The Mysterious Girl

Chapter 11 - The Kidnapping

(This chapter contains things like mentioning rape, suicidal thoughts, and abuse. You have been warned.)

Ryder POV

'Gotta text fast! Gotta text fast! Gotta text fast to fast to faster faster faster!'

Text:

Ryder 😎: Did the guy that kidnapped you two want Violet as well?
Shayna 👑: Ya, He did. Why?
Ryder 😎: Violet's been kidnapped! And it's all my fault.
Brianna 🦊: What do you mean she's been kidnapped?
Ryder 😎: I took her to a party and I guess she saw me kissing Amber....and ran out of the house.
Brianna 🦊: You idiot!!!
Shayna 👑: If 'He' took her. We don't have a lot of time!!
Ryder 😎: How are we gonna find her?!?
Shayna 👑: ...
Shayna 👑: Brianna, I guess we have to go back to that place.
Brianna 🦊: Shayna!! You and I both know what he's going to do to her!!
Shayna 👑: I know!! But we have to help her!! She's our sister.
Brianna 🦊: Fine. Ryder, we're coming to your house.
Ryder 😎: I'll notify the guards.

I exit the chat and call up my guards. "Hey, there are going to be two girls coming to the gate soon....yup.....got it....bye!"

It's been 30 minutes and they're still not here. "Ding dong" "Well speak of the devil's and they shall appear." I mutter under my breath. I walk down the stairs and open the door.

"Ryder, on our way here we came up with a plan." Shayna starts. I nod my head for them to continue. "We need to find a way to get 'Him' to contact us." Brianna continues.

"Well, how are we going to do that?" I ask. They both shrug. 'Damn!' "Well come inside so we can plan" I whisper-shout since Angela and my parents are sleeping.

We sit on the couch as Shayna and Brianna go onto their phones; google mapping the house they suspect Violet to be in. "Find it yet?" I ask again. "Ryder, this is the 14th time you asked. Shut up already!" Shayna groans. I quickly shut up and look at my Instagram.

"Hey Ryder?" Brianna asks. "Ya?" I reply. "Do you by any chance, know if Violet had her phone with her?" She asks. 'Phone? HER PHONE!!' "She did!" I say, my face beaming with hope. "Good! We can track her!" Shayna says. I sigh, 'Don't worry Violet, your coming home.'

Violet POV

I awake in a dark room. I reach up to rub my eyes only to find my hands chained. 'Just Great!' I pat my hands around to see if my feet are chained as well. And they are. I try to adjust my eyes to the dark, key word, try. 'It's too dark!' I silently curse my luck under my breath

I hear a knock on the door. 'Shit, shit, shit! What to do?!? Ah, pretend it be asleep!!' I lay down softly, to make sure the chains don't rattle. They door creaks open and a fairly young guy comes in.

He turns on the light, giving me light to look at his features. He has dark brown, almost black hair, dark brown eyes, he's about 5'12". He's also wearing all black.

It also let's me look at the room I am in. I am in a cell looking room. Except there is no toilet or cot. The walls are cracked cement, as well as the floor. The chains I have on are old and rusty. I scan the room for something that could help me get out. Nothing.

He walks up to where I'm laying and put a plate down. On the plate is a stale looking piece of bread and half a cup of water. He stands up and leaves, not before giving me one last glance. He makes sure to shut the lights off, leaving me in total darkness. 'Well crap!'

I sit back up and munch on the stale bread. I drink a little water then lay back down. I'm still wearing the dress from the party so I wasn't raped. 'Thank god!'

*timeskip a couple hours later*

An old ass looking guy walks in. He has pale-oily skin, Graying blonde hair, straight nose, and cracked lips. He's about 5'11". He looks like one of those pedo's.

"My dear Violet, it seems your awake now!" He says in a rugged voice. I just stare daggers into his head. He chuckles and bends down to my level. He caresses my face, "I never thought I would get to see you up close my sweetheart!" I cringe at the name. I spit on his face and his face does a complete 180.

He stands up while wiping his face with his sleeve. He then stares at his sleeve. He clicks his tongue and swiftly kicks my face. (She's still chained) My head jerks to the side as I scream in pain. He continues to kick me anywhere his foot could reach. Head, shoulder, knees, toes, legs, wrist, arms, stomach, back, ribs. (Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes) You name it, he's kicked me there.

He wipes the blood off his shoes and walks away making sure to turn off the lights. I wheeze in pain. I'm pretty sure I have a couple fractured ribs, broken wrist, leg and nose. I can feel the blood ooze from my open cuts and bloody nose.

I attempt to lay on my back and close my eyes in pain. 'Hopefully I get at least a couple hours of sleep.' I softly cry as I lower myself to the ground. The only thing I can think of is Ryder. Wait Ryder!! He can save me! Wait...he doesn't like me, he likes Amber, he'll never come for me.

Shayna POV (surprise mwahahhaha)

"When Brianna and I were younger we were kidnapped by a man named Sam Leon. We were kept in the basement. He kept us there until gradually he started trusting us. Eventually he let us out of the house and go to school. One day he told us to get groceries, we told him it would take a couple hours since it was just the two of us. He reluctantly agreed and let us go. That day we ran away. We used the money for groceries to get train tickets going to anywhere far away from him. We ended up here, and met our older sister!" I said explaining to Ryder.

Brianna and I trust him. He made Violet happy. "I'm happy we ran away. Who knows what would ahev happen if we stayed!" Brianna says smiling. I smile back at her and we start crying. "Aye, why are you crying? Stop crying! I don't know why to do?!?!" Ryder panics. We laugh at him and he calls down our friend Angela from her peaceful slumber. Wait Angela!!!

We slowly back away with our phones out and recording. The thing about Angela is, she doesn't like people waking her up. She's definitely not a morning person. Angela walks down the stairs looking like Samara from the Grudge. I pray for Ryder in my head, he's 99.99% chance going to die. She walks to the kitchen and grabs a knife. "Ooh shiet! Ryder your fxcked!!" Brianna whisper-shouts to Ryder. He slowly starts backing away as she gets closer.

Every step closer she takes, another step back he takes. Angela says very grumpily might I add, "What do you want Ryder?!? I was having a very nice dream about my crush Austin!!" (Ha! Like my little reference Angela!😂) He stares at her as she realizes her mistake. She drops the knife and sprints upstairs. Ryder sprints after her.

I grab the knife and put it back in the kitchen. I start walking up the stairs, Brianna close behind when we hear Ryder asking Angela a whole bunch of questions, "What's his name?" "How old is he?" "Is he in your class?" "What does he look like?" "Where does he live?" And last, but not least, "Does he go to our school?" She answers back fairly quick, "Austin, 15, yes, like a god, nearby, yes!" She pants heavily since she said it all in one breath.

"Well then, you better introduce me or I'll have to follow him home from school and confront him." Ryder says very seriously. Angela nods and says that she would introduce him to Austin. He sighs happily and walks away like it was nothing. 'WTF!!!' I yell in my head. I'm pretty sure Brianna thought the same thing since she had her wtf face on.

'Don't worry Violet, he's coming for you!' I'm glad she has him.

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Since I wrote this story on my phone, my pinky has an indent of the bottom of my phone! 😂 My finger is cramping like nothing! Also I got sick! ☹️ Boooo! I originally had planned for the guy that brought Violet food to be called Austin, but decided last minute to change it. Angela don't be mad I added your "crush" you don't like anymore in the story!! 😋 Bye-Bye!!! Next chapter will not be as crazy as this one! Bye you little chicken nuggets!! ✌️ (1518 words)