Never Let Me Go

Wedding bells

I've always been a hopeless romantic.

I loved watching lifetime movies and say yes to the dress like it was my day job. Throughout my teenage and college years I dreamt of finding my true love and having the wedding of my dreams.

And that's exactly where I was headed with my new fiancé, Adrian. We had been planning for months to work out the perfect venue, the perfect dress and all the intricate details.

And now it was finally here. I stood at the altar with my long white train laid gently behind me, cascading down the short staircase. My hair had been put up into a loose updo and I could feel a slight tug in my hair from where my veil had been placed.

I clung tightly to my wildflower bouquet, as I stared into my future husbands eyes. My heart began to fill with joy and it was almost an out of body feeling as I heard us both say I do and then have our first kiss as husband and wife.

And now the moment I had been waiting for, for so very long. Being carried bridal style down the long church aisle. I know it's so corny but it's the part in every romantic movie that made me cry.

I watched Adrian smile at me with his crooked silly smile, almost saying I know you've been waiting for this. Just before he picked me up, he whispered sweetly in my ear I love you so very much Caroline.

He dipped down slowly and gently lifted me, one arm under my knees and one placed behind my back and then we were off.

He headed down the aisle and we laughed and smiled with all my family and friends.

We headed out the church doors and down the stairs and I could feel the cold outside air on my skin.
It was odd though because it was the middle of July, so i thought it would be a blazing summer day. Well, maybe the guests will be a little more comfortable with this weather.

Adrian continued to carry me down to the sidewalk and turned left.

"Adrian, where are we going ?" I said almost laughing - thinking this is that silly side of Adrian I fell in love with.

But he stared ahead as if he didn't hear me.

I tried again but louder this time.
"Adrian, I said where are we going? We need to get to the reception."

Still there was no response. He just stared on
forward like I wasn't even there.

I tried to wiggle to get down from his hands but I was met with the iron grip he had on me.

"Adrian, please let me down, you're starting to scare me now!"

But still nothing. I started to look around and realized somethings not right. We were supposed to be getting married in our little home town that we both knew so we'll. But as i searched the area I saw nothing familiar.

And that's when I realized. It's not July. It's still February.

I'm......I'm dreaming.

And as every other time I realized this, my world instantly went black and I couldn't see a thing.

I struggled to try to open my eyes and escape this dream world but I just couldn't seem to wake myself up. I felt so trapped.

But it was the strangest thing because i could still feel Adrian's hands tightly holding me in that bridal style position.

I tried so much to open my eyes. To escape this dream.

He was still carrying me. We were still walking. I could feel the freezing cold air on my skin.

"Adrian ?"

I managed to hear the word barely slip from my lips as I tried to struggle to free myself from his hold.

"Shhh, relax Caroline. Don't worry I've got you now. You'll be safe."

I felt my body stiffen. My brain knows that voice. And it's not Adrian.

But who is it. It's like my brain can't connect the dots. It won't let my thoughts come together.

My body must be going in to full on panic mode anyway because I could feel his grip on my body tighten even hard let on me as we continued moving even faster.

"Help me !" Just slipped past my lips but I knew it wasn't loud enough - maybe even for him to hear.

"Just relax Caroline you'll be warm in a minute."

I realized at that moment how cold I really felt and I could feel my body shivering. I don't know how all this can happen but I still can't open my eyes.

'You'll be warm in a minute' ran through my brain over and over again.

I'm outside somewhere and this man is going to take me somewhere inside.

Panic. Panic. Panic.

I gave everything I had and made one last effort to break free from this night mare. I forced my eyes to open just a smidge and I looked up to see the dark night sky above me.

My eyes shut again and again each time I could just barely open them to get a glimpse. Still not managing to focus in on the man holding me.

As if it wasn't already hard enough to focus, my tiny glimpses helped me realize how much faster we were moving.

The man holding me is running now , and fast.

It's dark, a mans holding me and now he's running.
I've been kidnapped. There's no other explanation than that.

And on top of that the person already knows my name.

So who could it be a stalker ? Someone that knows me? Maybe I can plead with them to let me go ?

If I could just get my body to cooperate.
"Please, no." I heard myself say. My heart and my Mind were racing at full speed now and I knew that I had to work harder if I was going to get away.