Sweet Revenge (Book One)

Kidnapper

          I looked at Ryan who was trying to get information from me about the band bash that was going to be happening tomorrow night. I didn’t know why because I knew he wouldn’t let me go. The bands that were going to be there were Florida Georgia Line, Lady Antebellum, George Strait, Joe Nichols, Lee Brice, Dixie Chicks, and of course Parmalee. He liked all but Lady Antebellum.

          “Do you want to go?” Ryan asked me and I stared at him.

          “You just said that I felt warm.” I said, repeating his words back to him.

          “Yeah, I know what I said.” He said and I threw my apple core in the trash can. “When is it?” he added.

          “Tomorrow night, baby.” I replied. He nodded and checked the clock.

          “Otay, baby. I got to go to work. I love you and I’ll be home by dinnertime.” He said as he leaned over and kissed me. He soon walked out the front door. I was alone in this house and had to find a way to protect myself from David. I washed up the dishes that were already in the sink then I mopped the floor. There was a knock on the door. I jumped out of my skin a little bit because I thought it was David. I got over my fear and went to the door. I saw Josh at first, so I opened the door. Then I saw David hold a gun to Josh’s head.

          “Claire, don’t listen to a thing-” Josh started to say until David hit him in the face.

          “Shut up!” David yelled at him. I was frightened for not only my life but also for Josh’s life as well.

          “I’ll do whatever you want. Just don’t hurt him!” I kind of yelled. David smiled a little at me.

          “Good. Now, both of you are coming with me. I can’t have either one of you call the police on me for kidnapping.” David said. “Go to the car now!” he shouted. I could see fear in Josh’s eyes and he could see fear in mine as well. We got into his car. David had Josh in the shotgun seat and me in the middle of the backseats. I didn’t know where we were going but we were heading out of town. I had so many what if’s running through my head like ‘what if I don’t see Ryan again?’ or ‘what if I make this out alive?’ I could only imagine what was going through Josh’s head. I was wondering if Josh and I will ever see our best friends or if we will be different after this is all over. The car ride was very silent, and we’d either get yelled at or slapped across the face for making a noise.

          We arrived at a vacant house in the middle of nowhere. David pulled Josh out first and tied his hands with rope behind his back then whispered something into his ear. David let me out and tied my hands like he did with Josh’s hands except I didn’t get a message from him. He led us into the house and made Josh stay in the empty kitchen while he took me upstairs.

          He took me to a bedroom and started getting aroused by looking at me. I didn’t want to know what he was thinking. He shoved me onto a dusty bed and forced my shirt off after he tied my hands to the bedposts. We heard a noise and David kissed my lips then exited the room. I closed my eyes, thinking ‘this can’t be happening to me.’

          It felt like he took forever to come back but too quick to act up. He forced my pants off and pulled his dick out of his pants. He looked like he was enjoying this a lot more than I was. He forced himself in me over and over again. I fought against him but he slapped my face every time I fought and eventually I was too weak to fight back. I heard sirens outside and David mumbled something under his breath. He pulled himself out after he came inside me then gave me one last kiss. I was immobilized from fear. I heard footsteps after David fled from the police.

          After 20 minutes, the police came into the room and found me. A cop cut me free and I rushed to get my clothes on. She led me out of the room and down the stairs then outside to the ambulance. From there, I was sent to the hospital. Ryan was already there when I got there. I was in shock to even realize that I could be pregnant with David’s baby. I didn’t know if I should keep it or not. Two days later I was released from the hospital with the news of possibly having a baby. Josh wasn't terribly hurt and I was glad.

*Nine months later*

          I was pregnant and no one other than Ryan and I knew that it probably wasn’t his baby but David’s. The next day I went to the hospital once my water broke. I was in labor for twenty-seven hours until she was born. Yes, it was a girl. Ryan and I decided to name her Emma and to keep her regardless of how I conceived her. Ryan signed her birth certificate as her legal father. After tests, we were able to bring her home and found out that Ryan was the father. Life was good with a few bad events.

*Three Months Later*

          I was getting married to the love of my life and it all seemed too real. All of our friends were there. Same as both of our families came. Of course, there were some that couldn't make it due to sickness and being out of town or refused to come. But our future was finally coming together. Ryan's father walked me down the isle and gave Ryan my hand. We said our vows, sealed them with our rings and kiss, the speeches were spoken, and it came down to the newlyweds first dance together. We slow danced and it seemed to drag on forever but we didn't care. We were happily in love.