Stolen Away

Typical night for Ashley: meets up with Sarah, chats up some boy, gets mugged and kidnapped? When she tears off the hoods of her muggers will she discover a whole new world for herself? More importantly: will she escape?


2. Hostage Situation


I woke up, but not in the usual hostage situation. I expected to be tied to the chair, like in the cheesy Bond films, instead I found myself lying on a mattress on the floor. I lifted my groggy head, which seemed to weigh even heavier than before. I rolled over and saw where I was: in a damp room with bordered up windows and a cracked mirror. There was only two doors, so I had a 50% chance on guessing correctly which was the exit. I chose the door to the right of me. I cautiously stood up, feeling that I might throw up and fall over, not necessarily in that order. I quietly stumbled over to the door and as I reached it, the handle shook. I froze, petrified about what would to happen, my eyes transfixed on the handle. The door creaked open and I saw Liam zipping up his fly (not the most attractive thing in the world). I stepped back and tripped over my shoe, landing flat on my ass. 

"You!" I shouted, unable to tell if I was scared or mad. He stepped towards me and I scramble backwards.

"Look just calm down," He tried to hush me but I was in hysterics! 

"Calm down?! You've fucking kidnapped me!" I scrambled so far back that I hit the wall.

"Look I'm not going to hurt you..." I cut him off before he could finish.

"Right, so that's why you hit me round the head with a FUCKING BASEBALL BAT!" His face turned into a frown.

"We only did that because you screamed!" I can't believe he's trying to argue his point.

"That's because your goonies grabbed me!" 

"You kicked me in the face!" I looked at him in disbelief.

"You were mugging me!" He stood there stammering, unable to think of a comeback. I sat there in the uncomfortable silence, defiantly more pissed off than scared.

"When are you letting me go?" He looked at me with guilty eyes.

"Never." My mouth dropped and eyes started to water.

"What about my family? Friends? They'll never know what happened to me." I seemed to be suspended in shock. I looked up at Liam, waiting for an answer I knew he couldn't give me, he looked away.

"I... I don't know." The tears were gushing from my eyes and dropping like snow flakes into my hands, but I didn't care, I could feel my face turn red.

"What about what I want? How can you just lock me in here and expect me to stay here forever?" As I shouted I felt the throbbing in my head from where I was hit. I sank my head into my lap and gently rubbed it. He sat on the floor in front of me, I didn't have the energy to move away. He reached his arm out to stroke my hair.

"Everything will be fine..." Before his hand reached me I screamed.

"Don't touch me! How can you say everything will be fine when it won't? Get away from me." He sat there staring at me as I sobbed. I sat there for about 3 hours, not moving, not saying a word. Liam sat there too, doing the same.

I heard a knock at the door, I didn't even turn my head as the door opened. 

"Liam, we need to talk." I recognized the voice, it was fat boy. Liam left with fat boy and I was alone. They couldn't keep me here forever, I thought, they'll eventually let me go... or kill me so their secret dies with me. I really wish I was more positive. Suddenly, I heard a booming voice from outside the door.

"We can't keep her forever Liam! She'll cause too much shit." Charming!

"She'll run off blabbing if we let her go." I think that was lanky guy talking.

"Should we get rid of her?" I couldn't put the voice to the face, but I felt like I'd heard him before. 

"Are you stupid as well as ugly? We'd get caught." My guess was that that was one of the other goonies.

"Jack's right, besides, could we live with the fact that we killed someone?" Seems that Liam was the only one in favor of keeping me alive. I heard mumbled No's, but among the No's was one Yes, you could tell who that was. Liam continued on, ignoring the killer among the group.

"Look, it's not just mugging we'll get done for; we've assaulted and kidnapped a girl, that's at least 10 years!" I heard them mumbling to themselves. It seemed that Liam was the brains of the group. Then captain killer decided chime in with his words of wisdom.

"So what do we do with her?" There was an awkward silence, everyone hoping to avoid the question.

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it." Liam's voice was relief to me, knowing that these guys aren't going to kill me in my sleep made me less tense, it still doesn't change the fact that I'm freaking out about being trapped here. 

"So who's going to look after her?" I feel like this was the moment they were all looking at one particular person. I heard a sigh, then footsteps dispersing. I saw the door handle turn, I lifted my head to face the door as I felt another tear slide down my cheek, then I saw the plastered smile on Liam's face.

"Well, I guess you're stuck with me." I stared at him, feeling nothing. I wiped the tear using the sleeve of my jumper and sniffed. My life was over.

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