My Rainbow of Confusion

Chappie 18

Chapter 18: The Service

Amber

"Abe."
"Hmm?"
"Where is my phone."
"Phone?"
"Yes, phone."
"Did you come here with a phone?"
"First of all I didn't come here, you kidnapped me. Second, yes, yes I did."
"Are you sure my dear?"
"I always have my phone."
"Oh! Silly me, you mean that one. Well, I already had my servants dispose of it." He smiled.
"Dispose how?" I actually asked this time.
Quick recap. My name is Amber and I was kidnapped by the guy who likes me because I don't like him. And now I am asking for my phone because I know, Sam, the girl I actually like, texted me. Along with my best friend. Recap complete.
"Meat grinder." He laughed although I knew he wasn't joking, and pushed himself out of the chair.
We were in the living room area of his house.
I haven't tried to escape yet because it was still too early, I know he is expecting it.
Abe walked towards me. He leaned down and touched my chin.
"Careful, don't want to give the servants a show." I said.
Abe smiled, "maybe I do."
I scrunched up my face.
He's disgusting.
This fool, has been trying to sleep with me all morning!
I'm sorry, but I am not a morning sex person.
"Besides, you don't need a phone because everything you need is right here." He stood up and opened his arms to me, he patted his chest.
I honestly couldn't help but smile a little.
"I hate you." I stood and walked to the stairs.
When I reached the top of the stairs I went down the hall and made a right to the bathroom. I locked the door.
Abe has a terrible habit of not knocking before entering.
I have been here for 6 hours and I already know this hallway like the back of my hand.
But anyways, on to more important things.
Tonight, I get the hell out of here.
Or I at least try.
There are 4 bed rooms on the second level.
The master, two normal bedrooms, and Abe and I's room. All have windows that are too high to jump out of.
Then there are two bathrooms.
This one, that I am currently locked in. And the one in the master bedroom.
No windows, just vents that I can't get into.
On the lower level, we have a living room, a kitchen, a dining room, and a deck.
Abe said I couldn't go outside and the deck is guarded day and night by one of his servants, Doc, who he probably promised a raise to.
Oh I forgot to mention that the master bed has a balcony, but, of course, that is guarded also by Titi.
The service.
We have Titi, Doc, Alabama, Dan, and Poppe. They do it all.
Poppe is the youngest, 16, Dan is the oldest, 66, and Alabama, 30, is my favorite.
Its her that I know who would actually help me bust out of this joint.
Someone is coming, gotta switch locations.
I stand up and quickly turn the faucet on letting the water run.
I let it run for a bit then I turn it off.
I exit the bathroom.
When I open the door I meet Poppe.
"Hey Poppe." I greet her.
She stares at me.
The thing about Poppe is she doesn't talk very much, or at all, and when she is talking she is reciting the rules and regulations that Abe made up.
She's a nice girl, I think.
"You um, want to use the bathroom? I'm finished-"
"Mr Dip would like to see you."
She cuts me off and scurries away. I don't even get to ask where.
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On my way to the bedroom I meet Titi.
Titi is maybe in her mid 30's, attitude on a hundred, all day everyday.
"Not at your post Titi?" I ask.
I however don't give not one fuck about her little attitude problem.
"No, Poppe took over for me, so don't think that you can go sneaking off where ever you like." She rolls her eyes and walks away.
I do the same.
When I reach the bedroom Abe is not there just Alabama and Dan.
"Where's Abe?" I ask.
"He had some business to attend to." Dan said to me.
Dan is a nice old man. But he is a stickler of the rules, just like Poppe, Titi, and Doc.
"So what did he want to tell me?"
"That he has some business to attend to and that he loves you and he will be back soon." Alabama smiled at me.
Alabama couldn't care leas about what Abe or anyone else says.
She is a chatter box and if you aren't careful you'll be story hopping all day.
You were talking about her first time in an apple orchard when she was 7, but, by one word has now triggered a memory of when she was 26. So now you are with her, cliff diving in Papa New Guinea.
Dan left leaving just Alabama and I.
"He loves me." I scoff and sit on the bed.
Alabama sits next to me, "what is it that you want love?"
"I want to get the hell out of here! I want to go back to my friends and my family. Oh my family! When my parents get back and my mom realizes that I'm missing, its over. I miss Crate and I'm dying without Sam." I weep.
Alabama closes the door and holds me close.
"Oh dear, oh dear. I wish I could help I really do but-"
She stops and gasps.
"What?" I inquire.
"There is a way.."
"What way?"
"But, I want to come."
"Sure whatever! What way?"
Alabama sits up and takes my hand in hers.
"In the basement. There is a door. But its one of those cool hidden doors where you pull a book off a shelf and it opens up. When you open it, there are some stairs that go up to the bowling alley." Alabama tells me.
Okay first of all, there is a basement?!
And second of all, I'm underneath the bowling alley?!
I shake my head, this is so much information, "I'm under the bowling alley?"
"Yes."
"Figures. Listen we leave tonight." I say sitting up.
"Oh no we can't, not tonight." Alabama says.
"Why not?" I'm trying to get the hell out of here remember?
Alabama closed her eyes, "his business, was taking care of some intruders by the door. You friends Amber, and Sam."
I stand up with a jump, "what did you say?!"
"I was trying to stop them. I even put the guard rails away thinking it would scare them off but they kept coming. And I wasn't fast enough to warn you. Doc, already told Mr Dip." Alabama confessed.
"What's he gonna do to them?" I ask shaking.
"I don't know honey."

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