Kidnapped

Chapter 13 - The End

'You'll never do it. I know you. You'd never pull the trigger.' Roger snarled at me. I stared at him, the gun pointed at his head. I smirked at him and then pulled the trigger.

I waited for a gunshot and blood but nothing like that happened. Roger was still sitting there, no bullet in his head, laughing. I stood there shocked.

I tried again as Roger stood up but still nothing. I realised that the stupid, cheap gun was stalled.

'Did your little plan fail, Alaina?' Roger snatched the gun from my hands and threw it across the room. I stepped back knowing that I couldn't do anything now.

Roger was going to kill me or torture me and I couldn't do anything about it. I was... powerless. I sucked in a deep breath and waited for Roger to decide my fate. He walked circles around me like he was a lion and I was his prey.

'Did I ever tell you my life story?' he asked. I shook my head slowly. 

'When I was only seven my mother's friends decided to fool around with me...' I gulped. This wasn't going to be a pretty story. Roger saw the look on my face and he roughly grabbed me by my hands.

His face was so close to mine that I could see little scars on his forehead that I had never noticed before. I held my breath and tried hard not to breathe his stench in.

'See, you have it easy, Alaina,' Roger continued. 'What they did to me is nothing compared to what I've done to you. You should be grateful!' he yelled, finally letting go of me and pushing me to the ground. I stared up at him.

'Those women molested me for years! And finally I ended it all when I was ten-years-old! You want to know how I did it, Alaina?' I stayed silent and Roger once again pressed his face close to mine. He pressed his index finger and middle finger together and lifted up his thumb.

His hand now looked like a gun. Roger placed his 'gun' to my head. 'I shot them right in the head. All of them.' I tried hard not to show any emotion. He was a killer. I don't care what happened to him. That didn't give him permission to hurt me. I tried standing up but Roger was on top of me and it seemed impossible to push against him.

'Get off me!' I tried kneeing him in the crotch but my legs were pinned to the ground.

'I love you, Alaina. You will always be mine.' I screamed as Roger grabbed a knife from his pocket and placed it at my throat.

'Please! Please, don't kill me! I'll do anything, just don't kill me!' I was shrieking and sobbing at the same time. Roger smirked but then he took the knife away from my throat.

'You know you're right. If you're going to die, I'll die with you. that way we can be together forever.' He quickly pulled me to my feet and before I could get away his arms were wrapped around me.

Roger picked me up and seemed unfazed by my kicking and screaming. We were outside soon and he threw me into the backseat of the truck he probably stole.

He quickly ran around and started the ignition. We were soon speeding off and since I wasn't tied down or anything I sat up. I looked at Roger who was muttering to himself.

'Stop the car! Let me out, you crazy mother fucker!' I screeched, trying to get my hand on the wheel of the car. Roger used his elbow to hit me in the face and send me flying into the backseat.

I felt blood trickle down my mouth but I wasn't going to let that stop me from saving my own life. I looked over at the passenger door and saw that it was unlocked. I waited for the perfect moment before I jumped out of the speeding car.

We were soon passing by a meadow and I thought landing in grass couldn't hurt much. I glanced once more at Roger before I quickly opened the door and jumped. I landed face first into the grass and I felt pain surge through my leg.