Kidnapped

Chapter 26

I watched Kyle eat his cake, Bree and Henry and Fredrick also eating their cake. Kyle had fixed Amelia, Austin, Derek, and I a slice, but our wrists were still tied behind our backs, so we couldn't eat the cake, we just watched.

I look down at my baby bump, now growing on my stomach. It made my stomach do a backflip in fear. What if this baby was a boy? What if Kyle'll kill this baby too? Where was Charlotte? Isn't she already almost two? I can't even keep count anymore to be honest.

"Is it time for presents?" Fredrick smiles, looking up at Kyle.

"Well we might as well, right?" Kyle laughed, walking out of the basement.

I didn't want any presents. Hopefully it was a knife so I could stab them with it. Or a phone to call my family - or most likely 911 - with it so I could go home. Where would Austin go? He wouldn't be an orphan anymore, he's probably twenty one.

He could live with me and my family.

Where would Amelia and Derek go? Would they disappear from our life's? Would I ever see this family again? Would they be okay if we don't?
Would Kyle get the death penalty?
Would Bree and Henry and Fredrick die too in jail?

I didn't realize Kyle was back downstairs before a small bundled up ball of wrapping paper was sat in front of me. But it was covering something.

Kyle untied my hands, smiling. "This is from Fredrick,"

I reach out slowly and rip the wrapping paper away, showing a small pink blanket covered in blood.

Charlotte's pink blanket.

I turn back to Fredrick, holding the small blanket in my hands. "Where is she?"

"She isn't the present, Abby," Kyle smiled, handing me a medium sized box.

I look up at Kyle. "Who is this from?"

"This is Henry's,"

I slowly open up the box and look inside. A small blue blanket lay inside with a few pieces of paper.

Michael's blue blanket.

The papers were Michael's birth records.

I take a shaky breath, trying to back off tears, grabbing the blanket slowly, wrapping in my arms with Charlotte's blanket. I was able to stare down at the birth records before Kyle placed a small box in front of me.

"This one's from Bree, she said you'll love this one,"

I'll probably hate it.

I open up the small box slowly and inside lay a locket covered in blood.

I take the locket slowly and open it up.

Inside was a picture of Hunter and Riley.

Hunter and Riley.

Oh god.

I almost forgot about them.

I still have his locket.

I still have his pocket watch.

I'll save you.

It's Riley's locket.

"You son of a bitch..." I look up at Bree who was smiling. Tears burned in my eyes as I clenched onto the locket tightly.

"I have two presents," Kyle laughed. He grabbed my hand and started dragging me out of the basement.

"Get off of her!" I hear Austin scream downstairs but it didn't help.

Kyle dragged me out to the van, making me climb in the back. "There's some clothes and shoes back there, put them on,"

"Where are we going?"

"Do as I fucking say, Abigail..."

I sigh and take off my shirt, putting on a long sleeved black shirt with a Superman symbol on it with jeans. I slip on the socks and shoes wincing and climb in the front seat.

Something seemed familiar by these clothes.

The Superman shirt.

The shoes.

He got these from my house.

I didn't bring it up as Kyle drove us.

We made it to the building and Kyle walked me inside.

I was getting the baby checked.

Kyle signed me in and we sat in the waiting room. The TV had the news on. It was about me.

"Abigail Wesley has been missing for 6 years, and we still have no lead on who has taken her. There has said to be two more kids taken a few years ago that could possibly lead up to Abig-"

"Such a shame isn't it?" A kind voice says.

I look up and my doctor is waiting for me, looking at the TV.

"Yeah, such a shame," I manage and walk back in the room with her, Kyle trailing along.

The woman sits me in the chair as she plugs me into weird machines, checking at the baby.

"When was the last time you were here?"

"About 3 months ago," Kyle says.

"Then you don't know this yet..."

"What?" I ask.

"Well you're 5 months pregnant but, you're pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl,"

You're pregnant with twins.

A boy and a girl.