Completely lucky? Nope

Chapter 3 - Trying to escape

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Chapter 3 - Trying to escape

Nicole's POV

I woke when someone was carrying me out of a dark car. Where the hell am I?!

Then I remembered. Yeah... I was kidnapped by that creepy man. I tried to get a look at his face, but could not see it, because my head was on the other side.

Just my luck... My boyfriend broke up with me and I'm getting kidnapped. Both on the same day!

I rolled my eyes. This was hilarious. Or had been, if this had been a movie I and Alice watched in her house, when sitting on the sofa eating popcorn. If this had been a movie it would have been called Just my luck or something. But wait, Just my luck was already a movie... The unluckiest girl in the world maybe?

I almost bursted into laughter. I was being kidnapped, and tried to find a name to the movie it would have been... That was hilarious.

The creepy man... Let's just call him Mr. Creepy, carried me into a house, then laid me on a sofa, still tied. I looked around in the room. It was a small room, probably a room when the family that lived here sat in the sofa watching movies. It was not Mr. Creepy's house, that I could see, because his gaze flickered around in the room like he was a thief or something. There was a big black TV right in front of the sofa, and between the TV and the sofa it was a small table, with sharp edges. Sharp edges! It meant that I could use them to cut my rope!

I remained silent. One reason was that the tape was still taped over my mouth. Inside me I was bursting with joy. I could get away from Mr. Creepy! Mr. Creepy sent me a creepy look, and I bit my lip. Why could'nt he just leave me alone?! As an answer to my question he sat down on a chair beside me and started to glare at me. Perfect.

Why had he kidnapped me? Did he want to rape me or something? Or just keep me as his prisoner? Until I begged him to die? Nicole, I said to myself, Stop being so sarcastic, I know this is hilarious, but this is not a movie. Hilarious was'nt the best word to say how I felt just then. I rolled over to my other side and stared into the wall, still feeling Mr. Creepy's gaze burn into my back. Why could'nt he just leave me alone?!

Stupid question Nicole... He just kidnapped you, that can't be without a reason... Hmm...

I tried to come up with different reasons. He was a old man who wanted a girl for himself? Bad idea...

He was tired of being alone and needed company? Even badder Nicole... I sighed.

After a while I managed to make some reasons.

1. He wants to rape me.

I really hoped not.

2. He is a killer and wants to kill me.

Well... If he had been a killer, he would have killed me already.

3. He wants me to be his slave.

... I know they are really bad, but what more can it be?

After a while I closed my eyes. How could this happen to me? I decided to let the thoughts fly out of the window. And the sleep flooded over me.

***30 minutes later***

I woke and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Or... I did not, I tried, because my hands were tied together on my back. Amazing or what?

Then the memories and thoughts went back to my head. Mr. Creepy... I rolled over to my other side and looked at him, who still sat there, but now he was... snoring! He was sleeping! A plan begun to take shape in my head.

I rolled out of the sofa, with a small crash, then rubbed the rope that tied my hands against the sharp edges of the small table. I rubbed and rubbed, until I did'nt have more strength in my hands then took a break while breathing hard. I could'nt even look at the rope, so how could I know that it was almost nothing again? Well, after finally get my breath back to normal I started rubbing, with new strength. After the first second, the rope let go and fell down on the floor.

I almost started screaming in joy and one tiny little sound escaped my mouth before my hand stopped it, while I was looking nervously at the sleeping Mr. Creepy. It was'nt really necessary, the tape had stopped it anyway. To the next step. The tape. I tried desperately to drag it off my mouth in like ten minutes. Until I gave up. I sighed and rose to my feet, trying to make as less sound as possible.

It was working great until I stepped on a small toy that made a terrible loud sound. NO! I screamed inside myself, cursing. Nicole, no time for getting mad at yourself. So I ran. Ran out of the living-room into the hall, then let a hand out to get the door open. It was working! My plan was working! Not the exact way I had believed, but it was working! Or not.

I crashed right into a icy cold man.

Mr. Creepy.

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