You changed my life [Rammstein]

Chapter 02: His name is Emil

I wake up feeling my head horribly hurting. I blink several times to chase the light that is blinding me. When I start to see normally, I try to move my hands but notice that my handles are securely fastened behind my back.

-Help !! Help me !! I scream with fear but I still don't know where I am.

-You're going to shut up, yes? A voice shouts next to me. You'll destroy my eardrums by screaming like a banshee...

Everything becomes clear to me and I notice that I am attached to the front seat of a car and a guy is sitting in the driver's seat.

-Wh- Who are you? Why am I here? I ask, panicked.

-It doesn't matter who I am, and you're here with me so we'll do a little trip just the two of us.

-What? No way !! I scream again. I order that you release me immediately!

The guy pulls a gun from the glove box and points it right at the middle of my forehead.

-You 're good here with me and don't give me orders, understand? The man orders.

No Answer from me... my mouth is sealed by panic...

-I said do you understand me? My kidnapper asks.

-I want to go home... I mumble, beginning to cry. I beg you...

-You'll stay here for now, and please... stop mumbling.

-Take what you want in my bag but don't hurt me. I say, shakily.

-Hurt you? No, it's not my intention. At least not for now...

He approaches his hand to my face to wipe the tears running down my cheeks but I turn my head away from him.

-Don't touch me ! I say, whistling with rage.

-Hey! Calm down! I'm not going to eat you... He says with a German accent.

We remain silent after this short verbal exchange. I notice that the car in which I am is moving, and this is not a good sign. This means necessarily that we are far away from the city.

I cast a glance through the window but only see the trees scrolling on both sides of the road. On top of this, the night begins to fall.

-You love rock, right? The boy asks, suddenly.

-I- Yes.

-And I can see that you are a fan of the group Rammstein. He continues playing with the CD I autographed. Which one is your favourite?

-I don't have one Idol, I prefer rather three of them: Richard, Paul and Christoph.

-Rammstein is shit, listening to them is a waste of time... The young guy declares, putting the CD back in my bag.

-Really ? And what is good music to the view of Mr. I-don't-love-Rammstein?

-I'm talking about the group, not the kind of rock itself...

I look at him and begin to rail against my fate before talking to him again:

-I beg you to release me... I swear I will not say anything to the cops about you.

-We are too far from the town to go back. He replies calmly. In fact, I haven't told you that you were unconscious for three days?

-WHAT? My family must be worried for me. I shout, then add to his intention: But I want to know the cause of my kidnapping, why am I here?

-Don't dare to yell at me again, or I'll finish my business quickly with you. He threatens me.

I shut up directly and continue to glare at him, with a frightened look, while he's driving. I detail the features of his face and feel that I've seen him before, or he looks like someone I know.

I look out the window and wonder how he was able to take me to his car without being stopped by the people passing by the road...

The night begins to fall gradually and I feel the urge absurd to go to the bathroom immediately to avoid doing it in my pants.

-I- I want to go to the bathroom. I mutter, ashamed to have to tell him.

-There's no Motels here in these surroundings, baby. You will be forced to do it in the middle of the forest.

-I don't care. I respond, shrugging my shoulders. In a motel or in the woods, it's the same...

-If you say so. He says with an amused smile on his lips.

He parks the car at the roadside on the edge of the forest and then gets out and comes to my side. The boy opens the door, releases my hands and takes me out of the car.

-Thanks, Uh- I start, wanting to know his name.

-Emil... My name is Emil. The boy explains.

The young man named Emil gives me a bottle of water and a roll of toilet paper and takes me deeper in the dark forest.

-Hey! You have to turn around! I exclaim. I'm really not going to do it in front of you.

-For that you make use of my distraction and run away? I am not stupid.

-You Think I can run away in this state? My bladder is full and I'll get sick if I don't empty it right now !! I exclaim angrily.

Emil looks at me for few seconds with dark and menacing eyes before turning his back and giving privacy to my actions.

-Of course I want to escape. I say to myself. What an idiot !

I look around me in search of a way to escape or to see the lights of camps but it seems that there's no soul in this place, it's hardly lost in advance...

I sigh in annoyance and then lower my pants...

Back in the car, the brunette links my hands in the back and then starts the car. I look at the road ahead for few seconds before I feel my eyes burning, I close them and let myself fall into the arms of Morpheus.

I don't know how long I slept or why I woke with a start, but when I look out the front window, I see red and blues lights...

-What the- ? I start feeling that Emil is on his nerves.

-There is Cops ahead! My kidnapper says.

My heart misses a beat, is it a good sign? Will I regain my freedom anytime soon? I have to pray for it...

to be continued...