Mother? (Darcy Ann Styles)

Kidnapped or should I say katnapped ?

I drove home and tossing the vanilla folder on the table I went up to bed. The next morning I woke up to rocks hitting my window, I groaned and pushed myself out off bed and pushing up the window to see Kitty waving up at me. "Come on Darcy have some freedom!" He yelled.

I smiled, no one in the house was up at this hour, I raced to my closet, to the very back and picked out clothes that I actually wanted to wear, a light blue button down, red pants and brown boots adding a light foundation some mascara and a quick swipe of gloss.

Giving myself a going over I quickly brushed my teeth and ran a comb through my hair. Without a second thought I ran back to my window and swinging my legs over the edge leaped down. I wiped my hands off and saw Kitty standing by the door. "Uh who you waiting for?" I asked.

"Darcy! How did you . . ." he trailed off and grabbing my hand we ran to his truck. It was 1980 pickup truck that was still in good condition. He started it up and off we went. "Where are we going?" I asked. "You'll see" he smiled, his hair slightly falling in his face. I leaned back into the seat and close my eyes. I felt the car vibrating under me, my body swayed slightly. I took a deep breath, "We're going to have fill up soon" he whispered his voice velvety. I nodded and somehow slipped into sleep.

Kitty P.O.V.

I smiled and asked "Do you want anything to eat?" Darcy didn't answer and that's when I realized she was asleep. I laughed and brushed her hair out of her face. I turned the wheel and pulled into the gas station. I open the truck door and a dart shoot me straight in the shoulder blade.

I ripped it out. "What the heck?" I asked. I heard a slight giggle and then a bag was shoved over my head and a hand clamped over my mouth. "Thanks for leading me to Darcy" A voice whispered before something hit me hard in the back of the neck.