Deadly Infatuation

19 - Here Comes The Bride

~ Sweet But Psycho- Ava Max ~

I'm not dead.

How am I not dead? Well, if I was dead I don't think I'd be able to hear my own thoughts or feel anything... At least I think.

My eyelids feel so heavy as I try to open them, which takes a really long time, considering how groggy I feel. As my eyes finally flutter open, my vision is blurry for a while. I shift in my seat, trying to retain full consciousness.

My hands and feet feel restricted and stiff as I try to flex them. Only I can't. I take a slow look myself to find that I'm bound at the feet and hands with a tightly fastened rope.

No.
No.
No

It wasn't a dream. I scan my surroundings in terror as I try to comprehend what's going on. I realise that I'm being held against my own will. "No," I say to myself in dread. "Help!" I shout at the top of my lungs.

I try my best to loosen my bounds. "Help! Somebody please help me! Help me-"
"Shut up," A weak version of a familiar voice sounds to my left and I whip my head in that direction. Shut the front door. It's Jenny. She's also tied up, same as me. "What the hell is going on here?" I demand from her.

Jenny sits up in the wooden chair. "You think I know?" She asks me. "How can you be so calm? We've been kidnapped!" I yell at her. The current situation I've found myself in is working on my nerves. "Well, screeching like a goddamned Banshee won't work either, trust me, we've tried," I hear Calum's voice say to my right.

All three of us are being held hostage. By who and why? I couldn't stop trembling. As I continue to look around, I notice that were being held in what looks like a basement of some sort. "Why is this happening?" I ask in a small, fearful voice. I hear Calum sighing. "Just behave, maybe they just want ransom then they'll let us go," He responds.

"The prankster..." Jenny's voice is shaky. "What?" I reply. "I think we've been kidnapped by the prankster," Jenny says. "That's ridiculous, the prankster is a student, they can't be capable of this?" Calum shakes his head. "No, think about it, the notes I got, they kept saying it would get worse, and whoever they are they really hate me, maybe kidnapping you would be done to spite me, as for Tameron being involved, I don't know," Jenny says in realisation.

"Which also means that if what I'm guessing is true, then well, Tameron isn't the Noted Prankster," Jenny gives me a look that I can't decipher. I can't help but roll my eyes at her. "I was trying so hard to tell you that, genius," I grumble and Jenny purses her lips at my remark.

"Even if what you're saying is true, this is a serious abduction case, for all we know we could be part of some illegal sex trade mafia run by hard core thugs and find ourselves in the middle of God-knows-where being forced to whore ourselves to death," I rant in frustration, and curse when I feel tears on my cheeks. Seconds later, I'm crying so hard.

Calum and Jenny appear to be silent. I think of my family and friends. How my parents will react when they realize that I'm not coming home anytime soon. What if I never see any of them again? I could end up as another statistic of trafficked school girls- never to be seen again. "Calm down, will you?" Jenny says sharply.

"Don't be harsh Jen," Calum chides her and I hear her huff out a breath of exasperation. "Crying won't accomplish anything, you think we're not scared out of our minds because we're not a sobbing mess like you?" Jenny asks me in an acrid tone. I ignore her, the last thing on my mind right now is her mean words.

All I can think of is how I can't die. I have so many plans, people I love...

Suddenly, the door creaks open and I feel my heart leap into my throat. All of us gasp in fear. This is it. This is how I die, I think to myself in despair.
The view beyond the door post is unclear and all I can make out in the dim light of the room is a dark shadow.