Beautiful End

Kidnapped

Sandra:

It's  exactly a week or so I think,  since these men snatched me from my car and brought me here. It  was a Friday, I took a leave from work and left for home because I had a slight tummy ache.

On my way, the tyre of my car burst so I got out to do a check on it when two men suddenly appeared from nowhere and dragged me away leaving my car in the process.

How I wish I had accepted Elvis on his offer of driving me home. How stubborn I can be sometimes. The men took me to a clearing behind a building where a van was situated, I panicked and tried fighting them but one of them smacked a gun at the back of my head, I passed out.

I woke up to shuffling of feet, my head felt like concrete and I couldn't move any part of my head, worse of all my stomach wouldn't stop rumbling. I tried to lift my head to savour my surroundings but the sharp pain from my head stopped me.

All I could see was a wall with the picture of a tall man wearing a hockey cap and holding a hockey stick as if about to swing it. There was a picture of two young boys on a beach in their swimming trunks, happily playing in the sand, one of the boys looked exactly like Elvis.

I sat up with much effort, and looked around the room, there were similar pictures of the two boys all over the room, there was one with a woman holding a young boy who looked like the little version of Elvis, I wondered if it was him, all it was all coincidence.

I tried moving my hands and realized to my surprise they weren't tied and so were my feet. I quickly gathered all the strength I could muster and got up.
I couldn't believe how this people could be so stupid to leave my hands and feet untied,  but soon enough I realized why, every door out of the building was locked securely.

I was at a dead end and I slumped to the ground in tears from frustration and from the  excruciating pain my head was giving me. How I would give anything to see Elvis again, how I would hug him and kiss him if I see him again.

I would tell him how much I needed him, how much I thought about him. How most night I lay in bed just thinking about him, but it was too late to do that now.

I would never be able to tell  him how I feel about him, I shed more tears as this realization dawned on me. I would have worried about my parents, but I lost everyone I loved in a car accident six years ago. As I remembered, the car was burnt  beyond recognition.  It contained my mom, my Dad, and my two siblings and they were on their way to a family get together.

I had stayed home that day because I wasn't feeling too well. The news shattered my life. It tore me apart for years, I became a shell of my former self. Everyone became worried about me. These walk down memory lane brought tears to my eyes, hurt that I thought I had buried, resurfaced, causing me to break down again.

A sudden clicking  noise to my left,  forced me to lay  down and pretend to be still asleep.
The door opened and two men came in, they looked like the two men who had kidnapped me that day.
One came closer to me and looked down at me."she's still sleeping",he said to the other.

"You need to wake her up then ,because the boss wants to see her".he said to the other.
I panicked, who is the boss?, and why does he want to see me.  What connection do I have with him for him to send people to kidnap me?.

I slowly opened my eyes as one of the men shook me and stretched, pretending to have just awoken from sleep, meanwhile wincing because of the severe  pain my head was giving me.

He  smiled down at me and asked me calmly if I was okay, I mean what kind of idiotic question is that?. I shook my head, inwardly wondering who would ask such a dump question looking at my state.

One of the men went into another room adjacent to the one we were in and brought me a cup of water and two pills which I refused to take. He assured me it was for my pains but I still refused to take it,  so he left it  on one of  the tables, asking me to take it whenever I changed my mind.

The two men went out,  but just as I was preparing to lie down again, one returned, holding a dress which looked perfectly my size and dropped it on the couch telling me to take a shower because I was going to see the boss.

I wanted to ask him who the boss was but he put his hands to his mouth shutting me up. He showed me to the bathroom and turned to go but stopped at the door as if on impulse and looked back at me saying"anyway am Jonas", and with that, he left locking the door behind him in the process. I shed a tear or two, okay scratch that, I shed tears. How I hoped the idiot would leave the door open  by mistake.

After he had left, I tried moving again and felt the same sharp pain in my head.
In the end, I had no choice than to take the pills the other guy had given me.  After taking the pills, I rested my head on one of the couches and after a while, I tried lifting my head and was surprised to be feeling better.

Even though the pain was still there, it was not as severe as before.
I got up and began savoring my environment. The room I was locked in, looked like someone's living room, there were couches arranged everywhere and in the middle where the couches surrounded was a glass table with a vase of flowers on it.

There was a picture of two boys much younger even though they looked like Jonas and the other boy, he resembled Elvis, something was not right, supposing the picture was Elvis's childhood picture, what was it doing here?.

There was a flat screen television on the wall and just opposite it,  at the far end of the room was a cooler as well as a desktop computer.  I was still looking around when there was a clicking sound like before.

  I quickly rushed into the bathroom,  locked the door and stripped off all my clothing which reeked of dirt.
As I got in the shower and the water got on my skin, I began to cry.  The water was freezing cold.

I bit my lips as I forced myself to take a quick shower. After, I cleaned myself with the towel that Jonas had told me to use and wrapped it around myself as I headed to the room. Hey before you judge me for using the towel, I personally checked to make sure it was new.

Okay so lovely readers ,sadly I have to end today's update here but I promise to update more as soon as am done with  what am working on. Hope you enjoy this part and hope you are enjoying the previous chapters. What do you think will happen to Sandra next  and do you think Elvis will ever find Sandra?, leave your comments as well as your thoughts on the story and how you would like it to go. Don't forget to vote as well. all the love and kisses in the world to all those reading this. mwah.