Snatched

Chapter 10

The weekend felt like it passed by super fast. By Sunday afternoon, I was driving back home. I felt a lot more relaxed driving back, I went to the 'Petite treats, to hang out and drink a coffee. I wasn't ready to go back home yet. As I was sitting in the back, I thought back to the weekend with my parents, I felt so relaxed and safe. I had almost forgotten what was happening back at my place or what my situation was. I really didn't want to come back but responsibilities were calling me back.

On Monday things were back to normal. I got ready in the morning, went to the same cafe to grab coffee and drove to school. But this morning felt different, odd. Like something bad is about to happen. I got out of my car with an unsettling feeling deep in my gut. I went to classes and my day went by like normal, I didn't see any of my friends in the hallways or in class, so I thought that they decided not to come in today. The dread feeling didn't go away. As I was leaving campus, I was heading towards the parking lot. I saw lots of people surrounding my car again. Thinking it was another package I took a deep breath and continued my walk towards the car, as I was getting closer I saw that everyone was staring at the driver's side of the car. I walked closer to see what was wrong and gasped on the door was what looked to be blood and writing. 'Where did you go Alex?' Was written in the same liquid that was smeared all over the door and window. I pulled out my phone and called detective Ramirez.

As soon as he got there, he called for a forensic team to collect the red liquid that was on the door. Detective Ramirez turned to me and took out his little notebook to start taking notes. "Do you know if anyone saw anything, as who might have done this?" He asked. I nodded my head and looked around. Nothing seemed out of place. I looked inside my car and saw a pair of rings in a small zipper bag sitting in the driver's seat. I notified the detective and decided to open the passenger side to grab the rings, I felt gasp again as I saw that they were Sam's rings covered in blood. I didn't know what to do. Did Sam get taken? Who's blood is that smeared all over the car door and on the rings?

I fortunately had all my friends' numbers so I called them. Everyone had answered, everyone except Zack and Sam, I called about three times and all three times it went straight to voicemail. I turned to Detective Ramirez and told him that they all answered but Sam. "Give me his address and phone number." He said while writing in his little notebook. "Actually their pronouns are they/them." I corrected him. I gave him Sam's and Zack's address and phone number and he said he will go and send a unit over to check on them. I was getting worried. Things were starting to escalate very fast. I was nervous. I don't know if I want to go into a corner and hide until everything is over, or if I want to just let the police deal with everything. 

It was a week later that Detective Ramirez called me about the blood on the car. They had taken a lot of samples and had allowed me to take my car back and wash it. It turned out to be Zack's. He was missing since Saturday night. His parents said that Zack went to his car to get something and never went back in. His parents reported him missing that night an hour later. He went missing from his own house in his own driveway.

Sam was also missing. They never made it home on Friday after classes. Their parents just assumed that they were hanging out with friends, but when they called everyone else they found out that they weren't. They were also reported missing that same day. No one knows how they just disappeared. There weren't any traces of them being taken. It's like they just up and left.

They presume that with the amount of blood that was smeared on the car, that Zack was severely injured or dead. I didn't want to believe that another one of my friends was dead, because of me. It was also assumed that Sam was taken by the same offender that took Zack. The blood that was in the baggie and around Sam's rings were Sam's blood. Detective Ramirez also said that Sam might be also injured or dead. I felt useless, I didn't know what to do. I think I'll just stop hanging out with anyone. To avoid another person to get taken. I have enough money saved up to quit my job for a while. I'll still go to classes. After making up my mind I called the cafe 'Petite treats'. Sarah answered, "Hey, Hi. Um..I'm saying this with a heavy heart, I have to quit. I truly apologize..." I explained what was going on and she was very understanding. That's what I loved about Sarah. She was very understanding and treated me like one of her own daughters.

I looked over at the kitchen clock and saw that it was quarter past five. I didn't feel like heading out. I didn't want to feel defenseless if by chance I end up being taken by this psycho that's stalking me. So with the full force of my laziness, I got off the couch and down the stairs to my car to go and buy more self defense stuff to feel at least a little safer while outside. Not that I plan on being out more than I should. I know I shouldn't close myself off from everyone. 
But maybe it for the best.....