It's a cold universe

~ 16 ~

Hello readers,
Yeah the drama and thrill continues here. I hope you have fun reading it.
Just to let you know: All italic written lines are the persons thoughts, depending in which P.O.V I'm writting. So here it's gotta be Milly's thoughts.
And the place should also not be that one in the pic above. I'm sry but there wasn't another one like in my mind.
Have fun with the chapter!

Milly's view:

Slowly I open my eyes and am blinded by a very bright light. Of course I don't know where I am and also my head feels as if it is stuck in a vice. I grab my head and my blurred gaze becomes clearer. When I look at my hand I see a warm red liquid. Blood. Clearly! That's my blood!

What the hell has happned to me? Oh right! I was on my way home when someone sprayed something in my face. But why on earth am I bleeding? Did someone hit me on the back of the head to make sure I wouldn't wake up? What's all this about? And what is even more important, Chris! Does he know what happened?

When I look up, all I see are white walls and white floors. I'm definitely in some warehouse or abandoned parking garage. My feet are tied together with a rope and felt 5000 knots, my hands however are free. Still quite dazed I check whether my mobile phone is in the pocket of my jacket. Of course not! My bag plus all my belongings are also gone, so my kidnapper only left me my clothes.

Ok, if this is something like a hidden camera thing for television, I ask you to dissolve it now, because I'm scared!

Suddenly a boy, he may be in his 20's, enters the room with a small gun in his hand. I look at him in awe and start to ask him:
,,Where am I? What should all this be? Have you kidnapped me? Where am I?!¨
He replies nothing, just take a few steps forward until he stands infront of me.
,,Are you full awake?¨, he asks now in a very low and tired voice. I replie nothing just look at him.
,,Sir! She's awake!¨, he screams and returning to the place where he just stands a couple of seconds before.

I look at the left side and a man enters the room. The light is low working but at least I can see his face perfectly. As I saw it every blood freezed in my veins: HARRY! My stepfather and defintly the last man on earth, who I wanted to see.
,,Wow you really woke up, I'm proud of you!¨, he said in a scratchy voice.
,, You son of a bitch. What the hell have you done with me! ¨, I scream in the loudest tone I can make.
He comes closer to me and as he stands infront of me he kneeles down.
,, Well I did nothing. I was just getting you out of your familiar environment. That's all.¨, he replied.
,, You didn't do shit! You kidnapped me!¨, I screamed even louder. I was in range.
,,Give me your hands, girl!¨, my stepfather told me and I wanted to free myself from his grip, but he was too strong. His fingers burned into my flesh with feeling.
He also knotted them togther with a thin but stronge rope, so I couldn't move any further.
,, So and now you should better listen to me!¨, he instructs me.
,, Long time ago I fell in love with a woman, whose name was Sophie. My mother! I loved her very much and she also had a cute, little daughter, who was kinda naughty but everyone likes her. That was me! At the age of ten she fell in love with a band, called Coldplay. She became even more naughty, and so I had to show her how things worked in real life. Sometimes I even had to punish her. Anyway, the phase of this band never stopped and I had to punish her more and more until she finally understood what music would bring into her life. Nothing at all. Only dreams and worlds that will never exist.¨

He takes a short pause and clears his throat before he continues:
,, After that she ran more and more often to her mother and told her what a bad person I would be. 2 years later this woman separated from me and I ended up on the street without any money. Many years passed and I kept my head above water with badly paid jobs. But one day, I saw something quite amazing! A young woman, just comes to Music studio The Bakery without obstacles. I had a rough guess, because this studio belonged to the British band Coldplay. My thoughts were confirmed a few days later, when I saw her together with the band members in the nearby Irish pub. Over the next weeks and months, I kept following them. She spent a lot of time with the 5 men. Often went to a certain Violet Hill and the Irish pub. I think she even went to a small relationship with the band's singer. Than came sort of a break-up and now they are happy together again. Everything should be easy for her now. She'll get the money and her love. Doesn't that story sound familiar to you somewhere?¨
,, You stalked my life!¨, I respond with shookness.
,,No, I'm just well informed.¨, he said with a sneaky grin.
,, well I hope the small adventure with the bass-player and the Strawberry swing thing was fun, because now you're only gonna have your memories of it. You won't ever see Martin and the others again.¨, he says as he gets up and bends forward.
,, You saw everything! You were the man in the small pub out of London, with the beer on the counter. You also were the man every time when I was in the park with the boys and you were also the man who sprayed that thing in my face!¨, I replie.
,,Nahh...the last one was a good friend of mine....David, but all in one you're right! And now please...just shut up!¨, he explains and sticks a strip of tape on my mouth.

He turns around, pass the exit and switches off the light. As everything becomes dark I try to process the whole thing and let my tears run free. My sobbing is swallowed by the walls and slowly I drift against sleep again.