Things changed ever since my kidnapping. I became aloof from my family and friends and used to not sleep at night. It's been a month and the scars in my heart still haven't healed.
It's not over yet.
I wonder what it means. As I was walking towards my home, a car suddenly halted beside me.
It was a black Mercedes. I don't need to think twice to know that it's them!
"Come we will get you a ride back home" Chris said upon rolling down the window.
"Umm... no thanks. I'll go by myself" I thought about running.
"I think you don't understand who are you speaking to. Do you think you should be rejecting us Angel?" It was Sean.
I gulped.
Its better to be in their good books. Thinking so, I followed.
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"MMMMMRPPPGGGHH!!! Mmmrrpppppp!!!! Uuurnmmmm!!!" I screamed loudly but to no avail.
We were in a moving car. Chris was driving and Sean was in backseat with me.
Earlier, when I got in their car, I was surprised to see ropes and tape in the backseat. Realisation drew upon me and I tried to escape but too late. Chris held my hand and twisted them behind my back and started to bind hem together. I screamed but Sean came from the other side and taped my mouth real shut.
"Nmmmmmmphhhh!!" I screamed as Chris tied my torso too.
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Sean wrapped rope around my ankles, tying them just as tightly as my hands. I couldn’t even try to struggle, as he tied a blindfold over my eyes. Only wiggle.
My anxiety reached the peak when the car ignited and I screamed at the top of my lungs. I didn't care if anyone didn't hear me, atleast I would be satisfied that I tried.
"No use of screaming sweetpea. You are ours now" Chris spoke amd slapped me.
