Isolated // H.S {ON HOLD}

ch 6: The Walk

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*Chapter 6: The Walk*

 As we started climbing, I gathered courage. “Who are you!?” I begged. “Why are you doing this? I've never done anything wrong.”

He continued pushing me up the mountain.

“Why are you doing this?” I begged again.

 “I’ll explain to you later. When we get to where we’re going.”

We continued climbing. The night was dark. He forced me to hold a flashlight to illuminate our way. He held the knife in one hand, his arm always at my waist or shoulder. 

“Do you realize what you are doing?” I pleaded.

“Of course,” he seemed to huff.

He had told me that he intended to hold me for ransom, but I didn’t believe that anymore. “If you let me go, I won’t press charges. I won’t let my father press charges on you,” I said with as much conviction as I could muster.

 He huffed again. The trail was getting steeper. “You don’t need to make me any promises,” he said in a sarcastic tone. “I know what I’m doing. I understand the consequences of my actions.” He didn’t sound crazy. He only sounded mean. Rude.

Up and up we climbed. The trail grew narrow and more difficult. It got colder. It was the middle of the night. I was praying and pleading for a way to escape, but clearly that wasn't going to happen tonight. 

I turned around to look at him. He was fairly tall, with broad shoulders and a slim chest. It was too dark to see much more than just the outline of his body, and his thick, curly hair hid most of his face, but I could see his cheeks and his eyes peering through his hair. 

Then it hit me. I remembered him! I had seen him once―no, twice―before. Once when I was shopping downtown with my mother. Sometime in the fall. She had given him a little money. She had given him my dad’s name and cell-phone number so that they could help him more. My father had hired him to do some handiwork. Just before Thanksgiving, I thought. I also remembered watching him from the upstairs railing that looks down on our front hall. He had looked up to see me watching him while he was waiting to get paid.

He pointed up the mountain. It was steep. So rough. Looking at it, I realized we’d have to crawl in places. Dawn was getting closer now. The sky was still dark, but the eastern horizon was turning a hint of gray. 

Moving closer to me, he repeated, “If you try to run, I will catch you. Do exactly what I say, or I will kill you. I have friends. They will kill your family. Your little sister. All the others. If you try to escape, if you do anything that I don’t tell you, I will kill you and your family.”

I felt his breath upon me.

“Do you understand?”

I understood. And I believed him. He stared at me, then grunted. “Let’s go.”

I turned and started crawling up the mountain once again.”

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