I'm being led farther and farther into the woods and there is nothing I can do. It feels like I have been walking for hours, even though it has probably been about 30 minutes. I haven't actually got a good look at my kidnapper, but I do know enough that he is male. Every time I try to glance behind me to see his face, he grunts and pushes me roughly.
"What do you want with me?" I whine, trying to get some kind of answer out of him.
He just grunts and pushes me again, so much for getting answers.
We walk in silence, since I know that I will not get any answers, I better be on my best behavior. I'm thinking of how I can easily get away from him when I hear a freeway a little distance away. If I could only make a break for it, I can get help. Before I can do anything, he grabs me by the arm and pulls my back against him. I struggle as I realize he is trying to tie my hands around my back.
"No!!" I scream and buck trying to get away from him, but he is much stronger. He pushes me to the ground and gets on top of me to finish tying my hands. I'm crying in the dirt, and I can taste the texture in my mouth. Once my hands are tied securely, he picks me up, and immediately puts a gag in my mouth, which is the right name for it since I start gagging. I'm struggling even more once I see that he is trying to put a blind fold over my eyes. I start panicking and try to lunge away from him. He is quicker than me and snatches the back of my hair before I get too far, my cries muffled by the gag. He finishes with the blind fold and I'm wondering how I'm going to see to walk when he lifts me up over his shoulder like a bag of dog food. With every step he takes I can't help but start getting motion sickness. When I swear I'm going to throw up if he doesn't put me down, he tosses me off his shoulder and I grunt at the hard impact. I hear other footsteps and my breathing becomes more and more ragged.
"Is this the one?" I hear a gruff voice say and a grunt. I recognize the grunt from my kidnapper. I feel hands grip my chin and for my head up as I jerk away.
"Feisty one we have here, no wonder Jackson kept her around." The man said gripping my chin again, but rougher this time. "Get her on the car, we'll figure out what to do with her later. Lock her up in the cellar." He adds and lets go of my face as another pair of hands pick me up and place me in a car slamming the door shut. Once the car starts and the seconds turn to minutes, I know my chances of being found diminish. I cry to myself, making sure that whoever is in the car with me doesn't hear. I don't want them to think that I'm just some helpless girl that can't take care of herself. I swallow my tears and decide that I'm going to be tough and get through this. Instead I think about what the man said about Jackson. Does this mean that Jackson is a prisoner as well? Do they have him locked up somewhere and gagged too? My heart yearns to see his face and even though I'm scared, I'm also anxious. I want to see Jackson, I need to see him.
The car comes to a sudden halt and I'm pulled violently out of the car making me whimper in pain. I'm picked up and thrown over someone's shoulder once again, my stomach aching from his shoulder digging in as he walks. I hear him unlock a door and open it with a screech. He puts me back on my feet and unties my hands, keeping the gag and blindfold in place. He pushes me and I stumble losing my balance, as I tumble down the steps, landing on the cold floor of cement. I hear the door shut with a bang and hear the lock click. I hastily pull off the blindfold and gag and look around at my surroundings. A single light illuminates the room with a soft glow. The room is empty except for a couple of blankets and a pillow in one of the corners on the far side of the room. Feeling the chill of the cold damp cellar I quickly go to the corner and cuddle in the blankets. Not knowing what else to do I weep, feeling hopeless, and let the darkness consume me.
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Sorry this chapter is sooo short, but I wanted to write something today and I didn't have much time...
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Caught in the Middle
RomansJules is an orphan, her parents died in a car crash, leaving behind her stepbrother, Mason and herself. They are separated at a yound age and put in different foster homes. Being abused makes her and her bestfriend, Jackson flee from their foster...