Hostage

Chapter 1

I quietly read the book that was propped up onto my lap. I sent a glare towards the door when i heard a faint sound from behind it. It must be in my head i thought to myself. I shouldn't psych myself out over small noises but this one gave me eery & bad vibes. It got louder followed with a squeak of the porch step. I thought my bookmark into place and got up, straightening out my shirt. Once i stepped into the kitchen nothing but silence surrounded me. Froze when i felt a pair of arms snake around my neck. He didn't say anything  but all that was heard was my screaming followed by him grabbing my long hair and tugging my head back violently, he then placed a rag over my mouth as i was kicking and screaming, the room suddenly went dark.

I wake up dazed not knowing where i am and too tried to open my eyes. I tried to move my hands but they were bound to what seemed like a chair. When i moved my hands i felt a sudden jolt of pain run through my back and arms. I could hear a low muttering of men talking in the distance and one of their voices sounded familiar but i couldn't figure out where i've heard it before.

Finally gaining enough strength to open my eyes, i scanned the dimly lit room. The wallpaper was peeling and it seemed as if i had been in the center of the room. I froze when i heard the click of a lock followed by  the turn of the knob. Soon enough a muscular figure stepped in the room, closing the door behind him. As he slowly walked into the light, i got a breeze of mas cologne, that also smelled familiar. He stepped into the light just right to where i could see his torso and up.
I then realized it was my ex, who dumped me a week ago. Another figure entered from behind me, to then grab my shoulders and whispered in my ear, “pretty flower”.

I felt tears burning at the corners at my eyes. “What are you doing?” i asked in a hoarse voice. “I came to say hello” he said with a mischievous smile plastered onto his face. I couldn't breathe properly.
Only my mother knew about the nickname my dad had given me befor he died. I couldn't figure out how he knew it. Several ideas ran through my head with fury about my ex, nicholas, and why he had brought me here.
I couldn't figure out why he had brought me here. I mean he was the one who had broken up with me. We broke up last wednesday, at taco bell, it was 4 days and 7 hours after our 3rd week anniversary. One of his friends had told me the day before that he was going to propose and he had already bought a ring. But he broke up with me instead. I was doing fine today, because it was the first day i hadn't spent crying. I thought we were going fine and we even had sex only once, it was pretty go0od i guess. Who would've know that my ex was this psychotic. I looked at my wrists. They were bound. I fixed my gaze at the door when my ex steeped in, “why am i even here?” i asked blankly for the third time. He sighed before finally answering, “you see...since we have had sex when you were a minor.. They’re suspecting it was statutory rape, and my plan is to destroy the evidence” he said with a devilish smirk on his face. I froze in fear. I didn't want to die, panicking i was thinking of ways to get out. I tried swallow the lump in my throat. I tried to escape by wiggling my hands until they were red and sore. They watched me struggle and laughed. I heard a low mumble that slowly faded as they went back through the door, it closing behind them, and left me alone in the dim light. After they left i heard a sound outside as the rain came down loudly on the tin roof of the warehouse i was in. I closed my eyes, wanting nothing more than to sleep.

* * * *
I had opened my eyes as i heard the loud rusty door open, soon enough an unrecognizable person stepped in through the doorway with a bladed metal bat in hand. I could feel tears build up in my eyes. As the person got closer i feared worse. Soon enough they stood right in front of me.they wore a black ski mask to cover their face. With the bat he dropped it to the ground and pulled out a pocket knife, what shocked me was when he started cutting the rope. Once again my arms were free, i rubbed my sore wrists.
He didn't say anything but i assumed he was helping me escape and i was happy. He ran quickly to another door behind where i was sitting. He yanks me by the arm following him through the doorway and down a dark hallway. There were no lights in the hall so i couldn't see where he was taking me. After going through another door i felt the outside breeze of air he dragged me over it a black pickup truck, we both got in, and i watched him make the truck roar to life. He drove onto the dirt road. Once we finally hit the main roads that were empty he took off his ski mask. He threw it into the back seat and continued to drive.

A/N

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