Hostage//Dolan Twins 👀

Why me.//Chp. 4

When I opened my eyes all I saw was darkness. Rope around my wrists and ankles. My throat dry with the taste of metal. I guess I took a pretty hard fall.

I was laying on my side in the backseat of a car. It smelled like smoke and alcohol. No music just the sounds of other cars passing by fast. I was guessing we were on the freeway heading wherever the hell that man was taking me.

I wonder what Grayson and Ethan are doing right now, I thought to myself. Probably at home eating cereal or something. Anyways..I need to try to find out how to get out of here before I get killed.

I tried getting my hands out of the tight grip of the rope but it was going to take a while until I got them out. I don't have "a while" though. I have no idea how long I've been in this car. It could've already been an hour, two hours, five. I don't know but all I do know is I don't have much time left so I guess I'll try getting my hands free first.

*10 minutes later*

It's been a while and I STILL haven't gotten my hands free. I'm close though. After a while more of pulling and tugging the rope broke and my hands were free.

I was just about to take my blindfold off when a phone started ringing. "Hey, what's up" I heard the mans voice say. He sounded like he was in his late 20's. His voice was deep and seemed to be a little raspy. "I'm taking her there right now chill" he said. Where is there? I guess I'll find out soon.

After the man was done talking on the phone I waited a while then I took the blindfold off. He had brown hair and was wearing a dark blue tee shirt with ripped jeans.

I looked around the car to see if there was anything sharp around me so that I can cut the rope that tied my ankles together. There was nothing sharp around me which I guess was a good thing but then again a bad thing.

I looked down at my ankles. Cuts and bruises everywhere. After a while I managed to get the rope off my ankles.

Maybe I should try getting out of the car...I thought to myself. But then I remembered I couldn't really walk because of my leg. My only choices were to either try to make the man crash or to attack him. Without really thinking I lunged at the man.

"What the-" I scratched his cheeks which made him bleed. He tried to push me away meanwhile he pulled over the car and put it in park on the side of the road. I yelled meanwhile scratching him to try to get someone's..anyone's attention. He grunted struggling to keep me away.

I continued scratching his cheeks when he reached for something in the passenger seat. He grabbed a gun and held it up to my temple. The cold metal touched my hot skin. "STOP YELLING AND SIT THE FUCK DOWN, DONT MOVE." I sat down and my eyes started to water.

He grabbed extra rope and a bandana from his glove compartment. He got out of the car and opened the backseat door with the gun still aimed at me. "If you try anything I won't hesitate to shoot" he told me as he pulled me out of the car harshly and retied my hands and ankles together.

Before he put on the blindfold I looked into the car and saw the time. 1:10 am. Great, it hasn't been that long. Maybe about 15 minutes. He put on the blindfold and threw me in the back.

*My thoughts*

Why me. Why did the twins leave me that night. Why didn't I call 911. What difference would it have made, the guy broke my phone anyways. The only people I have in my life are the twins, Ethan and Grayson. No siblings, parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins nothing. Their my only hope. I keep asking myself the same question though. Why me.

Okkkk soooo hope you guys are enjoying this story so far 😊 This chapters pretty boring tbh....😫Btw this chapter was inspired by the book "Girl Stolen" by April Henry.
New chapter tomorrow! 💞 Any thought or recommendations on what's going to happen next? Comment 💜