Taken *Complete*

*Complete* Nemi (Or should I say Quinn) Is a girl who has gone through a lot these 15 years of life... Why not add a kidnapping on top of that? During gym she see's a strange man watching her... Soon he gets a hold of her. Will she ever get away from him?

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10. Waking Up Alone

I wake up... I'm all alone.

Beth? Harold?

Nate??

I shoot up, I'm instantly dizzy.

I bend over and I vomit.

I soon realize I'm in a different room.

I run to the door. I start to bang on it.

"Kurt! Kurt where are you!?" I scream.

No answer.

"Kurt!!" I scream.

Still no answer.

I try to bust the door open but it wouldn't budge.

I hit the door and I scream over and over.

I see Mel open the door. I walk back in fear as she has blood on her from head to toe. She walks towards me and soon I'm backed against the wall.

She tucks my hair behind my ear. She kisses my cheek. It sends chills down my spine. A tear slides down my face. She leans in.

"Don't yell and scream no longer... No one is here besides you, me, Beth, Harold, and Nate." She says.

"Where's Kurt?" I ask my teeth gritted.

"He's taken care of." She whispers. She walks out of the room.

That one sentence sent shocks of fear throughout my entire body. I know what she means by "He's taken care of". She's killed him. That's where the blood came from, that's why I wasn't in the room (She moved me into a locked room in case I woke up I couldn't try to save Kurt), and that's why I was afraid the second she looked at me. She's bloody murderer.

How could I be afraid of Kurt this whole time? He's not a bad guy at all. It's all her. She's this horrid person. She's the one I should be mad at. She's the one I should hate. Kurt was just a victim like Beth, Nate, Harold, and me.

Anger takes over all the fear that has filled me.

I don't know if it was the anger or the sadness but I jolted to the door and it broke down.

I saw other rooms.

I open the first one I see... It's empty.

I repeat this five times and I soon realize.. All the rooms around me are empty.

"What?" I whisper.

I hear footsteps behind me.

The anger zaps out of me.

I slowly turn around.

I see a man, no one I knew, no one I wanted to know.

He pushes me on the ground.

I start screaming and kicking but he takes a small towel and puts in my mouth.

He rolls me over and ties me up.

"Bring it in!" He yells.

I try screaming but I choke. I roll back over and I see a casket.

I try yelling no, but again the rag.

Three guys pick me up and put me in it.

Then they close it.

It goes pitch black.

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