Riley Carmichael is a smart, spunky girl who can handle herself. She has a twin brother Danny, a football player, a girl getter. They move to a small town to hopefully settle down. Growing up moving all over you would wish that too.
But together Ril...
I can still hear the waves... but I can't see anything.
I feel something on me and I instinctively reach up to my face. I touch fabric. All of a sudden warm, rough hands grab arms and pull my from the log.
I start panicking so I do what everyone does in movies, I thrash and scream.
"Help! What the-" something clamps my mouth shut over the fabric.
"Keep your mouth shut or you die." A voice growls. I've never heard it before. But from the sound it's a he.
The hands push me roughly through the trees to god knows where. I'm jerked backwards suddenly, and I realize the man stoped moving.
"Open the back." He says. I hear metal creaking, and I'm being lifted from the ground.
Next thing I know Im thrown on metal ground, I landed on my side. I winced from the pain.
I lay there listening to my surroundings. I hear a door open and close. Then I hear an engine start.
I'm in a car. Okay, I think I can do this...
I reach up and rip the fabri- sack... A sack was covering my vision. Laying on my side, I look up and my eyes widen as I see the guy from the diner driving the car. His tattoo creeping up his neck.
I look around and see I'm in the back of a van. With no windows... Okay, this won't be as easy as I thought.
I stand quickly, but grab the sides of the van to keep stance over the bumps. I run to the doors and ran into it with my shoulder using all of the force I could summon.
It didn't budge. Dammit! "Hey!" I turn and the guy in the passenger seat is staring at me in disbelief.
"Shit, I thought you said she would go into shock and pass out?" The guy says to tattoo man.
"I thought it would!" Tattoo guy slams on the brakes and turns on his seat. I turn back to the door and try opening it... there's no handle! What the hell!?
Both guys start laughing. I spin around and their just looking at me amusingly. "Look sweet thing, this isn't our first kidnaping. Now do yourself a favor and don't try anything. It'll only end badly for one person here." Tattoo guy smiles as he speaks.
A chill ran down my back. I stand up straighter to look more intimidating. "What do you want?" I ask.
"I think we'll let boss do all the talking." He smirks. He nods to the other guy.
Tattoo guy hands the other guy a syringe. I gulp down the knot in my throat. I back up until my back is pressed against the van doors.
The guy grabs my wrist and I try and yank it away but his grip tightens. "No!" I scream. "Stop!" He ignores me and stabs my neck with the needle. I just stare at his smiling face. Why am I so confused?
His face becomes blurry. It's like I'm in another world. I feel myself falling to my knees, and then my vision goes black, and I drift off into a deep sleep.
~~~~
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
