Who's There? - Kidnapped

Chapter 8: More conversations

The kidnapped toddler was trying not to break down and cry, she put her hand into a small fist and hiccupped. She had to admit, she kind of felt somewhat comfortable with the boy that was holding her, because he'd stroke her hair every once in a while and tried to calm her down when he felt her trembling. Tori was a different story, her demeanor was icy, she looked like she wanted to break something, or someone.

" H-h-how you know Michael? " Bella asked in an unsure, shaky voice, not looking at anyone in particular. She was afraid of what their answer might be. Both kidnappers looked at each other, " oh honey, that's none of your business.. "

" W-who arwe you? " asked the toddler, finally mustering up the courage to look up at the two figures in front of her.

" I... am Tori, " the blonde said smugly, as she looked at her brother, waiting for him to say something. Bella looked up at the boy holding her, " So who awre you?? " she asked in her innocent voice. The boy shuffled a bit, not wanting to answer. " I'm Zig.. " he finally answered to the little girl. Bella nodded at his response.
Bella began to eye the girl with the frizzy hair, trying to see what she was looking at, eventually she looked up at the boy holding her, something on his neck caught her eye, " my bwother used to has this.. " she said softy, attempting to reach for the necklace, the boy pushed his necklace/dogtags back into his shirt and involuntarily hugged the little girl, " I know," he murmured sadly.

Bella sighed, she just wanted to go home.

* Back to Michael*

Ricky stared at his friend,who looked like he just seen a ghost, it was odd for him to see Michael so scared by something, considering how he usually acts. If Michael hadn't gone god knows where for no apparent reason, then Bella would've been safe.

There were people in white jackets that had came to collect Bella's items ( her little jacket, backpack, etc ) and put them in plastic bags with labels on them. One lady also took samples of the blood that was mentioned, and asked Michael if he knew her blood type. He truly did not know anything about his sister.
There were news people and other members of the community holding up large copies of a picture Bella, for the cameras to see. He felt like he was in a daze. Still trying to convince himself that the blood on her backpack could easily have been some of her popsicle that melted. Though he knew his wishful thinking wasn't true.

Neighbors were mumbling things like,
" something like this was bound to happen sooner or later.. That boy is nothing but trouble " Causing him to tense up.  If he wasn't so out of it, he would've given them his infamous death glare.
" Michael, " spoke Ricky. Michael, who was in a trance like state, didn't hear his friend talking to him. " MICHAEL! " he yelled even louder, causing Michael and half of the neighborhood to look at the two boys. Ricky continued to speak, " dude, what the hell did you do? " causing Michael to quickly snap towards him, " what did I do? WHAT did I DO!? " yelled the usually arrogant boy.

" Shut up and listen. Your 4 year old baby sister is on an Amber Alert and there are real f*cking cops here questioning everyone in the neighborhood, what the hell were you thinking when you left Bella? "
" I fucking TOLD you man, I was out fighting Eddie! " Michael exclaimed.
Ricky was hesitant to believe his best friend, because he knew what his friend was capable of, and thoughts were running through his mind nonstop, " What if he sold her for drugs? Could he have killed her? Or dropped her off at a dealers house? Would he stoop so low to trade her for drugs? "
The list was endless.

Bella's Point of View

A loud thud followed by a few crashing noises caused the toddler to nearly fall out of her male kidnappers arms, who was also surprised by the loud sound. They both turned to the entrance that Tori was coming from, she was holding a few pieces of wood that looked like a playpen, Zig's eyes widened as he recognized what his sister was holding; It was a playpen that belonged to their deceased baby sister.

It was old, and the paint had faded. It looked like it was barely holding itself together. The blonde threw the playpen to the ground, before giving a cold glare to her brother and Bella. She turned her back and stalked back towards the entrance she came from. Sounds of loud barking suddenly filled the room, and a stern voice followed, " Zig, bring her over here. " The boy wearily got up, holding Bella like you would a newborn baby. "DROP her, " his sister demanded, he looked down and saw a group of small dogs now in the playpen, some of them were fighting, some of them were chewing on the bars of the playpen. " Throw her in there, " the girl repeated, with a quick head motion signaling him to go on. Zig froze, " what ??? " he questioned, causing the toddler to also tighten her grip on the boys clothing. " You heard me! " Tori barked. Slowly, she then bent down a bit to the height of the toddler and winked, " have you ever had a doggy before? " Tori asked.
" no, " the toddler mumbled, " thewyre big and scawwy " she said in a sad tone.

.... " Oh.. that's too bad.. Well, I have a few you that you can meet " Tori said with a fake smile. She nodded her head quickly at Zig, signaling him to do something Bella didn't understand. He stood while thinking about it.
His sister noticed his hesitation, " Zig, NOW! " she screeched. His arms were then empty.
Within a split second the room seemed to be falling, wait no, it was Bella that was falling. The little girl felt a weird snap in her leg, followed by this intense pain running through her small body.