Kidnapped (Book 1)

The Trial

Two Weeks Later

              I slipped on my all black dress and a pair of flats as I got ready for the big day. This was the day of Kyle's trial that would sentence him to life in prison. We had already gone through the awful process of getting on the stand and telling the jury what happened. Luckily I wasn't in the courtroom when Kyle was questioned. I didn't want to hear anything he had to say. The lawyers told us that he was dragging this out and not pleading guilty as a game. Just another way to torture us. I was scared to see Kyle again, the last time was a few days ago when I had to identify Kyle as my kidnapper. Even though Robbins and Dole saw him, it was procedure to have the victim identify. I remembered that day clearly, every time making me want to die inside.

               We were driving up to Denver so I could identify Kyle as my kidnapper. The time passes so slow when you're on your way to see the man who ruined your life. Officer Robbins said it was nearly impossible for him to get anything but prison time. He would get a life sentence, maybe the death penalty. I wasn't a violent person but I wanted Kyle to die as I thought of my dead parents. I didn't even care about him kidnapping or shooting me, it was the fact that he killed my parents that angered me the most.

             "All I need you to do is go inside and basically tell the officer inside that Kyle is the man who kidnapped you. I'm so sorry you have too but its procedure." Officer Robbins said as we walked into the prison.

             The prison scared me as I stared up at the tall, dark walls. I know it was a prison but I didn't like the trapped feeling when I stepped inside. What if there was a prison break and they took over the prison? What are the odds of that happening? You see that happen in movies, but could that really happen? I shook away those thoughts because it would only make me more scared.

             As I entered the room where Kyle was going held, chills ran up my spine. What if I couldn't do this? Inch by inch I slowly crept into the room, Robbins right beside me. I told my aunt and uncle to wait in the lobby for me, all I needed was Robbins with me for this. My heart started to race and my palms were sweating. I didn't see Kyle at first, he was hidden behind two officers in the room. There was a glass window allowing me to finally see where Kyle was sitting. I had hoped that it was a one-way mirror but sadly at the prison, they didn't have those. As soon as I stood behind the window, he looked at me with a huge grin on his face. At that moment I swear I stopped breathing. I quickly looked away from his intense stare.

          "That's him." I muttered, trying not to look in his direction.

           "I've missed you, Kelly." Kyle spoke.

            I forced myself to look up when I heard my name being spoken. He was wearing a blue jumpsuit and there was a 3 o'clock shadow appearing on his face. He still looked like the psychopath that kidnapped me. I'd never forget that face, no matter how much he changed.

        "Shut up." The officer yelled at him, trying to save me the pain of hearing his voice.

         "This isn't over Kelly. We will be together again and nothing will stop me." He said, determination in his voice.

          "Please make him stop." I whispered, the words barely coming out.

             "I love you and will do everything in my power for us to be together again." He said again, making tears form in my eyes.

            I covered my mouth in fear and stepped away from the window. My breathing was uncontrollable as my hands began to tremble. Memories of my kidnapping flash through my mind over and over again. His voice. His kiss. Getting shot. Being kidnapped. My dad's death. Everything that happened overwhelmed my brain.