Kindnapped

CHAPTER 1

I check my watch to see the time and my eyes nearly bulge out of my head. It's midnight and I'm taking a shower! Wow it can't be that late.

I hop into the shower and clean myself quickly and get out. I dry my shoulder length blue hair. I slide on a hoodie, a bra, a pair of underwear, and sweat pants. I pull my wet hair into a messy bunny at the top of my head and walk out of the bathroom.

I get out and hear a loud crash and I say," Shit!" I run back to my bathroom locking and closing the door to. I hear loud footsteps coming towards the bathroom and trying to open the door.

I mentally thank myself for locking the door as I creep to the window.

As I open it I hear a voice, that sent shivers down my spine, say," Did you find her?" I waist no time on sliding through thw window to the side of my parents home.

I use my parcore skills to get down jumping and flipping. I get to the ground and bolt to tthe forest near my house. I clinb the trees and jump from them to other trees.

I sit on a big tree and rest for the night.

Dawn comes and I get down. I run to the major city. I sit by a free bus station and wait. Before the bus comes the dude comes up to me.

"Hello my truck broke down in an alley way. I need help fixing it." I look up and see a tall strong man.

"Me? You can't be serious!" I say laughing because no one and I mean no one knows my secret. I stand up and follow him to this dark alley with an all black van. I ask," Where is the issue?"

"Um. It's one of the tires. Something inside of the truck popped it." He says and I groan.

I say in a stern voice," Open it up now so I can look." He opens up the door and I turn on my extra flashlight I grabbed yesterday. I look in and I scream.

I throw the flashlight at one of people inside and run. I don't get far as I feel a pair of hands wrap around my waist. I scream, kick, hit, and scratch him but he still took me to his car. I get held down by strong men.

I hear one say," She needs to stop struggling! I'm losing my grip!"

I feel a cloth on my nose and mouth and I stop breathing.

I then hear a female voice say," Breath in and out for me. Breath in and out."

I realize she wants me to breath and I fake breath. Something that my drama teacher taught me. They get it's fake and keep it on my nose and mouth. I finally make the mistake and actually breathe.

I start to feel sleepy and my eyelids feel heavy. I continue to breathe becoming weaker. I feel my motions slow and relax. I keep my eyes open and adrenaline pumping through my vains. I'm getting sleepier and sleepier.

Soon my eyes shut and I go numb.

A few hours later (sponge Bob voice)
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I wake up and try to move. Key word try. I find I'm strapped down to a bed with leather straps on my legs, stomach, and arms. I groan and reach my arm forward to reach the latch holding my wrist down.

I get it and thank the Lord. I ready up and get the ones on my upper arms. I unlatch the rest of my body.

I walk up to a wall looking for a door. I put on the wall and I opens. I look out of the mysterious room run through a hallway. I come to a section with multiple halls connected and someone walks out of a door.

He looks at me straight in the eyes and his bulge out of his head. I look at him shaking my head no and whimpering.

He picks up a walkie talkie thing and says," The girl escaped. She is in section 3b. Requesting assistance. I repeat I request assistance." He shuts it off and I look at him with pleading eyes.

I see nothkng that could help me so I make like a banana and split. I run down halls and hear running steps behind me.

I look behind me and see syringes. I run faster than ever and I'm getting tired. My breath is labored and weak. My calfs are burning. I continue to run hoping to see a way out.

I look ahead and see more guys with needles. I freeze at the sight of needles. Then I see a female and I run again this time to get away from the needles. I look behind me and see them gaining.

All of a sudden I'm tackled to the ground by a man with icy blue eyes and jet black hair.

I hear a female that looks like the guy say," I need a vein!"

I struggle and start to cry and kick in the man's grasp. I feel him straighten my arm and a needle poke my skin. Is thrash around trying to stop them from giving whatever they are.

I feel it stop and look to see the syringe empty. I start to feel sleepy and eyelids droop. I let the darkness come into my vision.

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