Remade - A Karlnap story

Chapter 18 ~ Voices

TW: Negative thoughts, small panic attack, swearing, blood/gore, death, guns

A/N: Let me just say. This art is amazing!

Karl's POV:

It all went so fast and I wish I was able to see who was kidnaping me. I'm sure it's just me but I would want to know what my kidnaper looked like. Don't judge me okay.

It was pitch black and I couldn't move my body. I was let with only my thoughts to keep me company. I almost liked last times predicament better, the pounding in my head kept me distracted. I will tell you, my mind isn't the best company. 

I kept fighting the urge to bring back up old memories and troublesome periods. I let my mind wander to what happened last time I was blacked out and what happened after. The whole trade thing or whatever they did last time was still really confusing to me. That's the one thing I didn't ask Nick about because he acted like it never happened after I woke up.

I suddenly felt a wave a burning rage hit me out of nowhere. Why would Nick keep things a secret from me? Why does it feel like am I the only one who is confused? Other questions like these started stacking up inside my brain and filling it to the brim. I tried to find my voice so I could battle back all the daunting thoughts.

I'm so weak, I thought I had taken a few steps forward in my life but in reality it feels like I've taken 3 steps back.

Right as it was about to be to much light pierced through my vision and I instantly flinched back. I closed my eyes but it was only mitigating some of the pain it was causing my eyes. Finally, after what seemed like hours, I could no longer feel light hitting my eyelids. 

It was very conflicting, should I open my eyes or should I just leave them closed. I wasn't to sure on where I was but I know a few things. 1. My hands are tied together with what feels like rope 2. I don't think I have anything over my head because I can feel a gentle breeze blowing my hair 3. I'm in my body and not floating in some abyss 4. I could vaguely hear voices. At the 4th realization I instantly froze, was I about to be murdered? I didn't dare open my eyes and I started to shake. I could feel my breath quicken. Why does this have to happen to me? There is no way I'm about to have a panic attack in front of someone who may or may not want to kill me.

Weak, that's all you are, I thought, Can't even keep it together when things only get slightly scary. What a wimp.

My train of thoughts were so rudely interrupted by someone touching my face. I immediately flinch back, this is definitely not what I need right now. I still had my eyes closed and I wasn't sure what my surrounding were like. Was I in forest? Or somewhere with a window or a door that's open? 

I didn't even have time to answer my own question because I felt a sharp pain in my side. Someone must've kicked me.

I let out a small squeal when something, most likely someone's shoe, connects with the other side of my body.

Memories of when my mom would do this flash in front of my eyes, I try to squeeze my eyes even more closed then they already are but it wasn't working. Am I going to die? It was a possibility, it couldn't be to far in my future.

I kept feeling pain in my ribs, there was no way that at least one of them wasn't broken already.

I must have looked pathetic, curled in a ball with tears rolling down my face as I try to bury away old demons that come back to haunt me every once in a while. I think I've said this a million times but I'll say it again, why is the world always against me? Do I even want to live? I guess so, Nick would be devastated if I left. I couldn't do that to him, even if he hates me.