The Mother's part CONTINUED:
4 Hours later. Currently an hour left to arrive at this address.
Speeding down the road, the address given to me is put into the GPS. Following the direction's, alot would be running through my mind. You can do this Vera. Do what they want, get your daughters, and leave. Everything will be fine.
Sighing, I'd turn on the radio, hoping that'd ease my anxiety. Coming up to a red light, I'd hit the breaks, waiting for it to turn green.
Continuing to listen to the radio, I'd turn the station to Classical, my daughters never really liked Classical, but I do, I find it so fancy and elegant.
"Cmon light, change already!" 7:30 was on the clock. 'd suddenly feel a bit nervous, like that sort of feeling you get when you think someone is watching you.
Turning my head to my right, the AC would be on full-blast blowing small strands of my hair out of place.
"Oh." I'd say under her breath. "It's just some small children, playing in the car next to me." I'd continue to stare at the small mini van. The children are sitting in the back, while supposivly the mom and husband are in the front seats.
Turning my head back to the light to see when it's ever going to change, I'd think of my daughters, how'd they laugh and play all the time in the back seat when we were out on a ride. But then I'd think about the husband and the wife, leaning my head on to the steering wheel, almost going off into a doze. Why couldn't that have been me and Johnathan?
BEEP BEEP!
I'd jolt my head up, looking at the light. Stepping on the gas now, making a left. 7:36
Back to Marie's part:
"Ugh! This woman better not be a minute late! If she is, I'll have your head!" Turning my head to this manly voice, It'd come from a corner in the room were in.
My sister and I were removed from that room we were in hours ago, we were put in a car and driven somewhere. Then next thing we know, we have duct tape around our feet and arms and blind folds masking our eyes.
A light switch turns on, and I could hear my sister whimpering. "Shh, Dalia it'll be okay." Foot steps paced around the room were in. Even though I had a blind fold on, I could feel a shadow infront of me, then I'd feel rough fingers touch my skin near my eyes, pulling the blind fold down gently, I'd squit my eyes, adjusting to the light.
One of the guys from before, who fed us took off my blind fold, he smiled again and I just shrugged it off giving him a blank stare.
I'd tried moving, only realizing, I was tied back to back to my sister, so our backs are pressing. Squiming now to at least try and get out of these ropes, It'd be no use..
I'd let out a big breath, like a sigh, looking at my surroundings trying to figure a way out of this place. Where are we? It looks like it's an abandoned car workshop. Plus I see some jumper cables and a tool box in the corner of the room. As well as a beat up car.
"Ahh!" I'd hear my sister let out a small scream, probably because her blind fold was removed. I could feel her rapidly moving her hands from behind her trying to free herself from the rope.
"It's no use, Dalia. Just try to stay calm, I'm right here. See?" I'd then use my hands tied behind my back to grip her hands, now holding them. Hopefully trying to give her comfort and put a smile on her face.
Suddenly someone would come in to the light of the area, now clapping slowly. As if we won a grand prize or a reward for being kidnapped. I'd chuckle at the thought of this. Now looking up to see it was a russian man. He looked familiar.
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My Clone has been Kidnapped
HorrorYou know how rain drops are safe and hidden away in a cloud, and then just like that, the cloud burst and all the rain drops come crashing down, hitting the pavement. Vanishing after a while, and then never coming back. Until the cycle starts again...