Chapter 4
I lay down on a small mattress laid out on the floor restless. I feel so exhausted and my mind hurts from thinking so much, but no matter what I couldn't sleep. I was put in a small room, no windows, one chair and the old beat up mattress. The door was locked from the outside, one man keeping guard beside it, leaning back against the door restless and bored.
I don't know what the point was in having a guard watch me from the outside, seeing as no one but the people who took me know I'm here and that there's no way I can really get out. Even if I did where would I go? I have no idea where I even am or who I can even trust out here, so what's the point? Either way I'm screwed!
I let out a sigh and close my eyes. My clothes stick to my dry bloody body, rubbing my skin uncomfortably. I allow my mind to go blank as I listen to the sound of the guard rocking slowly side to side on his feet, making the floor creek. I tap my hand on my stomach nervously yet bored at the same time, wishing that it would just all get over with. That whatever they are going to do to me they would just do it now, and end it. Is that to much to ask a kidnaper?!
I begin to think about everything I've done with my life and begin to regret it. Would I ever see my mom again? Would I get to accomplish all the goals I've yet to do? Should I just give up on everything and give into Sal and the rest and do what what they want me to do? Well maybe not the last part... Forget I even mentioned that, if you can handle it that is?
The clearing of a throat echoes in my ears causing me to slightly jump up off the mattress. I let my eyes readjust to the dim light from the hallway. There standing in the middle of the doorway stood a tall figure, his face covered in lurking shadows. Even in the dim light I could tell that unlike the other men I saw today he didn't wear a suit. Instead he wore some dark blue jeans with a white shirt, but in the light gray.
"You must be Allura," his dark voice said more as a statement.
"Yes and who are you?" I ask rising up against the wall, still sitting on the mattress.
"It does not matter,"
"Well you just came in here and woke me up so I think it kind of does matter." I reply folding my arms across my chest.
"Well the last time I checked you were awake, muttering to yourself if I may add." he slowly turns around and closes the door, leaving us in complete darkness alone. I grip my arms harder around me and try to locate where he is, let alone try and hear where. But I can't hear anything past my own breathing and the hard pounding in my head.
"Where do you come from?" he breaks into the silence.
"Why?"
"Because,"
"Because? Care to expand on that?"
"Yes... Because." he smirks
"Great thanks, you really over did yourself."
"Anytime, so where?"
"Somewhere,"
"Do you want to want to expand on that?"
"Sure, somewhere... On earth." I smirk.
"Thanks, that really helps!" he jokes, we both laugh quietly together for a while in complete darkness. I begin to relax more, my muscles loosening up.
"So how old are you?" I hear the food creak quietly on my left only inches away. I begin to tighten my grip around myself once more.
"Sixteen," I try to see him through the darkness but find it impossible.
"Sixteen..." he repeated as in deep thought, I hold my breath because his voice was so close that it made me nervous.
"Who are you?" I ask, wanting to know.
"I all ready told you it doesn't matter," he mutters.
"Well you know mine, so it's only fare I know yours," I move away from the edge of the mattress, no longer feeling safe.
"Just forget it Allura," I go silent and close my eyes, there's no point in having them open if you can't even see anything.
"How do you know my name?" I ask finally.
"Everyone here knows your name," I listen as he walks away to the other side of the room and stops. "Goodbye,"
"Where are you going?" I ask opening my eyes again.
"I can't stay here forever," he teases. "Besides, I'll see you again." with that he nocks on the door and the guard opens the door slowly, reviling the dim light once more. His face still remains in shadows, his figure perfectly still as he faces me. "Goodbye." he says once more before walking out, the door closing behind him. Leaving me alone once more, but with more questions and more tired...
