I peer my eyes open slowly, the room looks different, kind of like a study room. It's very large, like a warehouse filled with doctor supplies. I see some medications lying around, I have alittle table beside me with some assortment of pills and needles. Than I notice I'm lying on a stretcher.
I put my hand on my aching head, it hurts so badly that I can hear my heartbeat like I'm pressed against someone's chest.
I moan alittle before turning my body around to a sitting position, my head begins moving around like I can barely hold it up.
My feet begin shuffling towards the door, to my suprise... It's not locked.
I turn the knob, it creeks slowly as the door opens. Slow, steady breaths as I take I walk out, left then right; I turn my head.
I notice a door that leads outside, can this be it? Can I finally be free?
The floor creaks and I squeeze my eyes shut in anger.
From my window the city is a few blocks away, the roads are filled with cars.. So if I can get out of this house I can hopefully make it to the street and get help.
The door is inches away
I take a deep breath as I slowly reach for the knob, I turn it and open it up, I take it all in, the breeze, the sun setting across the water. I'm so close.
I take a step and get ready to close the door-
"Kelsey?" I hear a familiar voice question me.
I turn to see David sitting at the table, alone.
"Where are you going?" He adds
"Oh, I'm just getting some fresh air, I'm feeling alittle sick." I smile.
"Oh, well let's go." He stands up and walks towards me.
I look at him for a moment to make sure he isn't joking.
He puts his hand on my mine which is still on the door knob. I look up at him and pull my hand away.
He shakes his head and looks down; smiling, as he opens the door.
I look at him once more before taking a step outside.
The breeze blows through my hair and I freeze there looking at the sunset. I erase the thought of escaping, I can't do it I know that I will just get myself hurt.
He walks beside me,
"Beautiful isn't it?" He says
I just smile.
"Look over here." He points to a small flower garden.
I walk over and kneel beside them, I haven't seen flowers in forever.
David picks on out and hands it to me.
A gerbra daisy.
"Thank you." I twirl it in my fingers.
AUTHORS NOTE
I've decided to make a lay-low chapter, it's been chaotic lately so I wanted to make something special!
What does everyone think of David's act of kindness? Is he faking it or is he really beginning to love her?
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Kidnapped
Horror19 year old Carlie Nicholson, her life is perfect, not exactly, she adores her boyfriend and he is the only thing keeping her together. One rainy day after one of their dates, Carlie is left alone to go to her car and pick him up while he is making...
