Mine II Neymar Jr. II (English)

Cuatro

I woke up early in the morning, and saying early, I mean before six o'clock. I was turning from side to side the whole night like a woman possessed on the bed, changing my position and waking up all the time. In addition, these nightmares, in which the most beautiful day in my life was becoming the worst one. Who would have thought that all this happened because of the stress associated with my marriage? One thing was certain - I couldn't take it anymore. I got up, stood on the cold floor in my room, went out to the balcony, I came back, lay on the bed, I stood up again and began to walk the bedroom along and across. And so over and over, trying to do something with myself and think about something different. At nine o'clock I was called at breakfast, but I couldn't swallow anything. I felt how my stomach was compressed. Eventually, with great difficulty, I managed to eat a green apple and drink a glass of water. It was the only thing I could do at that moment. At 12:00 everything took on a deadly blunt. Make-up, hairstyle and all other things related to the preparation filled my time and made that before I look, I was sitting in the car with my parents, going straight to the church. When we arrived at the place, it seemed that all the guests were already there. We received a message that everything is ready and it's time to start the ceremony. We left the car and I stood with my dad in front of the church door. Last time I checked if my dress looks good and I grabbed him by the arm.

- Ready angel? - he looked at me with tears in his eyes.

- I'm ready - I nodded and a small smile crept onto my face. The brass wooden doors were opened and the first sounds of the church organs sounded. We moved calmly, feeling dozens of glances on us. We reached the altar where I was handed over to my future husband. I looked at him, at his shiny eyes and cheerful smile and suddenly all the stress that I had felt since the morning disappeared. Now only we mattered, it was our moment, our little big moment. The priest opened the ceremony and before we noticed we stood in front of each other, intending to literally take the oath and put on the wedding rings. I was so incredibly excited and seeing Alvaro face I knew that he felt exactly the same. 

- I love you - I read out from his lips. 

- I... - I wasn't able to finish, because the door opened with great force and two loud shots sounded. A man in a balaclava with a gun pointed in the guests sitting in the pews and walked into the church. He shouted some incomprehensible words to me at that moment, waving his gun. There was a chaos, everyone started shouting and panicking, and he didn't do anything about it, he just walked confidently in my direction. It all happened so fast and any stimulus could barely reach to my head. I stood as if I had been frozen, unable to make any move. I heard two shots again. Alvaro, who just a second ago stood by me, suddenly disappeared somewhere. I looked at my dress with two red spots. Did I get shot? Before I could lift my head, I felt a strong tug. Someone grabbed my forearm and started pulling me towards the exit. I looked up and the only thing I saw was the black balaclava material. My heart began to beat a thousand times faster, my breath was nothing like the normal one.

- Stay away because I'm going to shoot her! - he shouted in a hoarse voice and put a gun to my temple, leading me towards the exit. We left the church and I was brutally pushed into a low black car. He sat in the driver's seat and started from the parking lot with a screech of tires. I had no idea what was going on. I prayed that if it was a dream, it would end soon. I wanted to wake up so much. However, it didn't happen and I became more and more convinced that it wasn't a nightmare but a reality. We were driving at a deadly speed, and after some time we were joined by a group of police cars whose sirens wailed continuously.

- Puta! - he cursed as he looked into the rearview mirror and added even more gas as if it was possible. The pursuit lasted several hours, but my kidnapper managed to escape when we left the city, which meant that my only hope disappeared. For a long time after that I still heard in my ears the unbearable sound of the sirens. It was dark and the first stars were shining in the sky, but we were still rushing in the direction unknown to me. Since I was put in here, I didn't moved a bit. I felt my legs numb from not changing a position for a long time. I was so scared to move, even to twitch. I was even afraid of tears. I also reduced my blinking to a minimum. I looked ahead, for a long time not recognizing the road we were driving. I had a complete emptiness in my head. I never suspected that this was possible at all, but even any thoughts were afraid to show in my head. Suddenly, however, some reflexes reminded me that I'm a human being and not a statue. I felt the drops of tears running slowly down my cheeks, one by one. I think my body couldn't hold it anymore. Single tears turned into rivers after a while. I couldn't do anything about it anymore. I began to cry hysterically, choking with tears. I've never cried so hard in my life and I didn't care that it might be the last thing I would do in my short life. My kidnapper stopped the car in the middle of nowhere and turned off the engine. I started to shake and I knew that it wouldn't end well, but I couldn't stop. As if I realized just now, what's really going on. I was terrified, and every now and then passed me unpleasant shivers, which only increased my cry. I felt his eyes on me, how he looked at me deeply and that made me feel so uncomfortable. By the way, what an irony... I was kidnapped and I'm going to die in a minute, but the only thing I think about is that someone is looking at me intensely. In the end he turned his head and we both sat in silence, interrupted only by my sob, or rather dolefully crying.

- Stop crying! - he finallysnarled, evidently irritated, but I couldn't stop. - I said stop! - he grabbed my wrist so hard I had to look at him. The only thing I could see was his shiny eyes, in which sparkles of anger flickered. There was something in those eyes, that I couldn't take my eyes off them.

- Let it go, please, it hurts - I said through tears, feeling the big goose bump in my throat, almost begging. He snorted and let go of my wrist. He bent to the clipboard in front of me and took out the handcuffs. Without a word, he chained my right hand to the handle on the doorcar. He lay comfortable on the seat and, as I thought, he fell asleep. For a long time in silence I was staring at the infinite darkness. I felt the tears slowly ran down my cheeks. I was still shaking and there were more and more questions in my head that I didn't know the answers to. It was difficult for me to understand what was actually happening and why it was happening to me. Why would anyone kidnap me? Fact, my parents had their own company, but they didn't earn great millions. There are a lot of richer people in Spain. I didn't have any enemies and I always tried to have at least good relations with everyone. So why me? What if this is a mistake? What if there should be another girl in my place? I have nothing to offer. Now, however, it doesn't matter, I have to figure out how to get out of here, but the dark didn't help at all. I could break the window, but first I would wake him up and, secondly, I was chained to the door. The only thing left for me was to wait for a better situation. I hoped it come quickly, because by looking at this psychopath, no many days left for me. Who is he? I couldn't see his face through the balaclava, but his voice didn't sound familiar. I wonder what my parents and Alvaro are doing right now? Certainly they are terribly worried, my mom is in tears and dad comforts her. If only they knew that till now I'm in one piece... What should I do now? How to behave? Nobody has ever taught me how to behave during the abduction (I doubt anyone does such things...) and my survival instincts didn't want to turn on. One thing was certain, I was on my own and on the mercy of the man sleeping next to me, but I'm afraid that in his dictionary this word doesn't exist...

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