Kidnapped

Chapter 13

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*5 hours later*

I checked the time on the clock:

11:30p.m

Just then, what happened earlier came into my mind.

I remember seeing that guy in the truck. Thoughts flood my mind.

Did he see me?

Will he call the police? Can the cops find me?

Is today the day I return? Return to my brother, dad, and friends?

"Come on, time for some sleep." Nate says snapping me back to reality once again.

"Can I shower? I haven't been clean for three days." I ask.

"Tomorrow." He says.

He tries to put my wrist in the cuff, but I grab his wrist, which surprised him.

"I don't know why you're not obeying, we've done this plenty of times." He says.

"I'm not letting you control me anymore." I say calmly.

"You will let me if you want to not get hurt and possibly killed."

"Kill me. Oh wait, you can't." He tries to pull a move on me, but I grab his other wrist and put it behind his back so he's in pain.

"Why haven't I done this before?" I ask myself.

"I don't know. Why haven't you? "

He does something and before I know it, he has me pinned to the wall.

"Try something. I dare you."

I live up to his dare and kick him. He tries to punch me, but I duck and he creates a hole in the wall next to my head.

"Look what you made me do." He pouts.

I just shrug my shoulders.

I get out of his grip and run. I was reaching for the door, when Nate pulls me away from the door.

"Let me go." I scream.

"Nope." He says popping the "p".

He ties me to the pole again in the basement. I'm trying to get free, but I fail and hurt myself.

"That's what happens." He says.

I keep struggling.

"You won't get far with that, princess." He says.

I struggle so much, my wrists bleed.

"Told you." He shrugs.

"Just let me go." I beg, crying.

"Told you, I can't."

"Please."

"Ask again, and you're going to get hurt, even though I don't want to."

"I won't tell anyone."

He slaps me across the face and my cheek burns.

"Goodnight." He says slamming the door shut, clearly sad that he has to leave me here.

*5 hours later*

I wake up and know it's late.

I struggle, and it's obvious that Nate didn't tie me to the pole correctly, because I was able to get free.

I go upstairs and check for signs of anyone.

When I know I'm clear, I run to the door, unlock it, and run.

I finally make it to the road that I saw earlier. I've run so fast, I'm breathing heavily and I feel a bit lightheaded.

I wave my arms when I see someone.

They pull over.

"You're Brook Evens, aren't you? You're the girl who disappeared for eighteen weeks." He asks.

"Y-yes." I breath heavily.

"Woah. Take it easy." He says worried.

Before I could say anything, I pass out.

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