Hated Love

Hated Love chapter 3

"uhhhhhh" I moaned. I felt  sharp pain in the back of my head and in my limbs. where was I?  I looked up above and around to get a sense of what was going on, but nothing. I couldn't see anything. the room or place I was in was pitch black with not even a glimmer of light.

Wait, how'd I get here in the first place? I remembered walking over to another classroom to find Zane, but then blank? Did I get kidnapped? I started panicking a bit and asking myself some questions. how long was I in here? who kidnapped me? My mind was just too full of unexplained events. did Zane plan this? No, it couldn't have been. I had his packages with... the packages? I quickly began to feel the floor around me; searching for any box like structures, left to right I felt my hands rub across the hard concrete floor, but nothing. I was alone, and I lost the packages that I did so much work to get.

"This couldn't get any worse" I mumbled. I felt like I just said a taboo.

"Lock the gate and send them out" I heard from a distance.

Someone else was here? I crouched down onto my hands and knees and began feeling my way to where the sound was. I crept closer and closer to the sound until I hit a wall of some sort. I put my head against the wall gently and began to hear a conversation

"How long should I keep 'em out sir "

"Midnight should be good enough, also don't forget to check up on that girl"

Girl? I thought. was that me? what about midnight, what time was it? And what was 'em? I felt like I shouldn't have listened to the conversation at all, so many questions were popping up in my head.  

Tap, tap, tap...

A noise? I pressed my ear against the wall even harder.

Tap, tap, tap...

The noise kept getting louder and louder, it sounded something like, like footsteps? I immediately stood up and began to scurry away from the door. I began to panic wondering if I should fake sleep, play dumb, or even try to escape. Any one of those sounded like a stupid thing to do, but I didn't know what elseI could do.

while I was scurrying away I promised myself that I would never laugh at people in horror movies again. Experiencing the real thing was far more frightening than what I saw in the theaters. the suspense of what was going to happen to me was practically choking out my lungs; My breath became unsteady and I became more delusional, hoping that someone might just come save me.

"Zane" I whispered. I didn't know why I said that, but at that time it was the only thing that came into my head. at first I thought it might be out of anger, but it didn't sound right. to me it sounded more like, like I was hoping that he would be the one to find me. of course he would probably be the only one who had a clue to where I was, but still why'd I call his name? The reason I was in this situation in the first place was his fault in the first place. At least that's what I thought.

"Oh, so you're awake already" I heard a voice not to far behind me.

Crap, I thought.