Amaya's Amaranth (Wattys2014)

Chapter 29: Kidnapped

The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong

-Mahatma Gandhi

I woke up and tried to look around. And the first question on my mind was, Where on earth am I?

A yellow bulb was hung from the ceiling whilst the rest of the room had no light. I couldn't make out what was there in the room. I tried to get up and that's when I realised that I was tied to a chair. Ever so slowly my senses started coming back and I found out that a cloth was tied around my mouth. I was so thirsty and tried to speak but all that came out was a muffle.

" Wow, took you ages to wake up, " I heard a male voice speak up. I froze. Who was that?

The person came in front of me and I got a closer look at him. He was about 6' and his head almost touched the ceiling. His cheeks were broken inside and his skin was pale. He looked more frightening under the yellow light.

I pulled at the chords but in vain. All the more, it made pain shoot through my hands. I let out a scream but the cloth suppressed it. Water, I needed water badly.

" Shut up you little bitch, " he said and grabbed a fistful of my hair making me look up. My head throbbed in pain as his grip on my hair increased. I began to cough due to thirst and he pulled the gag out of my mouth.

" Water, please, " was all I could manage to say then.

He threw my head back and it banged against the back of the chair. He went away and brought a small tub of ice. Like those you use in the refrigerators. He took two ice cubes out and thrust them into my mouth. I was going to spill them out but before I could, he put the gag back in place and made it tighter than before. My teeth began to pain and my tongue began to go numb. I tried to push the ice cube out but that caused my lips to go numb as well.

I began to thrash in pain which made him laugh all the more, making goosebumps appear on my skin. There was no window in the room. What time was it? The man walked away, still laughing while I shivered in cold.

The man came back and sat in a chair away from me. It was freezing cold and I saw I had no sweater on. I looked down to see my clothes from earlier that day. But where was my sweater? The guy himself had donned on him a black hoodie. The stand fan beside me was fixed in my position making my teeth chatter. Was I going to be frozen to death?

He said nothing and lit a thick cigarette. Great. Something I was allergic too. In the dim light, I saw that the cigarette was smaller than the usual ones and thicker. He kept on smoking and deliberately puffed them in my direction. The smell was so aweful! And to top it off, it again made my head feel oozy.

I began to mumble through the cloth loudly asking him to stop what he was doing. I wanted a sweater. I hoped he would get tired and open the gag.

" Shut up, " he barked and brought out a pocket knife to my horror. " If you say one more word you faggot, I will make sure you bleed to death. "

My eyes shot open in horror at this sight and I began to shiver even more. I nodded my head in contentment and looked down. I felt my senses going limp again. I began to see four feet instead of two. I shook my head to clear my vision but it remained the same. Four feet would coincide to two and again split to four.

I heard a distant sound of knocking and assumed that I was dreaming. Everything felt so light and fluffy. Someone then came and grabbed me by my cheeks, making me look up. I saw two Biancas. As if one wasn't enough. I tried to break free and she finally let go. I heard people talking in distance. I heard someone laugh and the word ' stoned '. After that, I drowned into darkness again.

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Sky's POV

Ever since I left home, a nagging feeling began to eat up the back of my mind and my heart. Amaya is nope not safe.

" Dude you okay? " Oliver asked from the back.

" I'm just worried. "

" Missing sister-in-law already? " Steve asked as he looked through the CDs.

" Na its just, " I paused. " She is with Bianca alone and they don't have a very good history. "

" Well, can't blame sil, " Oliver said sitting back. Sil was his nickname for Amaya, as a short form of sister-in-law.

" Oliver can you take over? " I asked parking the car to the side.

" Aww come on! Its not my turn till the next hour, " he whined.

" Unless you wanna die before losing it, you can let me drive, " I shrugged.

" Woah. No thank you, " he said already getting down from the car. I unbuckled my belt and made my way to the back.

" What happened actually? " Steve asked.

" It's a long story guys, " I said dismissing the subject.

" And you won't tell your bros? Wow, " Oliver said, annoyance clearly sounding in his voice.

" It's just... Amaya has me sworn to secrecy. "

" You do know we are not the ones to rat out on you, " Steve said shrugging.

It was true. I took a deep breath and said to myself, Amaya wouldn't mind. I shall tell her as soon as I get home.

And I started telling them about Bianca. And watched as their expressions turned from disbelief to a stoned one.

" Lemme just try Amaya's number, " I said.

I dialled and the phone kept on ringing. But no one answered. I called the second time and I felt relieved as I heard the phone being picked up.

" Hey cousin, " Bianca's voice sounded. My brows furrowed when I heard Bianca's voice. I dialled up Amaya, not Bianca.

" Hey, where's Amaya? "

" Sleeping. She had a bath and now she is sleeping like a baby, " she answered laughing.

" Well, okay. "

I cut the line but the nagging feeling yet did not go away.

" Chill, she will call back, " Steve said changing the CD.

" Mm-hmm, hope so. "

Hope was all I could do then. If I headed back now, I would have to tell my parents why and I am pretty sure Amaya would kill me of I told them about Bianca. I tried to think happy thoughts. By tomorrow, I will again be back with my baby. My Amaya.