Kidnapped

Chapter 4

"Sarah? You okay?"
My question was met with silence.
"Come on Sarah, wake up, wake up!" I exclaimed shaking her.
"Please wake!" I pleaded, still shaking her.
After she didn't wake up, I gave up and slumped down against the wall, staring into the darkness, tearing up.
I was completely alone. Rebecca was gone, Sarah was unconscious, and I had nothing to do but sit in my cell and wait.
Wait for what? Rebecca to return with a big story of her encounter. Or wait if she ever came back at all.
And if she did come back, alive, then what? Would it be..... My turn? To be tortured? Or killed? Or worse.
I just sat there. In my cell. All alone, for what seemed like hours. But I'm pretty sure it was only 30 minutes.
I started to drift off, for I hadn't slept since the night before, and it was starting to catch up with me.
My eyes felt heavy and eventually. Once I saw that nothing was moving, they closed.

I slept for what only seemed like minutes, and awoke to a loud banging.
My vision was blurred, but I could make out the shape of a man banging something down the row of cells along the bars.
My vision cleared up and I realized it was Marcus. I shot up.
He stopped and put a gun back in the waist band of his jeans.
"Mornong. Sleepyhead" he said with a smirk.
I just looked up at him, staring daggers, one might say.
He chuckled and bent down to the ground in front of my cell.
"Whats the matter princess? You mad at me?" He asked in a way that was almost mockingly.
I didnt reply. Just stared at him.
Well if your going to be rude I guess I wont give you any food then" he said shrugging and starting to stand up.
"NO! Wait!" I yelled to him.
He stopped mid way and stared right at me, still smiling.
"So, you are going to talk to me are you? Or do you just want the food?" He asked.
I thought for a moment considering what my best option would be.
If I tell him I just want the food he might get angry and take it away. But ay least I'm being honest. And if I tell him I want to talk he might drag me someone and never STOP talking to me. After considering I answered him with:
"No, I just want the food"
He laughed and smiled before reaching behind him and pushing forward a plate. It looked like it had... Bacon and eggs on it!
My mouth watered as I stared at the plate.
"Oh, you want these bacon and eggs do you?" He asked, teasingly.
I nodded slowly.
He smiled that cruel smile that I knew all to well, before he spoke to me again,
"Help me, help you"
I sat there still as a statue, not knowing how to react to this.
"What do you mean 'help' you?" I asked him, afraid of his answer.
Marcus tilted his head to one side, "AJ would like to speak with you" he replied.
"Forget it" I snapped.
"I'm not talking to that little creep, he took my friend, he probably hurt her, I'm not talking to him"
Marcus looked almost surprised at my answer.
"Well, 'that little creep' is the only thing that will be feeding you, so I suggest, you do what he wants" he replied.
"I guess I don't eat today then, because I'm not talking to him" I said bravely.
"Well, that's your choice. But this plate looks delicious, I'd be a shame for it to go to waste" he said picking up a piece of bacon and popping it in his mouth.
The crunching of the bacon drove me crazy, and the smell of it on his tongue, almost broke me, my stomach growled and everything was telling me to give in, but I stayed strong, I didn't give in and sat there, staring at him heatedly.
"Enjoy the rest of your probably foodless day, Michelle" he said stroking my cheek through the bars.
"Don't touch me" I replied moving my head away.
He smiled again and stroke my cheek, "I said stop it" I repeated moving away again.
Once again he started to stroke my cheek, but this time, I bit down, hard, on his hand.
"AGH!" He screamed trying to pull away, I wouldn't let go. I bit down until the taste of blood flowed into my mouth like a river, and I released his hand.
Marcus screamed out and fell backwards once I let go, which landed him on the edge of the plate and send the food flying, to splatter all over the walls.
"You're gonna regret that!" He yelled gripping his hand and storming up the steps to the door. He opened it a crack before stopping and turning to face me once again,
"You better hope that didn't cost your friend her life" he said through gritted teeth.
"If you would've spoken with AJ like I said, you'd upstairs in the room next to your friend, probably eating that plate of food that is now a wall decoration" he said walking through the door frame.
"Wait!" I called.
Marcus stopped, breathing heavily, turned his head 90 degrees, and said it "I'll be back in an hour with AJ, maybe if you're a good girl, we'll let you see you're friend" he said before walking through the door and it slammed shut behind him.
As I looked in the cell next to me, Sarah was not there, I don't remember if she ever HAD been, I was almost positive that she was there before I fell asleep, but she wasn't there now, which meant AJ and Marcus had her, and I had an hour, an hour, to think of a foolproof plan to escape this dreadful place.
An hour, to save Sarah, and myself, an hour to throw two criminals, in jail, and bring justice to the memories of those that were here before us.
It was time, to fight back.