Lost

Chapter 8: Plot Twist

As she was being taped on the back, she turned around quickly and slowly looked up. It was a guy about fifteen years older than her with a brown pointy mustache, boots, ripped up jeans, and a stained shirt. It look like he needed to take a shower.

"Uhh is that you?" She asked shaking.

"Yes,I'm sorry I lied to you, I thought you were a pretty girl and I wanted to be with you, he started to put his hand on her shoulder.. "and by the way my name isn't Luke either...it's Blake." He said frowningly.

She started to cry and jerked his hand off of her shoulder and yelled "How dare you do this to me!" And she began to run off.

"Come back! I thought it wouldn't be all about looks. And where do you think your gonna go? Your in my town and the plane already took off. Your gonna stay at my place." Demanded 'Blake'.

Emma turned around with anger and said "NO! I'm not staying at your house! You look like a creepy old man...just let me go, I'm seventeen and I have my own phone!"

Blake had many criminal records for being abusive, lying to a cop, robbing, and even kidnapping several kids. Blake was carrying a little bag with him.

"And what's in that bag anyways?!" Asked Emma.

"Come with me and you will find out." Replied Blake.

Emma began to walk with Blake to his car and Blake grabbed her arm and wouldn't let go. He shoved her in the floor board of his car. Then with a struggle he took out his bag and opened it and grabbed the heavy duty tape, a sock, and some rope. He put the sock in her mouth, tied the rope around her arms and legs. Then he put the heavy duty tape over her mouth that already had a dirty sock in.

Emma began to yell words, but obviously no sound actual words were coming out, It was just random noises.

45 minutes later he said "Were pulling in my driveway right now."

Blake got her out and carried her to the inside of his house. He opened a door that looked like it was headed to his basement...