Kidnapped

Chapter 6

I slumped down in the chair and took a deep breath, desperate to calm down. But how could I? I just watched my best friend get shot twice, I am locked in a strange room, and Jayden is missing. A tear slipped down my cheek, but I quickly brushed it away. If I wanted to get through this alive, I would have to be strong.

I looked around the room and saw a knife stuck into the wood wall. My heart skipped a beat and I felt hope, I had forgotten he had thrown it. I jumped out of my chair and ran over the wall. My hands ran over the smooth handle of the knife and I smiled, triumphant. I removed the knife from the wood and concealed it in my back pocket.

Then, the door to the room was slammed open, the doorway filled with a bulky figure. I swung my head around and nearly gasped with fright. The man standing there was the most terrifying person I had ever seen. He had huge muscles and wide shoulders, his skin a very deep tan. All in all, his body was normal except for a few scars visible on his bare chest and arms. But his face was grotesque.

One of his eyes had a long scar running through it. Whatever caused this scar obviously removed his eyeball as well, leaving a black gaping ugly hole. He had wrinkles and dirt all over his face, and was entirely bald.

"Well well, Damien was wrong when he said you weren't a looker." He gave me a creepy smile, making me feel naked and vulnerable. But I knew my kidnappers name now, that could be useful. "This ought to be fun."

My heart started pounding in my chest. Damien's words echoed in my head, "Just don't object to what he says, his methods of punishment are a bit different than mine." 

The man turned and left the room, leaving the door open and me confused. Seconds later he dragged in Sarah, making me scream.

She was still moving, making small moaning noises. The bullet hadn't hit her heart, but her shoulder, and she looked like she was on death's door.

The man pulled out a knife and lightly brushed the tip around the bullet hole in Sarah's  leg, making her scream in pain. I was paralyzed by fear but managed to reach into my back pocket, wrapping my hand around the blade's handle. Sarah continued to scream while the man stared at me, relishing my reaction.

That stupid son of a bitch was going to pay.

I quickly threw the knife in his direction, surprising him. The blade dug into his arm, making him drop the knife that was against Sarah and stumble away from the table.

"You little bitch!" he screamed as he pulled the knife out and advanced towards me, making me fall backwards and land hard on the floor. His figure loomed over me. I cowered, waiting for death.

"Sarah, please forgive me." I said to myself.

He growled and pointed towards Sarah, "If you want her to live, you do exactly what I say."

"Don't hurt her." I said loudly, terrified.

He smirked, "Then stand up."

I complied, wondering what he was planning. I shook like crazy and could barely manage to stay awake, I was about to pass out with fear.

The man took a step closer and grabbed my face ruffly, pulling it close to his own. I could smell him, see every inch of his horrible face.

"Now," he sneered, his breath putrid, "undress."

I shook my head and started to cry. I screamed and screamed and screamed.

He shoved me roughly, making me slam my head against the wall. He pulled out a gun and held it to my head.

"Do I have to make you?!" He said, his voice rising.

I wiped my tears and looked around his figure towards Sarah. She was laying still, possibly dead. My heart dropped. But then I noticed she was breathing slightly, her chest rising. I had to help her, keep her alive.

I stood up and looked the man in the eye, and did what he wanted.

"Just don't object to what he says, his methods of punishment are a bit different than mine."

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Hello my lovelys, I felt you guys deserved an update. I really have no idea where this novel is going, so comment any suggestions!

-Alaina