The Missing

Elizabeth Warren wasn't a typical eighteen year old girl. Mostly because she was always at home and always studying for the SAT's for two years straight. She doesn't hang around many people, only having two true friends, because of a nasty rumor. She's dead set on leaving the small town of Lake Claire, Nebraska. Even if it is because her father wants her to fulfill the wish and life he couldn't, that is until she meets Zak Pierce, the dreamy new addition to the 700+ population. Zak Pierce has a history of leaving girl's in the dust... Literally. There's a dirty past that Zak is covering up. A string of disappearances that he was the key suspect in. Who is Zak Pierce, and will Elizabeth join what the police and the FBI have called The Missing? *Warning, all places, people, or happenings are strictly of the author's imaginations. This novel is purely for entertainment and not meant to be used as a guide for actual kidnappings. *

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3. Setting The Scene

Elizabeth's POV

 

May 18th, 2014

One week before SAT Test Day

 

For me, being alone on a Saturday night in May was normal. My whole family were social butterflies, Leaving me like -every night alone in my bedroom. It wasn't big or special, but it was mine. Done the way I liked things, clean, tidy, elegant. I sat hunched over an open SAT prep guide. I'd been studying for two in a half years, hoping to get that perfect score that would get me into Harvard and out of the small town of Lake Claire. Even if I'd be living out my father's dreams.

 

For Nebraska, Lake Claire was as small as it came. Their population totaled 700 exactly. Not counting the new twin babies down the street, or the dreamy Zak Pierce next door who moved in at the end of April. I smiled just thinking about him. I closed my book and went to the window, I heard tapping and I wondered, actually I stupidly thought it was him.

 

To my utter amazement it was him, down on the back lawn smiling up at me. He motioned for me to open the window, and I did.

 

"Hey, Lizzy. What are you doing home alone?" Zak said with a smile on his face.

 

"I'm always home alone. I'm studying for the SAT's next Saturday."

 

"Well this Saturday you're going out with me. I got to know what's in this town."

 

"Well, alright. There isn't much. I can drive you to the next town over." 

 

"That sounds wonderful." Strange how he's asking me now, after a month of being in Lake Claire, but he had been busy fixing up the Richardson's house, and he'd been at work almost every day.

 

"Let me get my coat." I pulled on the sweater and went downstairs and wrote a note for my family. They would probably think it a joke I thought before pinning it to the board. I grabbed my keys and went outside to where he  stood against the car.

 

"So, what do want to know?"

 

"Well for starters, what do you do for fun around here?"

 

"Well, there Pete's Milkshakes, the arcade, we have a cinema, and the Memorial Park., and Tom's Diner; but you know that already... since you work there."

 

"Oh? What else is there in this grand town?"

 

"Well, there Mike's Saloon, but minor's are strictly banned from entering."

 

"Why?"

 

"I don't know, I've never asked." I started the car and we drove to town, the only thing left open was the cinema and I didn't feel like driving to Clarence, "Do you want to catch a movie?"

 

"Sure." I parked on the side of the street and grabbed my purse. "Where is your family tonight?"

 

"Some banquet for my father's work." I answered immediately, and not to mention the father of the guy who basically told the whole school I was an untouchable. Why? I don't know...but I barely managed to hold on to the friends I kept. I don't even know why Wyatt started the stupid rumor I had a fake illness that was so contagious all I had to do was fucking look at the person. "Ready?" I said as I spotted Wyatt with one of my ex friends, Bethany hung onto his arm like he was James Dean. Hardly. I knew James Dean from the movies my grandmother had me watch with her. He was dreamy, the only celebrity crush I could have, and he was dead. "Blonde bimbo." I scowled under my breath.

 

"Hmm?"

 

"No not you, her." I said gesturing towards the 'happy' couple. 

 

"Oh, I take it you don't like them?"

 

"No. The guy started a rumor about me and now I barely have two friends. Bethany was one of the friends who believed him over me."

 

"I'm sorry."

 

"Its not your fault. C'mon let's go show them I'm not an untouchable." 

 

"I think this is hardly rural India."

 

"You know what I mean." We exited the car and I took his arm. I wasn't accustomed to the opposite sex, touching me in any way. Wyatt spotted us, and he eyes bulged, filled with surprise of seeing me out of my house, and with someone to boot.

 

"Hello Bethany." I sneered as she took in Zak. His piercing green eyes seemed to penetrate through her eyes and into her soul; that was no doubt covered in slime.

