No finishing tonight! I'm going to be gone for a week so Byeee! Love you all. Half way done!!!
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We got a decent sketch of the guy who took Ella Smith. We're still looking for a match, we've delivered the copy of the sketch all over state. Hoping for something. I walk into my dads office and he's asleep. All I want is to see some pictures of this Ella girl so I can have an idea of what she may look like now.
"Dad." I snap. He stirs a little but remains in his slumber.
"DAD." I say a lot louder. He jumps and stares at me with wide eyes.
"What?" He whisper-yells.
"I need some pictures of Ella." He complied with my request and handed me a load of photos. I made digital copies and sent them on news broadcasts. By 6 all of the state will have seen her face. Now we just, well, wait.
I stared at the photo of Ella for hours. Such a gorgeous young girl. I would've dated her in high school. No doubt about it. Most likely she's afraid of social interaction now... That's a turn off.
WAITTTT....
Am I considering dating a victim? I shouldn't do that... Ever.
"Detective Penrose, there's a guy here to see you. He says he saw Ella Smith." Jenelle tells me. A smile on her face, she's proud of me.
I glance at my watch '7:30 pm' well okay. I see a guy in a pizza outfit. He isn't dressed like pizza, but he appears to be a worker. He tells me he saw Ella Smith at a blonde man's house. He matched the description. He claims Ella looked happy.
Was this an abduction? Or a runaway situation?
We go to the address and I see two figures inside. I bark out orders, I feel so official, and everyone complies. We barge into the house, and to our surprise they fled out the back. We found her torture chamber and I cringe at the blood. Poor her.
If I find her, I'm going to do everything in my power to fix her.
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We have no leads and I've had maybe 5 coffees. I decide to just go out and check the streets. The couldn't have gotten too far. I see a small house with lights on.. It's 4 am.... I knock gently on the door and I hear petite steps get louder. The door cracks open and there stands a girl with dark brown hair, her brown doe eyes staring up at me with curiosity. She opens her mouth to speak, but I yank her out the door and softly close it.
"Ella Smith, you're coming with me. My name is Detective Aaron Penrose. I'm the good guy. You're safe now." I assured her. When we touched it was electric, but I ignored it. We ran hand in hand to my car and we drive off. I alerted my team of what I'd done and where I'd went and they were on it. I would be giving Ella shelter tonight. She was stunning. When we reached my apartment she head towards my couch.
"No." I said a little to quickly. She jumped and flinched away from me.
"I'm sorry." She whispered.
"No no! I meant... You can take my bed, okay?" Her doe eyes met my brown eyes and she seemed to melt a little. Great. She's crushing.
Oh wait.
I kinda am too...
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Taken
Short Story{Completed} (Editing) Ella Smith was kidnapped at age 15, five years later and her case hasn't gotten any better. She has Stockholm Syndrome and is on a routine. She believes her kidnapper is in love with her and she loves him too, though she's neve...
