Stolen

Chapter 5: Somebody That I Use To Know

The next morning I woke up to the sounds of heavy footsteps.

Wow, that dream felt so real. I never thought that a dream could feel so.. Depressing? Sad? Alone? I know that dream about me getting kidnapped was horrible, but maybe I should tell my mom... Maybe my mom can do what moms usually do and comfort me and tell me that it was "just a dream".

Before I could fully awaken, my stomach dropped from what I automatically saw when my eyes began to widen.

My throat became dry, and sore. Whenever I panic or get really scared my throat starts to feel swollen, but it never affects my breathing. Sometimes I doubt that I'm normal...

I slowly rose from the couch that I fell asleep on, afraid that if I moved too quickly that I'd make a lot of noise and catch someone's attention.

I looked around the room in panic, and realized that I was not in the home that I know and love.. I was in the same, plain, and horrifying room that was in my dream. The same dream that I most dreaded.

Was it another scary dream just like the ones I use to have when I was younger? Just like the dreams I use to wake up crying from, and running to my parents room in the middle of the night? Oh, I hope it was only a dream, and my mom called “Pimp My Room” to surprise me with this room... Even though this room looks like a piece of shit...

“Mom?” My voice was gravelly from just waking up.

I softly cleared my throat and walked towards the door hidden by jackets.

I could see a tall and familiar figure approaching me. My mom wasn’t as tall as this person- This isn’t my mom.

As the person came closer from behind the jackets I hoped that it wasn’t the person I hoped it was.

“Morning Beautiful” The person I was the least happy to see smiled at me.

“Who are you?” I took a couple steps back.

“Your boyfriend, silly” He came closer to me, and wrapped me in his arms with a smirk. His touch gave me butterflies, and I’m ashamed to admit it.

This guy still thinks I’m his… girlfriend? He still wants to believe I want to stay in this hell hole? Who is this guy? Well, at least he’s in a better mood than yesterday.

I pushed him away, “I’m s-serious” I stuttered being nervous that he let me push him off, “Who are you?”

“Did I forget to introduce myself?” He looked down smirking, and looking embarrassed.

“Um, kind of...” My voice trailed off.

“I’m Zach, and…” He looked up at me, “That’s all you should know.”

I feel like I use to know a Zach...

“What’s your last name? How old are you? Where do you go to school if you still go to school?” I couldn’t hide the curiosity in my voice.

His beautiful big brown eyes were frozen on me. He made me feel insecure. I have a feeling that he’s not going to tell me on his own.

I held his hands, “Come on you can tell me?” Holding his hand by choice felt… right.

He smiled at me and softly squeezed my hands, “I’m 17, and I go to school near you.”

He swayed our arms back and forth, which made me bubbly.

He said he went to school near me, and he’s 17, so he’s in high school. The only high school that’s close to my school is Ridgeloo High, which was mostly for rich kids.

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What about your last name?” I smiled innocently at him.

“It’s too soon for you to know, babe.” He winked at me. How did wink so flawlessly? I can’t even wink without look my face looking like it’s having a seizure.

“Pleeeaaassee?” I stretched my ‘please’ hoping for a satisfying response.

“Not yet” his voice sounded weak.

I pulled him closer to me, wrapping my arms around his waist. “Please... Babe?”

I couldn’t believe I was calling my kidnapper this... And I can’t believe he didn’t mind looking at this train wreck in the morning.

“If I tell you... Can I kiss you?” his question sent chills up my body.

“My forehead” I tried to sound calm, but really, in the inside I was going crazy. I smiled to decorate my voice.

My eyes widened as he came extremely close to me, and whispered his last name into my ear.

I quickly pulled away from him, and took a step back.

I know this guy. My kidnapper wasn’t a stranger after all! I can’t believe this! This guy use to be a part of my life... A BIG part of my life.