A Daylight Ride chp.9

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CHAPTER 9

I woke up with a start. Everything was pitch black for a second before my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I sighed. I was sitting in some basement or cell or something, I don't know! In I don't know where! The thought just struck me. I was all alone, with no one; everything had been taken away from me; my family, friends, and Mark. I really missed Mark, even though he was acting strange the other night, it didn't stop me from missing him, he was my friend. I started to cry again. Damn, I thought I was done crying. For a week, three days, seven hours, twenty two minutes and currently twelve seconds, I had been here, stranded. The people brought food every so often so I was alive, thank god. When you're bored, stuck in some weird chamber thing, with nothing else to do, you might as well count the time. I sighed and pulled my head to my knees. I thought I heard a faint noise come from the far side of the room but I ignored it, it was probably just a rat or something. I closed my eyes and tried not to cry. I heard the noise again and my eyes shot open. I looked around the room but saw nothing. I stood up shakily; I was starting to get scared, what was there? Something moved in front of me and I gasped.

"H-hello?" I called out

Nothing

"Is anyone there?"

Again nothing

I walked forward and bumped into something. I started to scream but something covered my mouth. I screamed harder and the grip tightened. I gave up screaming and the thing, whatever it was, dragged me into the corner of the room and sat me down. The thing on my mouth was taken off and I heard a semi-deep voice say

"Don't scream"

I didn't scream and in a second, I saw a light pop up then grow bigger. There was a match in a glass lantern and a boy who looked like he was sixteen or seventeen was crouching down in front of me, staring at me.

I jumped when I saw him. He had blue eyes and messy brown hair. He was incredibly hot. He stared at me and cocked his head to the side.

"W-who are you?" I asked pulling my knees to my chest

"That's not important, who are you?"

"I-I'm Carmen Parker"

"I'm Jason Howards but call me Jace" he said holding out his hand

I hesitated before I shook it

"Tell me Carmen, what are you doing here" he said coming and sitting next to me

"I-I was kidnapped last week" I said shaking

His face hardened and he turned to look at something on the other side of the room.

"W-what are you doing here? Did they kidnap you too?"

He turned back to face me. "Something like that" he mumbled. "I've been here for quite a while"

He seemed like a nice guy. "Why didn't I notice you earlier? I've been here for a little over a week"

He sighed heavily. "I heard you crying a lot of times but I didn't think to confront you until now, you look pretty bad" he said looking me over

"Oh, um well do you know where I am?"

"To be honest, not really, I've been here too long to remember" he said frowning and looking down

"Oh" was all I said. We sat in silence for a while. Finally after what seemed like an hour, he spoke

"Carmen, how old are you?" he asked studying my face

"Fifteen"

He nodded and looked at the same spot he had earlier

"How old are you?" I asked looking at his face.

"Seventeen" he answered and looked back at me

I nodded

"Carmen, can I ask you something?"

"Sure" I might as well talk to Jace, I didn't have anything else to do and he seemed nice enough

"Do you know why they took you?"

I looked down and tried not to cry.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry"

I shook my head. "No, its ok" no it wasn't, I had lost my family, friends, and now I was stuck here with some seventeen year old stranger. "I don't know why they took me" I admitted. "But..." that did it, I started to cry. I heard him shuffling and in a second I felt his arms wrap around me in a hug. I jumped up in surprise and scooted away from him, tears still falling down my face. I just met this guy a few minutes ago and he hugged me?! Great, now I was stuck in a dark room in I don't know where with a psycho who wants to hug me after he just met me! I'd rather be alone like I thought I was. This guy was a freak and I had to be stuck with him?!

"I'm sorry" he whispered

I didn't do anything but pull my knees back into my chest and cry again. I heard him move again and I looked up to see him next to me with concern in his face. "Get away from me" I said and scooted further away

He mumbled something under his breath that I couldn't quite make out and he looked back up at me. "Listen Carmen, I know I just met you but were both here and I'd rather not make it unpleasant. I want to get to know you more and I'm sorry if I seem strange to you. But let's face it, were both here together and if we're going to survive this, we need each other. We don't have to stay freaked out at each other, we could become friends. I just don't want to have you face this alone. I know how it can get and I want to help you."

I just stared at him the whole time. He wanted to get to know me better? But he just met me? And what did he mean he know how it can get? How long had he been here? "I-I don't need your help, I was doing just fine on my own before I knew you were here and stay away from me, I don't need a freak like you here with me" I said scooting further away from him. I didn't want his help and I didn't need it, I was doing just fine on my own before I knew he was here and I could take care of myself. "I'm sorry, uh, Jace" I said and walked back to the corner of the room I had been in before and sat down. I will admit, Jace was a nice name and he was rather good looking considering his clothes were covered in dirt and he had some scratches on his face but I wasn't going to let some freak like that be around me. I curled up into a ball and closed my eyes. I hope that freak doesn't do anything to me, who knows what he's done; he could be mad for all I know. I started to drift off into sleep and I let the darkness consume me

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