Written In The Stars

All I wanted to do was take a shortcut. That's all, I swear. 

"Get off me!" I screamed, into the darkness of night. 

The guy lost his grip on my arm and I made a break for it. But he was faster, way faster, pushing me up against the side of the building. 

"Please! Don't! I'll give you money or anything, j-just please don't kill or rape me!" I begged, practically crying. 

"Shut up!" he hissed. "I'm not gonna fucking do that shit." I watched him pull something out of his back pocket. Duck tape. 

"Wait--" was all I could manage to say before he placed a piece of duck tape over my mouth. He grabbed some rope off the ground and started tying my hands and feet. 

"Car?" he asked. I nodded towards the end of the alley I had been heading for. He picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder. At the car, he took my keys and unlocked the trunk, throwing me inside. 

* * * 

So there I was, just stuffed in the trunk of my own car, going God knows where with whoever the hell this guy was. He couldn't of been much older than me. Maybe like a year, so what the hell was he kidnapping me for. 

It felt like I had been in there for hours, before the car finally stopped and I heard the driver's side door open and slam shut. I heard his foot steps heading away from the car. Ohmigod! He was just going to leave me there to die! I started kicking and hitting the trunk top, the best I could, really starting to panic. 

Then suddenly, the trunk opened.