I cant believe it. I mean, its just not true. Uncle Daven? No no no no no no it cant be. What? What did I do to him? Why would he kidnap me? Forget about me, why would he do this to his best-damn-friend?!!!
Before I go on let me tell you a little about Mr. Daven. Yes, you heard right, he is my fathers best friend, well judging from whats happening right now, WAS my fathers best friend. They met in their first years of army school or whatever, I think its something like an academy for training specifically soldiers or something. I dont really know about them early days but while my mum was still married to my dad, or while they were still together rather, Mr. Daven would come over and have some fun with us as a family. Hed stay over for family game nights, saturay afternoon barbeque, we all even went to the same church. He eventually became more than just a family friend, he was a considered part of the family. I and my siblings even began calling him uncle because we had warmed up to him. We dont believe in that first name familiarity stuff, I mean it just feels disrespectful.
To emphasize my point he even came with us on a family trip once and I thought that was weird but he was seen as a family member so I just let it slide. It was even on that trip that I, according to him, *earned* that silly nickname he gave me kinky. I was a kid and had no idea what I did to earn such nickname from him. And when I asked him why he calls me that hed simply say I looked too slim for my age. I really didnt think so at all cuz at times my brothers call me fat just to step on my nerves. After some time we hardly ever saw uncle Daven show up at our place anymore. And whenever I asked dad about him, hed just tell me something about work and their commander appointing uncle Dave, something something something
***Back to reality***
Uncle Daven, is that really you? I still was trying to get over the panic attack I was experiencing right now. I was truly truly hoping that my eyes, ears, brain, heck! I was hoping my whole body was lieing to me at this moment.
Awww kinky, I always knew you were a gifted child from your tender years. You know, not very many teens your age would be able to remember someone they havent seen in almost seven years if not more he kept on blabbering as he walked over to what seemed like a center table and poured himself more wine. I know, for a family friend, that its the first time weve seen in seven years but I hope the wine is poisoned.
Well Im glad Im not one of those teens now huh my voice was still a bit shaky but I tried to sound as rigid as possible.
Exactly princesa
Dont. Call. Me. That.
Why not, princesa? A little too sensitive for ya?
I had no kindness in me to even think of pulling the killem with kindness tactic on him. I was so full of rage, anger, hate, disappointment, betrayal, you name it. I couldnt believe this could ever happen to me. At least not again. I mean I watch movies, yeah, and its a general unwritten rule that life messes with you every once a while but, come on life! Couldnt think of a less painful way to mess with me?! Really!!
I did notice one thing though, in all of this Eunice was utterly quiet.
I was tossed over to a corner of the room where two hefty men were at, apparently they were to keep me from escaping.
Oh wow, I see you still have so much faith in me Uncle Dave. I mean, you knew I could easily take down one of your goons so you had to make sure to keep me in check by giving me two body guards now didnt ya? Hahahaha
Shut up blabber mouth or youll be eating back your words in less than a minute punk one of the goons spoke up.
Geez leweez, the only thing you should be eating up is a jar of mints cuz in case no one ever told ya, your breath smells like you just swallowed a skunk, an ugly one
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