Moon Stalker (On Hold)

Chapter 7

       “Where are you taking me?” for an hour now we’ve been on the highway driving South. He just picked me up took me to his car blasted the music and started driving. As hard as I try to make him take me home he won’t. I’m doing everything I can think of. Punching him, moving the wheel, tearing his seats up, spitting on the windows. I even broke one, but he doesn’t care. I have no idea where we’re going, I’m basically being kidnapped!

        Finally, I give up, sit in the back, and start to cry. I put my head on my knees and rock myself. I just wish my life were back to the way it used to be. I don’t want to know about werewolves, I want to believe that stories are just that, stories. I want to go back to when I didn’t know Mr. Forj, and back to when the thing that scared me most was horror movies. Talk to my friends about boys and clothes, go to the mall and shop, have sleepovers, and do my hair, stuff that a fifteen-year-old girl should be doing.

        When I look up, I can see Mr. Forj looking at me through the rear view mirror. I quickly look away and put my head back on my knees. God he disgusts me. I realize the car is quiet and look back at him. “What do you want with me?”

        “Mar.” He sighs, but that’s all he says. The same thing he’s been saying for the whole ride. Why the hell did he have to creep on me? I’m sure any other girl would actually enjoy this, like Natalie or Ms. Andrews. They actually like him; they’d probably think they were in heaven, and that what he is doing is romantic. Yuck! God I’d do anything to see Natalie right now. If he hadn’t taken my phone from me, I’d be texting her right now.

        “Mar, do you trust me?” I look at him in disgust. How could I trust a monster like him? How could I trust a man that has kidnapped me, and is taking me to God knows where? I turn my head and look out the side window. I’ve given up on escaping, but that doesn’t mean I have to talk to him. “Mariah?” he sighs and turns the music back on.

        It is so hard for me to be mad and scared when I’m looking at him. I try to be disgusted at him, but I have this feeling in my gut that says I’m safe with him. I hate it! I swear I can feel him looking at me, so I close my eyes and put my head back in my lap.

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       I wake up to silence, the car isn’t moving and the music is off. I lift my head up and look around. Mr. Forj is gone and the car is parked at a gas pump. The sky is a beautiful pink and the sun is so big in between two mountains. It looks like we stopped just outside of a town or something, because in the distance there is a whole bunch of lights.

“Oh my God, I could actually escape right now!” I whisper to myself. I scoot over to the right side, furthest away from the pumps, and open the door. I get out and stay bent down, hiding myself behind the car. I lightly close the door, and start to walk to the back of the car. If I can run past the building without him seeing me, then I can probably get into the trees, and start walking to the town.

      I look around the parking space, thankful that it’s empty, and quickly run to the edge of the building. Once I get to the back, I sprint to the trees and hide behind a tree. I look back towards the gas station to see if anyone had noticed me, but after a couple of minutes when no one comes, I relax. I turn and start walking towards the town. It is so dark in the trees I want to go closer to the edge of them, but I don’t want to take the chance that I might be spotted.

      “MARIAH.” Damn it. I look behind me but I can’t see him. I don’t think I can out run him, so I look around at the trees and find one that I can climb. It takes me three minutes of walking around until I find the perfect tree. It doesn’t have branches until about fifteen feet up, but the tree beside it has branches after five feet, and further up it has a branch that reaches across to the other tree. I start climbing up the tree and once I’ve reached the branch that will get me to the other tree I stop.