Inspirational | Zm

chapter 16

I raged with anger , the steering wheel , facing all side effects. The address said its 10 and theres freaking no such number in this dumb lane. My eyes were suddenly focused on Bella's phone , which gave a light ring. I opened the notification to see a message from the kidnapper.

Tsk tsk , your babe , sorry my babe is busy forming a tear river over here. You better hurry up before she drowns in her own foundation and keep in mind that if you drag cops behind you , my knife would taste Annabelle's neck..

The level of anger just exceeded the 100 percent , causing a slam on the gear. Im bad , bad at comtrolling the anger that had just begun. I doubt if that man would even have his dead body remaining for the burial.

Im in the right lane but there isnt a damn 10 over here , so if you could rather clear that freakinh eyes of yours and stand infront of your house and tell me the right bullshit address. And im not such a dumass to drag cops behind so mind your words.

Was all that i typed.

A few seconds after , the phone rang again ,

Shh cool zayn , i caught sight of you. Now assure yourself to be weaponless and walk outta the car. Youll see a Baige three storeyed house on the right. Walk in and be a good Sherlock Holmes to fetch your babe.

I followed his instructions and spotted the house. Its was old and creaky or more like freaky. I walked in , with anger and rage overflowing my body. I pushed the gate that was opened and stepped inside the house , which was opened too.

The house seemed to be of no light , pin drop silence with a background sound of a rocking chair.

"Anna , Anna , are you there? Anna , where are you" i screamed of multiple times but the answer seemed to be soundless.

I followed my steps of where the rocking chair was creaking when i was suddenly gripped on my arms. I struggled out hard , but my effort was useless. Nothing played justice with their strength. I felt my hands and legs being tied before i was thrown infront of a wood cutting machine.

After a few minutes of silence , except for my meaningless screamings , sunshine dashed through five odd windows that was opened , enlighting the place with a pale white effect.

I hurried my eyes throughout the place till my eyes met the sight og Annabelle being tied up as me , but for extra , her little mouth being plastered. She seemed to not be in perfect sense.

"ANNABELLE , BELLS are you okay , cmon speak a few words" a tear being forced downwards.

Suddenly , a tall man , morelike a young boy of raw 20s stood as a barrier inbetween. My bleuryy eyes , memorizing him. He had white hair and deep eyes with a bare white complexion. He looked more inhuman with a scar carved above his right ear. I suppose hes the kidnapper.

"Oh oh , zayn. Who tied you up? I should blame the guards but im sorry you'll have to remain as that till I taste your girlfriend." His words muting all my senses.

What the bladdy hell?

"Dont do this, im warning you. Pls Ill fill your place with money , but let us go , thats all."

"Im not a money lover unfortunately"
He said , driving towards Annabelles direction.

I was struggling through useless efforts.

"Wait , pls , why are you doing this ? I mean I've never even seen you before. " i questioned in such a voice that pleasantly displayed my anger.

"You didnt do anything. Its her fault." He said , scotting down , so close to Annabelle.

No , i cant let this happen , im not letting him to just go rape her , but eh what can i do than just watch the drama with my own eyes.

A sudden qoute of Niall creeped into my mind . Sometimes , solutions wont be at your spot , but the surrounding may own em...

i looked all over , but nothing was in relation to get me out. Wait , i was placed behind a wood cutter and oh! Why do i suppose my hand was being pierced for?

BLADES.

I rubbed the roped against the blades , with a higher force , for the sight of him slipping a sleeve down from Anna's shoulder provided extra energy.

A minute or two , i was released. I quickly untied the ropes on my legs and took hold of a huge bar , walking towards the rapist.

My body was fiercely trembling , trust me , its unexplainable , or the whole pack of bad emotions would have captured headlines. All i wanted to do was to bang it on his head and kill him straight away , but with regard to the future , counting bars in prison wouldnt be that good.

I hit the bar on his side , causing him to collapse immediately.

"I told you to not touch her and you did it. Now pay for it with your lovely screams." I shouted , scaring poor Annabelle. She seemed to be consious than in that of past.

He defended his hand against the bar that i raised. I dropped the bar immediately.

"Ill see you scream in gratitude to my very own bare hands." I spat , nearing him. I grabbed him by the collar and resisted the urge to punch him right on the nose. He fell again.

I hurried to Annabelle , carefully taking off the plaster. She struggled , and screamed ,

"zayn move , move now"

I turned , but too lately , something fiercely pounced on my head. I couldnt see anything exactly , a blur vision.

I saw him stand proudly with blood all over his face. He laughed as Annabelle squeled , "zayn zayn , no. Sam , stop it. Your deal is with me . Leave him alone."

Her words took his attention. He was driving towards Annabelle. I forced my self upwards , with zero strength. Seeing him looking at Annabelle in this mouthwatering way was so disgusting. I walked to him like a drunked and smacked him right on the floor. He fell. Again.

I resisted the urge to dial the police while removing Annabelle's knots.

"H-hello , no:10 , Carlton street , west guards virginia. Hurry up ." I ordered. I slid the phone into my pocket and took hold of Annabelle. She owned dirty blood prints on her pure body and i cured myslelf for that. I lifted Annabelle in bridal style and took her out , when another problem just began. The FREAKING GUARDS....