Murderville - Audrey Jensen

Chapter 42 - Kidnapping

(Warnings : mentions of suicide, kidnapping, chloroforming, swearing at some point (probably)

Word Count : 2152

Song : Cold, Novo Amor)

The girl stared at the lights as she walked by, letting out a small chuckle. Maybe it's because she was just about to kill herself, but she could finally see all the beauty in the simple things.

The lights were like little stars she could reach out and touch. Her own personal solar system.

Her wonder was cut short by a familiar voice ranting to themselves.

"Noah?" she whispered, running until she saw the boy.

"Yeah, that'll be cool" he was practically sprinting towards his car, shaking his head at his own stupidity "I'll even go alone. I'm a moron"

"I mean, you're not wrong"

He let out a loud yelp, clutching at his heart until he realised it was just his cousin.

"Oh, you're hilarious" He sighed, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards the car.

"Wait, why are you here?" Vicki frowned.

"You need to chill out, Foster" He ignored her and carried on with his little rant to himself, yanking open the passenger door for Vicki before going round to his own.

"And stop talking to yourself!" Vicki chuckled as he jumped in, taking the seat next to her behind the wheel.

Before he could reply, gloved hands came out from the backseat, wrapping themselves around his neck and placing something over his mouth. Vicki let out a shrill cry for help and Noah struggled to breath, the girl getting out of the car quickly and taking out her phone so she could call the police. She watched her cousins body go limp as the killer jumped out the backseat after her. She was just about to hit call when the phone was smacked out of her hand.

There goes another one.

Oh well, it won't matter when I'm dead.

"Look, take me" She held out her wrists "Or kill me. Whatever. Just leave him alone. Please"

The killer stopped, seemingly surprised, before grabbing the girl and covering her mouth just like they had done to Noah.

She thought about fighting, but instead stayed completely still, accepting her end.

She had asked for death.

And that was what she was getting.

***

When opened her eyes all she could see was darkness. Her head was swirling and felt too heavy to lift. And for a while, she thought she had finally done it. It specifically being died.

But when she heard voices, she knew - or more hoped - it wasn't true.

Trying to move her hands, she felt something itch at her skin. Her wrists were bound with rope.