been happy and she wouldn't be here and I wouldnt have tracks to cover up. You made me hurt people jess. Do you realize that? You made me do the one thing I hate. So the question is..what are you going to do to fix this?" He walks over to her and pulls something shiny from his back pocket.

"I'll tell you what you're going to do," he lifts the object to her neck, a knife, and continues, "you're going to be a good girl like you were before this mess. You're going to teach Alex here the rules of this house. Bond. Talk about whatever girls talk about. Figure out why the fuck you look exactly alike. I don't know. But don't even think about trying to escape me because I swear to God next time, I will find you again, and I'll make sure you suffer a painful death. I'm done being nice to you. you've lose that privilege. Let's see if you can earn it back shall we?" He presses the knife a little deeper into her neck drawing blood.

"You're hurting me," Jess says. She turns her head away from him trying to move away from the knife. he releases her and turns to me.

"I'll leave you two alone. When I come back I expect you to know the rules. If not, someone's going to pay" he walks past me out the door. There's a long pause before we start speaking.

"Fuck him. Fuck those stupid rules. Fuck my life." Jess whispers. I turn to look at her and she throws her head back and rests it on the pillow. I stand there awkwardly once again, silently agreeing with her.

"Do you want me to untie you?" I ask. I still have burns on my wrists from when I was tied up.

She eyes me and then nods her head. "Yes please." I walk over to her and start untying her.

"This is so weird" I say, "when I first got here he kept calling me jess, and then I see you, I swear I almost passed out. Do you think we're related?"

She looks up at me and asks "when's your birthday?" I look at her. That's a good way to find out.

"June 14,19-"

"94" she finishes. Holy crap.

"We have the same birthday," I state. We look at each other not really believing this is happening.

"That means we have to be twins. What other logical explaination is there" jess says, mostly to herself. I finish untying her and she slowly sits up. I walk over and sit at the edge of the bed. We are now facing each other, staring at each other silently, taking it all in. Our long golden hair cascading down our face and shoulders, down to our waist. You'd think we were looking in a mirror. Twins.

What. The. Hell.