The Unexpected Visit

Day 5 This picture describes how my life is going

I wake up in an unfamiliar bed, still wearing my clothes from the previous day. I hear a buzz coming next to me and see my phone lighting up.

50 missed calls

100 text messages

I look at the missed calls and they're all from Kyle and Jake. Of course, Jake would tell him. I need to make sure they don't try to find me because I will get in big trouble from Eric. I quickly type out a message in reply telling them not to worry. I look around at my surroundings, catching glimpse of a small window in the corner. Careful not to make any noise, I get up curious to see where he had taken me. As soon as I reach the window, the door flies open, making my body tense up. Afraid to make eye contact, I keep my back to the door and my head down.

"It's nice to see you're finally awake."

I don't say anything, but instead let out a deep breath praying he doesn't hurt me like before. He doesn't say anything else as he walks out of the room.

It's been two days since I've been here, and nothing has changed. I sit in an empty dark room all day, only seeing Eric when he brings me food, which I never eat. I don't trust him and I don't understand why he basically kidnapped me. I ignore Kyle and Jakes texts because I don't want them getting hurt if they come look for me.

I was taking a nap, since there is nothing else to do in this boring place, when the door opens abruptly and an unknown face appears in front of me. I look down trying to avoid eye contact and notice a shiny object in his hand. My breath quickens, and I try scooching back on the bed to create more distance.

"Eric didn't want to do this himself, so he called me."

"What are you talking about" my voice shaky as I'm afraid of what he's going to do.

"Don't worry, this will only hurt a lot." he laughs evilly.

I close my eyes anticipating my death. I never thought my life would end like this. I always dreamt of what my kids would look like, what their kids would look like. I can't believe this, I feel a tear run down my face. I hear the gun click and close my eyes tighter. This is it.

I feel like I'm sitting there forever, when I hear him swear under his breath and mess around with the gun. I'm still afraid to open my eyes, scared of what I might see.

"Come on! Not now. Ugh!"

After what feels like eternity I hear the door slam shut. Slowly opening my eyes, I glance around the empty room. My breathing is still heavy, and every inch of me is shaking. I need to get out of here before he comes back, or

worse, Eric shows up. I look for my phone, in hopes its where I left it a few days ago. Out of sight and sound. Careful not to make much noise, I reach for my phone crossing my fingers it still has some battery life left. I move like a turtle, one because I am still shaking and two I'm afraid that man is going to come back, but this time ready. Thankfully my phone is at 30% which is enough to send out my location.

I waited about 30 minutes until I finally got a response. No one has come in the room yet, but I am still freaking out. I feel my phone vibrate for the second time and see that Jake has responded.

OMG are you okay? What is going on?! Why haven't you called the police? Don't worry we will be there as soon as we can. I love you!

I didn't call the police because I knew Eric would find out and kill me before they could get to me.

I read the last line a hundred times. He meant it as a friend, he doesn't really love me? Does he?

I've always liked Jake, but he has been an unspoken 'off limits' because he is my brothers best friend. I sit there and daydream about my life if Jake and I were dating. I sigh, knowing that won't happen because he doesn't love me like that, and I was about to die. All I've been doing these past few days is cry, sleep, and cry again. I feel more tears well up in my eyes. I am so scared to die, I can't die!

I didn't realize I fell asleep until I woke up to screaming outside the door and what sounded like fighting. The nerves started to bundle up in my stomach as I got as far away as I could from the door. I sit on the ground with my knees pulled to my chest staring intently at the door, like my life depended on it. Well I guess it does. I try to listen to the voices to see who is out there, and my breath hitches in my throat as soon as I recognize the voice.

Jake.

I get up frantically and start banging on the door,

"JAKE! JAKE IM IN HERE! HELP!" I scream through the door.

I can hear Eric laugh and I know that's not a good sound.

"Let me out! You can keep me, just let him go please!" I beg, I can't lose Jake, I'd rather die than see him die.

I hear the lock click and the door slowly open. I look straight ahead to see Jake tied to a chair, duct tape covering his mouth. I start crying at the sight. What did I get them into? I scan my eyes around the room and my heart drops at who stands in front of me.

"Dad?" I whisper, barely loud enough for myself to hear. My dad has been working with Eric all along. He told him I would be at the restaurant with Jake. My own father was willing to kill me! I start having a panic attack, my sight becoming blurry. The next thing I see before I black out is a disgusting smirk on my father's face.

I wake up sitting in a chair with my arms and legs tied up. I lift my head up and realize I'm back to back with Jake.

"Jake, I am really sorry. I didn't want you to get in the middle of this. I knew this would happen."

"Sabrina, don't apologize. I am going to do everything I can to make sure you get out of here and he gets what he deserves. If I don't make it, I love you. I've loved you for the longest time, but I knew Kyle would kill me if he knew. You are an amazing girl, and I am so sorry you have to go through all of this. You do not deserve any of this."

I start crying, again, but as I am about to say anything, the front door opens and in walks Eric, my dad, and the unknown man who was going to kill me. They don't acknowledge Jake and I, walking past us like we don't exist. I need to come up with a plan to get out of here, and fast. I try to get my arms free without them looking, but the ropes are too tight. I look around for anything sharp, my eye landing on the knife on the table in front of me. I need Jake to distract them, so I can get the knife without them seeing. I nudge Jake and nod my head toward the knife, his eyes get big, warning me not to do it. My life is at risk, anything I do now can either help or hurt me.

The next few moments happen in a blink of an eye. I wasn't even sure I was awake, it felt like I was dreaming. I knew this was real life though, and there was nothing I could do.

Several men dressed in black entered the cabin-like-house, guns drawn, face masks on. I wish I could say I was imagining all this happening, but unfortunately it wasn't my imagination this time. I don't know how to describe it besides a slow-motion action movie scene. Bullets were flying past Jake and I's head as we ducked to dodge any stray bullets. I can hear Jake say stay down when I felt a sharp pain cut through my shoulder into my neck. I scream out in pain, and slowly feel myself fading into the darkness.

"NOOOOOOO!" Is the last thing I hear before everything goes completely black.