I couldn't see clearly. Everything was blurry and I had one huge headache. Drew was at a desk writing something down. I tried to speak, but nothing came out but a moan. That's when I realized I had tape on my mouth. My hands and feet were both tied up, tight. What did I do this time? He didn't tie me up last time I got in trouble. Oh God, did he know Casey was alive and gone?
"Did you think I wouldn't find out?" Drew asked, but continued to write. "Oh wait, you can't speak! Oh silly me... Well let me tell you what's going to happen. First, you are going to pack up all your clothes and pack up Casey's old clothes. Then, we are leaving for Texas. Casey won't know where we went and the cops can't find us. So I'm going to untie you and you have to hurry up and pack, we leave in an hour."
He untied me and then I went upstairs. I said a prayer that I'll be safe with my parents soon and that Drew will be in prison for kidnapping God knows how many girls. I started to pack up my clothes first. Then Casey's. Drew came in and asked me if I was ready. He took one suitcase, and I took the other. He told me to put it in the back of the van. And believe it or not, he let me ride up front.
We drove to the airport. Then we were on a plane for five hours.I thought about my family the whole time. Were they still looking for me? How were they? Oh God......PLEASE LET ME GO HOME! I was on the verge of tears, but I held them in. I didn't wanna cry in front of all these people knowing I woukd get in trouble for it later.
After we landed and got to our new house that already had furniture and pictures of Drew and his daughter. I felt sad for Drew because it must have been hard losing a child. I wish I could comfort him.....WAIT! He kidnapped me, so why should I comfort him? He has done nothing but tear me apart emotionally. I started to cry. I had all the tears from earlier built up plus the ones coming along now. I literally feel like a doll. I don't get to live my life how it was planned. I am living a life my master wants me to. My master is Drew. And I'm barbie. Why can't I at least have a Ken. Or at least Casey back. I'm happy she's free... But I wanna be free to.
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The Stalker
Mystery / ThrillerIf you read this, I'm sorry. This was my first story and I kind of thought I was dragging it on to long so I ended it. The ending is a little rough. But thanks to anyone who reads, votes, or comments! (: ily