Kidnapped

Chapter 19- Plan, Escape, Freedom?

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I lie on the glorious, cushy, coach, a luxury I've been banned from for who knows how long, and the food I now receive is fresh, and juicy, it's so good, but I have to eat slowly for my act. The carrots crunch in between my teeth, and juice flows out from it. I savor every bite as if it were my last.

One day, I even got watermelon, but once I got all of this, I felt a hole in my heart. Before all of this, I had always felt safe, or, at least safer than I do now. Now I am always tense whenever something happens, because a number of times they have come and hit me because they were mad that someone messed up their order or something.

I miss my moms smile and how she was always so sweet and caring, and how my dad was always creative and excited, he always made everyone laugh, no matter what. But, my brothers, even though they were mean, always made me smile, weather they meant to or not, I could never find it in my heart to hurt them, or use their weaknesses to my advantage.

I smile to myself as many memories flash through my mind, I remember lots of things, and happy tears go across my face like ribbon, instead of knives. They wash away all of my stress and anxiety, they make me more determined as my cheeks don't burn, but these tears, make them refreshed.

Now I am more determined than ever, and I will try my best, to see my moms smile, sweet and candy, to see my dads ecstatic excitement about things, it reminds me of static, and to see my two brothers smiling and laughing together. This, is why I can't fail, won't fail, this is why I will escape. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow when I put my plan in action. But I won't sit here and wait, Taylor told me to keep moving, to run, for her.

I will do this, no matter what.

I fly into sleep and have the same nightmares, Taylor's dead body, me shooting Pat again and again. Then they both sit up, their faces crimson with blood, horrifying looks on their faces, blood everywhere.

"Your name is now written in our blood forever." Pat groans.

"Why did you let me die?" Taylor moans.

"Why did you kill us, let us die?" They close in on me and I wake up trembling, and sweating, I see Tyler still watching over me but at first I think it's Pat and scream.

"What?" Tyler puts the newspaper on the dark coffee table and looks at me with...worry?

"Nothing." I remember I'm supposed to be sick so I go back to my act.

"Whatever, I need some coffee." He sighs and walks into the kitchen.

I look carefully at the front door, I don't think it's locked, and everyone is asleep besides Tyler, who is stomping around in the kitchen. I'll go, now.

I very slowly go over to the door, and quietly sneak out and close the door, then I race around the back over to that forest, I can't believe they're this stupid, not locking the door, or tying me up!

My heart races and I'm almost there when I hear faint yelling from the house, now the forest is dark and shadowed, should I climb a tree, hide, or sprint for the gas station?

Probably gas station, if I hide, they'll have lots of people searching everywhere by morning.

I run so fast that my hair blows behind me and my wounds tear open, not all of them though, thank goodness. I finally come to the asphalt road, my mouth and throat are dry, and my muscles burn, but I keep going, for everything I've got, I hear the distant rumble of the van stating.

When I burst into the gas station, the people at the counter stare at me.

"I've been kidnapped, my name is Claire Foster, can you phone the police, they're coming!" They stand there shocked and then one of the shakes as he phones the police.

"Uh, they're on their way now, they told us to hop in any vehicle and get out of here."

"I have a car, let's go, I guess." They all look terrified and still a little shocked.

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