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Jess spent her entire middle school life blending in. She never spoke up, never brought attention to herself. She played online games, binged anime, and hardly ever left her room. Starting high s...
So, this is how I die! Blindfolded in a basement, that smells like molded cheese. Just great! The chair I'm tied to is uncomfortable and hard. I can hear music above me, and I have to go to the bathroom.
"Hello? Anyone in here?" Damn I can't move. "I have to pee, and my arms are numb."
No answer. Well hell! This turned into a great life. Why can't anything be simple. I had a great life. I was invisible, never hot, kidnapped, and never had people bust into my room, or make me ride a two wheel death trap. I hate this!!
I heard voices before the door opened. The door slammed into the wall making me flinch.
"Hola chica you awake?"
I gulped and tried to steady my voice. "Yeah." Good it wasn't shaking. "Can you untie me? Please?"
"I wish it was that easy señorita, but as you can see, it's better to sit right here." His laugh was evil.
"No. I can't see. I can't see anything and I have to go to the bathroom!" My heart was pounding now. The Spanish guy was totally unexpected.
"Sí señorita, I need you as my insurance. You are the most valuable person in this room. I can not just let you have your freedom."
"Who are you? Why am I here?" This is getting complicated. What makes me valuable. Something to do with Lance I bet! That son of a!
My thoughts got cut off when cold metal touched my cheek. "I would rather keep that my little secret. If you don't know then I don't have to kill you sí."
Yeah, that's just great. Now what am I gonna do. "I still have to pee. Where is William and Lance?"
"So full of questions chica. So many I can't answer. I will have a friend of mine take you to the bathroom, but she will tie you back up when you are done. If you wish to stay alive señorita you will keep your eyes and mouth closed."
My heart is pounding so hard I thought I'd faint or pee myself. I could tell the metal was a knife and it's point scratched along my cheek to my neck. I gulped in air when it left my skin. Chill bumps spread all over and I swear I can feel my heart stop. He laughed at me.
"I see you know how to be quiet." Suddenly his lips crushed mine in a ruff kiss.
I choked and tried to turn away. The ropes dug into my wrists as I squirmed. His breath smelled like tequila and lemons. A hint of smoke hit my nose as well. He pulled away and laughed loudly as he walked away. I heard the door slam shut again and my head dropped. I am not going to cry, I am not going to cry.
It felt like hours passed and I was to the point of just peeing on myself when I heard the door open slowly. Soft footsteps came closer and gentle hands untied the ropes at my ankles and wrists. I stretched and groaned as the feeling started to come back. Pain in waves washed over my arms and legs like I was being stung by bees millions of times over and over again.
I tried to stand and almost fell. The arms around my shoulders were strong but small. "Not so fast you'll faint. I'll help you."
"Thanks." I leaned into her as I took small steps with her. She didn't take the blindfold off and I felt safer leaving it on.
Just outside the door, steep steps led almost straight up. It didn't smell much better at the top. It was still moldy, only add a dusty dryness to it. I wanted to puke and could feel my self start to gag.
We turned left and the smell got worse. The bathroom smelled horrible and I was scared to even touch anything. I hesitated when she turned me around.
"You are in front of the toilet just sit when you get your pants down." I could tell she looked me over once. "Don't worry I cleaned it so you can sit."
"Thanks." I said as I fumbled with my pants. "I feel so much better."
I sat down and it was instant relief. Like eye rolling relief. Yelling from outside made my heart stop. I almost started crying again. Oh, boy no not gonna do that. If I get home I'm locking my door and never coming out again! This is why I hate people. People ruin the good stuff and mess up other people's lives.
"You must hurry. Quickly I must get you back down stairs." She was worried. I could hear it in her voice.
I don't know what's going on, but I do know I don't like it. I get my pants up and suddenly I'm being dragged back down the stairs. My blindfold slipped a little as she pushed me down on the chair and ruffly tied my hands behind me.
I heard heavy foot steps coming down the stairs and angry voices echoed down to me.
"Si él no paga ella muere!" A gruff voice said loudly.
"No mi amigo, yo solo podría mantenerla yo mismo. "
I could feel the two standing over me. I waited for them to say something to me. Yeah I feel like a scared little kitten trapped in a box. Only I wish I did have claws.
The gruff voice spoke again but this time my heart did stop. I wish I could faint right now. "You know what. You might just be right, mi amigo." Warm fingers touched my cheek and I closed my eyes.
The blindfold falls lower and I squeeze my eyes shut. Damn I'm gonna die. This isn't right and that voice is so familiar. I've heard it somewhere before. I should of paid more attention in Spanish class.
Pain exploded trough my scalp as a hand full of my hair was yanked back, tilting my face up. I bit my tongue to keep from yelling. His grip was tight and I started fighting tears.
Someone yelled from above us. The guy holding my hair let go and walked away.
"Mi Amor, you are safe for now." He kissed my cheek and followed the gruff voice guy out slamming the door behind him.
♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Authors Note: ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Just in case you don't know Spanish here is translations.
Hola - Hello
Chica - cutie
Señortia - Miss or ms.
Mi amigo - my friend
Mi amor - my love
Señor - Mr.
Si él no paga ella muere. - If he doesn't pay she dies.
Yo solo podría mantenerla yo mismo. - I might just keep her myself.