 

"Hello, I am Zak Pierce. You must be Bethany."

 

"Hello, where are you from?"

 

"I don't think that's your concern. I would appreciate it if you would stop pointlessly flirting with me, in front of my date, and your boyfriend." Bethany's look of surprise made me want to double over with laughter, but I was too dumbfounded by Zak's description of me. I was his date? I've never been on a date before; never been kissed-would Zak want to kiss me, when the night was over? Oh goodness. What were we?

 

Zak's POV:

 

It wasn't as difficult as I anticipated to win over Lizzy's affections. I just had to show the same distaste in Bethany and the boy Wyatt as she did. But what Wyatt did was unnecessary, even if you wanted her to yourself. I mean what he did, made what I do into a Baptism or something. At least I kill them so their not ostracized by their peers because they were kidnapped by their 'boyfriend' or 'best friend', depending on who my character was. 

 

I watched Lizzy the rest of the night with a bemused smile on my face. She wanted to know why I said she was my date; was I her boyfriend? To her yes, to me being her boyfriend was just another way to get her into my home, so I could play. No, it wasn't sexual. My kidnappings had nothing to do with sex or pleasure, it was simply a way for me to pass the time. I know it sounds horrible when its put that way; but something in my brain is just not wired correctly.

 

At the end of the movie, Lizzy smiled, apparently it was the first movie she had seen publicly in a long time. The rumor had destroyed her social life, and having never told her parents, they just thought she hated the human race. Of course Darwin knew, everyone below the age of twenty five knew. Lizzy hated talking about her past, and I didn't blame her. If I didn't already have a strict schedule and accommodations for only two lovely, nerdy girls, I would kidnap and kill Wyatt... but he simply wasn't my type. Lizzy drove into her drive way and parked the car.

 

"Thanks for dragging me out." she said after a moment.

 

"No problem, any time."

 

"So, uh...my car has to be taken to the shop, for an inspection next Saturday and I won't have a way home from there. Could you pick me up? I know its a lot to ask, but the diner is right there."

 

"Sure, I can take you home."

 

"Thanks so much." She got out of the car and started walking to her door,

 

"Lizzy!"

 

"Yes?" She turned, and I pulled her to me, and I kissed her. It wasn't bad, but it didn't make me, excited when I ended the kiss she was breathless. "Whoa." she whispered. "Good night, Zak." It was then she noticed her parents' car parked next to her's. "I suppose they saw that." she laughed. She turned to leave once more, and this time I let her. The trap had just closed on Elizabeth Warren, she now completely trusted me.  

 

 

Elizabeth's POV:

 

May 25, 2014

 

I woke at six thirty and dressed comfortably. It was a four hour test, I needed to be sure I got  the right answers. I walked quietly around the house and readied myself by dressing and reviewing. I skipped down the steps and made sure I had my license and pencils. No calculators were permitted and I grabbed my keys and the paperwork for the shop. I put a sticky note with the directions to the Shop on Zak's wind shield and then I drove towards the school. I parked and silently prayed to God that I got the perfect score of 2500. I walked timidly into the school and was surprised to see Wyatt sitting alone. I knew for a fact Bethany was taking the test today; because we had signed up together before she dumped me for Wyatt and his lies. But she was nowhere to be seen. Strange. 

 

"Hey, uh Liz?" I turned from looking at the selection of free breakfast items and found Wyatt standing there. "I wanted to um apologize for the way I've acted."

 

"Oh, so suddenly after eight years of torment and ridicule, you're going to apologize? What gives you the right to even talk to me?" people turned to watch, "For eight years I had to live with the stares and the gossip. The way people would cower away from me, or refuse to sit next to me vocally in front of everyone, or have the school nurse call me down every period to make sure I wasn't actually sick! Do you know what kind of thoughts ran through my mind? About myself, about you? You used to be my friend Wyatt. What did I do to make you hate me so much, that you had to ruin my life?"

 

"I loved you, and you wouldn't give me the time of day, it was like I had a disease, so I decided one day to make your life a living hell and make you feel the torture I felt every day being ignored by you."

