At the age of 12 i was kidnapped..... ch 17

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I locked the door be hind me. I laid on my bed and cried my eyes out. I kept wondering why I was born? When I entered school to the day I was kidnapped I

was maid fun of. Then I was kidnapped for almost 4yrs. I was used for sex and if I did something wrong I was beaten for it. Then I fell in love with Mark but he

break my heart by having sex with Lisa. I wrapped my fingers around the necklace he gave me. For some reason I couldn't take it off. I know I still love him but

it a relationship that would never work. My fingers brushed against Alice necklace. I started crying even harder. I had found Alice parents. I had where they

lived and there house number but I was to chicken to do anything. I knew I had to do something soon. It's been almost 2yrs since I've been home and almost

3yrs since her death. I had told the police about Alice, but I didn't know what they did with the information. I feel haunted by Alice. Then now I found Locus

which I have feelings for and I'm being stalked by Mark. I got off my bed and sat at my desk chair, I grabbed the stack of letters from Mark, I stared at them I

was afraid of them like there were going to pop up alive and eat me. I had put the date on them. Sometime I would get more then one a day. I wanted to know

where they put Alice body. As I was reaching for the first letter there was a knock on the door. I froze.

"April can I please come in?" it was Locus.

"Please April." he sounded so sad.

"Go away Locus." my voice cracked.

"April I'm so sorry. I couldn't let you get arrested." I stop crying but my voice wasn't any better.

"I told you I could take care of myself."

"So can I April! I told him no more."

"But look at what he did Locus. I was willing to get arrest for him to not hit you!" I yelled at the door.

"April please open the door."

"No go away. Give me a couple of days to cool off then you can come back and we can talk."

"But."

"Please Locus."

"Okay. Good bye April." then it went quiet. I ran into the bathroom and threw up but all I threw up was acid because I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday. I

brushed my teeth and went back to my desk. I stared at the letters. You need to open the letters to see what he says. I reached for the letter again and there

was scratching at my door. It scared me so bad that I jumped off my chair and tripped over a pair of shoes.

"Service stop. April honey please open the door."

"Dad I want to be alone."

"Honey please let me in." I got off the floor and walked to the door. I opened the door to see a very sad looking dad at the door.

"What happened honey?"

"I'm just having a really bad day dad I'm fine."

"Well being arrested by your uncle can do that but why are you fighting with Locus?"

"It's nothing dad."

"Fine I'm going to make lunch I'll come and get you when it done."

"Okay come on service." I grabbed my cell phone and Alice number off my desk. I sat down on my bed.

"Come on service." I patted the bed in front of me. She jumped on and sat down in front of me and stared at me with sad eyes. She knew something was

wrong.

"I should call and tell them right?" she barked. I put my forehead on hers.

"I can do this." I whispered. I pulled away from her and took a deep breath. Service put her head on my lap. I felt like I was going to threw up. I picked up my

cell and dialed her number. I slowly put the phone to my ear. I knew at any moment I was going to have a panic attack. All I hear is ring, ring, ring. I was

petting service head.

"Hello?" I froze

"Hello?" it was a male voice.

"Hi is this the male of the house?"

"No who is this?"

"My name is April. I was wondering if I could speak to a parent of this house please." my voice was shaking

"Ya okay wait one moment." I heard him call mom and moment later there was a female voice.

"Hello?"

"Hi is this Mrs. Louis?"

"Yes may I ask who this is?"

"My name April. I wanted to talk to you and husband in person."

"About what?"

"Mrs. Louis my name is April Price and I was with your daughter Alice." the phone was silent.

"Hello?"

"You're the girl who was kidnapped with my daughter?" she said in a whisper.

"Yes. I have something for you. May I come over some time to day?" I heard Mrs. Louis crying and I started crying.

"Please Mrs. Louise don't cry."

"Yes anytime."

"Okay is it okay if I can bring my service dog?"

"Yes of course."

"Okay I'll be there in an hour or so."

"Okay." and she hung up. I put my arms around service neck and I put my face in her neck and cried.

"April honey lunch what's wrong?" I looked up to my dad.

"I called Alice parents. I'm going to meet them in about an hour." he walked in and sat on my bed.

"Why did you do that?" he sounded mad

"It's been almost 2yrs since I've been home and almost 3yrs since Alice was murdered in front of me. I should have done this years ago. I need to do this."

"Fine I'm going with you."

"No dad I need to do this by my self."

"But."

"No dad I need to do this and I'm bring service." my dad just stared at me.

"Please dad."

"Fine." he got off the bed and left/

"I wonder why he acting this way?" I asked service. She just stared at me.

"Okay let's do this." I got off my bed and went to take a shower. I took a hot shower. I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around me. I walked up to the

mirror and tried to wipe off the steam and what I saw in the mirror made me scream. When I looked in the mirror again they were gone. I think I'm losing it.

When I wiped the mirror I see Alice with her throat slashed and mommy (Joy) staring at me. I brushed my hair and walked into my bed room. Service was still

sitting on my bed. I closed my bedroom door; I got changed in some jeans and a long sleeve shirt. I didn't want Alice family to see my scars that I got from

daddy (John) and the clients. I put some flip flops on. I grabbed my purse that was hanging from my bedroom door.

"Come on service time to meet the family of my nightmares."

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