Cancer And Kidnapped.

Chapter 3

Waking up, Elizabeth felt a dull ache in her head and her body, once again, felt stiff.

Squinting through the darkness, she saw, or rather felt, the small mattress she was lying on and the blanket that covered half her body. The former, even though small with no pillow, was not uncomfortable and the latter was neither too thick nor too thin.

Once Elizabeth realized that she had no idea where she was, she started panicking, the last thing she remembered was being drugged and some bits and pieces of being dressed and lastly Mystery man's piercing blue eyes.
She had forgotten his name.

Quickly getting up, Eli fumbled around to search for a switch or a door.
Giving up on finding a switch, she grabbed the handle of a door and yanked it open, only to find that it was a small bathroom.

The door must have made some noise and alerted someone because the next thing she is doing is blinking her eyes rapidly to adjust to the brightness of the now lit room.

"Oh dear, you're awake!"
An unfamiliar voice said.

Stunned, Eli whipped her head so fast that she felt dizzy and stumbled.
Warm hands grabbed her shoulders and steadied her.
She came face to face with a woman who seemed to be about mid twenties with short dirty blonde hair and pale blue eyes, dressed in a red, black and white maid outfit.

"Who are you? Where am I?"
Eli asked in a trembling voice. She was so scared that she thought she was going to pee herself.

The woman quickly pushed her toward the door she knew was the bathroom without answering her question.

"Go go quick! Have a shower. There is a change of outfit and a towel on the rack. Oh and toothbrush in the cabinet."

Elizabeth was so confused, but she didn't dare question the woman who seemed to be in such a hurry.

Frowning, she closed the door behind her, barely hearing the woman telling her to hurry.
Looking around the small but nice bathroom, she saw a shower head, a towel rack which contained some clothes and a sink with a mirror.

Approaching the mirror, she looked at herself. Her once clean and shiny brown hair was now dishevelled and oily. Her eyes were sunken from too much stress and the drugs they kept giving her. Her once flawless pale skin contained streaks of dirt, as well as her clothes. She wore no shoes.

Tears welled in her eyes as she thought about her aunt.
Her sweet sweet aunt.
And Abigail, oh she must so worried. It had already been two days since she was kidnapped and she still had no idea of anything.
Who were those two men?
Who is Mystery man?
Is he the one who took me?
Who is that woman?
Was she kidnapped as well?
But she was wearing a maid outfit.
Why was I even kidnapped?
Do they have spicy lays?
Wait what?
I'm hungry. I haven't eaten since the morning before I was kidnapped.

All these questions were swimming around her head and on top of that, she was hungry.

Oh no

She had forgotten the most important thing.

I've been diagnosed with cancer.
This was not how I wanted to spend the last few months of my life.

She quickly searched the pockets of her jeans to find the packet of medicines the doctor had prescribed for her, to help with the pain.
Finding it, she was going to read the instructions when a knock resounded on the door, making her jump.

"Hurry up"
It was the woman.

Quickly glancing at the packet,
After eating
Once a day
It read.

Stripping out of her clothes, she opened the shower and tested the temperature before jumping in, shivering a bit.
It was in the middle of summer so she had decided to take a cold shower. Also she didn't really have time to wait for the water to heat as the woman kept knocking and telling her to hurry.
Taking the bottle of lavender scented shampoo she squinted some on her hand and quickly but thoroughly washed her hair. Then after conditioning her hair, she washed herself with the rose scented soap.

After showering, she quickly dried herself and putting on the clothes, she realized that it was the same maid outfit the woman was wearing. Though it was rather short, stopping at mid thigh only and the bust was a little bit too tight. She wanted to express her discomfort but then realized that the woman was not at fault. She would later demand the definition of this from....
She didn't know who.
It was just so confusing.
One minute she was returning home after having learnt that she had been diagnosed with cancer and then the next she was kidnapped and sold to God knows who.

Knocks on the door broke her trail of thoughts.
"Hurry up! I don't have all night!"

So it was night time
She concluded.

Quickly brushing her teeth and wet hair, she opened the door to see the woman pacing back and forth impatiently.
Once she saw that Elizabeth was finished, she inspected her and nodded her head in approval.

"What's your name?"
Eli asked timidly.

The woman stopped whatever she was doing and looked at her, a bit surprised.
"Lisa"
She answered curtly before taking Eli's hand and pulling her toward a door which lead to a hallway.

As she was walking, or rather being dragged, judging from Lisa's tight grip in her hand and fast pace, she realized that the walls were a deep red/brown colour with a few paintings of nature and other things which she could not describe.
One particular painting caught her attention. It was that of a young boy around six or seven years. It was the bright blue eyes with a tint of grey that caught her attention. They sparkled so bright that she felt as if they could see straight through her with their piercing gaze. With a mop of dark brown, almost black hair and a small smile, he seemed familiar to her.

She had not realized she had stopped until the woman, Lisa, tugged at her wrist impatiently.
"Hurry up! Master Vincent does not like to be kept waiting!"

So that was his name, Vincent

Few seconds later, they stopped at a set of large mahogany doors. Lisa took a deep breath, turned to Eli and whispered,
"Whatever you do, do not look him in the eyes, and show respect."

Then, smoothing her dress, she knocked at the door.
"Come in"

The answer was immediate.
The loud booming voice had her shivering slightly. The power in that voice was unmissable. Eli didn't know why but she wanted to crawl in a whole and stay there, from fear.

The large doors opened with little noise and Eli stepped in the room, the door making a soft click noise behind her as the maid closed the door, leaving her alone with who knows who.
Taking a deep breath to calm her racing heart, she faced the man she thought was her kidnapper.......