They Don't Know About Us (#Wattys2017)

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Darcy feel asleep from crying. Justin made her as comfortable as he possibly could. He gently placed her on her side of the bed, pulled the covers on her, turned off the light and shut the door. Behind the shut door, he took a breathe. Then another. And another. It took several minutes to make his breathing normal again. The lights began to flicker on and off after his breathing was normal. It got colder and colder. He looked to the thermostat. It was 40 degrees. They had always set it to at least 80 during the day. No one had been near the thing since seven o'clock this morning.

Justin's POV:

I was shivering; it was so cold. I turned to up ten degrees before getting a sweatshirt. I grabbed some left overs from the fridge, heated them up and watched television in the living room area. Food Network was on.

Ten minutes passed before the television shut off. I looked around to make sure I wasn't sitting on the remote. I wasn't. Then, the lights shut off completely. It was pitch black.

I got out my phone to use it as a flashlight and try to turn on the lights. I try it five times. Nothing happened.

Something clicked and I rushed to our bedroom.

"Oh shit." The window was opened and Darcy was missing. Darcy's phone lit up with a message.
@/belieber_brave:
She shouldn't have yelled at me. She'll pay.

Maddie's POV:

Her arms and legs were bounded with rope. Her mouth was taped. Her eyes trembled with fear as I shut the truck; loudly with a thump.
Adrenaline rush through me. For the first time in my life, I felt power. I felt like I could control something in my life. I had control over this and no one could stop me.

*8 hours later*

Darcy's POV:

The darkness was becoming strangely comforting. Here I was, my arms and legs bounded, my mouth taped shut and yet...fear was the last thing on my mind. In all honesty, I didn't know what to feel. Most people would probably feel the following emotions; confusion, anger, anxiety and fear. Me? I wasn't feeling any of those. In truth, I felt almost nothing.

Humans are designed to feel emotions. Humans are designed to feel happiness, sadness and fear. And feeling nothing? Especially in this circumstance? It was almost terrifying. Yet, strangely calming.

The truck opened suddenly. I was grabbed forcefully and made blind by some sort of bag.
"Walk." A deep and unfamiliar voice said while pushing me forward. I regained my balance before going toward the unknown.

I took two steps before saying, "I can't see."
He scoffed before saying in a sarcastic tone, "Do you want me to remove the bag so the little princess can see?"

Next thing I knew, I was on the ground; in intense pain. I was pulled back up and forced to walk again to the unknown.

I heard a door open and closed. Someone pulled the bag off my head. I was surrounded by two men with tattoos, a women with black hair and two men with guns on either side of them.

The women torn off the tape. I screamed.
"Quit your screaming. No wonder she said you've got lungs on you." Her voice was Satan. Beautiful to listen to but you know you shouldn't.

"Who are you?" I asked, staring at her intensely.

She laughed while saying, "My name is None of Your Business."
She kneed me in the stomach after that.

The two men grabbed me and threw me into a room. I didn't bother fighting back. I would be fighting a loosing battle. It would be five against one. Even if I did run; I still wouldn't know how to get help. I didn't know where I was or the general direction in which we came from. In any case, I was still bounded. Any plan would require use of arms and legs.

I was truly stuck. I am at the mercy of whoever kidnapped me. For the first time in eight hours, I was able to process my emotions. I was scared shitless. I didn't know how I was able to survive this ordeal. I didn't know if I would ever see my family or friends again. I didn't know if I would see Justin again.

I could be dead tomorrow and they would have no idea. And that, my friend, was the most terrifying thing of all.

I didn't know how much time had passed before I fell asleep.

*Later*

Darcy's POV:

I was awoken by the door opening; it slammed against the wall.

"Good, you're up." A girl with dirty blonde hair said, almost laughing at my circumstance. I rubbed my eyes to adjust to the light. The girl huffed.

"Are you done yet?" She yanked me up without waiting for a response. I was pulled by by hair through two rooms. Then, I was thrown into another room with another unrecognizable face. He had short, brown hair with an evil smile.

"How you doing, beautiful?" He petted my hair. I was horrified.

A/N: Hello, my wonderful readers? Wasn't that an emotional experience? Feel free to leave your comments on how you're feeling! And don't forget to vote!