Past Lives

Chapter 4-Help!!!

"Help! Help!" I scream as blured white blobs are in my sight. They come closer and closer to my face until they're clear. I scream and the people in white are trying to get me to stop moving but I can't. Being kidnaped is a terrible feeling, especially when you wake up strapped to a table in the middle of I don't know where.

I'm still screaming when they stick the syringe into my arm with sleeping syrup in it. As I fall into a dreamless state of black.

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When I wake I'm no longer tied down in the white room, but in an apartment that looks strangely farmiliar. I stand up and walk hesitantly to where the door is. Then quickly open it. Nope, a closet.

Then another door on the other side of the room opens and Brenna steps through it. I look in the closet and grab the first heavy thing i see. Its a door stop.

"Easy," She says with her hands up, "I'm not going to hurt you."

"What do you want?" I ask, door stop still at large.

"I want to help." she tells me trying to get closer. But I don't buy it.

"Like hell." I say, "Your the one who kidnapped me. Then tided me to a table."

"It was for your protection. I was---"

"Protectiomn from what? What is so dangerous you had to capture a 18 year old girl?" I scream at her. Only then do I relise I'm crying.

"From yourself." Brenna tells me. After a few minutes of silence she speaks again, "There are new clothes in the closet. Change and go downstairs when your done. There are gaurds outside your door when your ready." She then turns and leaves without a glance.

Looking in the closet I see I'm not going to find any jeans or t-shirts. It's all either business clothes or summer dresses. I pick out a summer dress and a pair of silver flats. Once I have that on I look around the room for my bag so that I can have my phone to call someone but of course, they didn't seem the stupid type. So I decided that I should at the least see why these crazy people kidnapped me.

I reach for the handle and turn the nob. Once the door was open a man with a gun and padding came to me and asked, "Are you ready to go, miss?" All I could do was nod; after Brenna had knocked me out with a clothes rack I wasn't about to trust anyone here with a gun.

He took my arm and led me to an elevator. It could have been the same on as in my dream but who knew? Brenna was alive, I had scars where 'Ali' had scars. You know anything is possible and one of the possibilitys could be I was going crazy.

When the elevator hit the ground floor we steped off and the two gaurds lead me to a room that looked like any other living room. It had a sofa from the 80's and two chairs with a tv set and a table with a half dunk coffie. There was also someone sitting the chair infront of the tv and the tv was showing a rerun of 'Modern Family'.

The gaurd who had brought me from my room said to him, "Derek, this is A-" he stopped himself short from saying the dream girl's name. Then restarted, "Derek, this is Julie. She'll be staying here for the time being. Make her feel at home, she needs to be at the lab at 3:30." Just as he turned to go he wispered to her, "He knows about your...dreams." But he said dreams as if he didn't belive me. Then he walked and left me with this 'Derek' and a Modern Family rerun.

I walked over to the counter and saw that there was coffie and thanked the lord that it was there. I think that I might have died if there was nothing here that I knew. After another rerun I approched Derek and asked, "Where are we?"

He didn't turn around but answered, "Calafornia."

"Calafornia!?!" I yelled. How the am I going to get back to Maine from here?

I walked to the door and opened it and walked out and tried to run down the hall but there were arms around my waist. They were strong and felt like they were sopose to be there. I only hesitated for a second before I tried to run again. I was pulled back into the room where the gaurd left me. Derek pulled me and set me down in the chair. But still I pushed and tried to break free from his grasp, but he wouldn't let go of me.

"Hay! Hay!" Derek yelled at me. Then the tears hit me again, and the realization that I had been kidnapped hit me. There was a likeliness that I would never see my family again. That I would never see my loving mother and father or my crazy brother again. Then Dereks arms were around me again, right where they should be. And I was sobbing onto his shoulder. "Hay, Hay." This time he said it with concern and softly. His hand went to my hair and I looked up at him. I looked at him for the first time, really looked at him.

He had a dirty blonde color hair, it was more brown than blonde though, it was curly and looked as if it haden't been brushed in a few days. He had blue eyes, but not just your normal blue, it was like a melting ice blue. He was the best looking guy she's ever seen. "It's going to be alright. But there's now way out of here. Trust me, I've tried." He looked only a few years older maybe 20, 21.

"Well you know why I'm here," I say to him,"but why are you here?"

He looked down and smiled, "Same reason as you I have 'dreams', but about Josh, Ali's boyfriend."