 

"I wasn't ignoring you Wyatt. I was prohibited from having relationships by my father, he threatened me so much that I finally became scared of any prospect of having a boyfriend, even a secret one. He's forced me to study every Saturday for two years. He monitors everything I do, and I don't even have access to internet or cable. I honestly have no idea who Robert Pattinson is, or what Black Veil Brides is. I have no access to anything related to Hollywood or reality TV. I liked you so much but I knew I couldn't do anything about it. Why don't you ask people before deciding they're just being a bitch, and ruin their lives." I spat before leaving. A few catcalls could be heard but I didn't care. I bit into the doughnut I had picked up and sat in front of the gym doors. God, I hated him so much...that apology was half assed. Just because I find someone doesn't mean you can try to weasel your way into my life again. I'm eighteen now, and dad can't prohibit me from dating, not anymore. Besides, he was different. Or at least I hoped he was different. Lizzy would never imagine how right she was about how Zak was different.

 

***

Zak's POV

I waited in the parking lot, ready to follow Lizzy to the shop. I spotted Wyatt first, and had to fight the urge to kill him...I had never experienced such a wave of rage before now. What had Lizzy done to me? Surely after all the girls I had kidnapped and mutilated, Lizzy couldn't be the one to change me? Had I chosen the perfect girl to kidnap? Or the perfect girl to make a life with? I shook the ludicrous idea from my train of thought. I was serial kidnapper and murderer, I couldn't settle down and make a family! I didn't need anyone but myself and the few souvenirs I allowed myself. 

 

After a few moments Lizzy appeared, she went towards her car, but not before flipping off Wyatt and getting in the car. She looked towards me, as she passed me and smiled brightly. That was my queue to start following her. Without so much as a second glance at Wyatt, I drove off, following Lizzy to the shop. As we parked, Lizzy went over to the man in the overalls and smiled broadly and gave him a hug. I, curious as I was went to investigate.

 

"Hello,Zak, this is my uncle Ray. He owns Ray's Automotive Repair Services."

 

"Hello, its a pleasure meeting you sir." I said taking the outstretched hand of the older gentlemen. I watched with amusement as Ray looked under the hood of the Focus. 

 

"Liz, I don't know how you do this...but this car is always in perfect working condition,besides of course getting it ready for the winter."

 

"I don't know a thing about cars..."

 

"Maybe it runs in the family. Your daddy was in the races for a few years before his accident."

 

"The accident that halted his criminal justice career I know. He was racing to raise money for Harvard." Lizzy said rolling her eyes. "And because of that and me he had to settle for a desk job." Lizzy said as if she was reciting a Shakespearean play. It sounded that rehearsed. I just watched and waited.

 

"Alright, Uncle Ray I've got to be going now,Zak is probably tired from waiting tables all day."

 

"Well, alright. Come pick it up same time next week."

 

"Alright. G'bye Uncle Ray." Lizzy said before twisting her fingers through mine. "C'mon lets get to our street."

 

"Hey, I was wondering, do you want to come over and watch a movie or something?"

 

"Sure. Sounds fun. I'll just have to check in with mom."

 

"No, I already asked her."

 

"Oh. Alright." She seemed confused, I decided to comfort her, by kissing her cheek. I started the car and drove off towards my home. I pulled into the drive way and we went into the house. I showed her the living area and she sat down.

 

"Do you want anything to drink, eat?"

 

"Sure."

 

"Water, tea, soda?"

 

"Water is fine." Lizzy said quietly. Before I left the room, I noticed her checking through the movie collection I had just bought.

 

"Find anything?" I called from the kitchen. Silence...."Lizzy?"

 

"Yea, I don't know how to work this though."

 

"Hold on a bit." 

 

"Okay." I poured the crushed sleeping pills into her glass and marked it with an almost unnoticeable black sharpie dot. I stirred it up and went into the living room. I looked at the DVD she had chosen, Abduction how ironic. I chuckled a bit and went to put the DVD in. I noticed her sip her drink. She smiled at the taste.

 

"Is this flavored water?"

 

"Uh, I don't know I just grabbed a bottle from the fridge. What's it taste like?"

 

"Strawberries." she said smiling. "Its been a long time since I've had strawberries." she continued. "Its like you can read my mind." She said, her eyes drooping. "I love you Zak Pierce." she said before drifting off, the pull of the drugs too strong for her to resist. Her last words to me, took me off guard. None of the girls I had kidnapped before had said that to me, I also never gave them the time to say those five words. Those words whispered out of her mouth in the lulls of sleep, I would cherish as the most sacred souvenir. I looked back at the movie, the main character was just learning what happened to his real parents. How his parents had kidnapped him at a young age. I scooped her up in my arms and made my way to the basement. Before I could open the door, my front door burst open.

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