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Chapter Two - The Kidnapper
RK. I quickly scanned my brain for any past interaction with an RK,
but nothing came to mind. I kept my eyes on him as he got closer and closer. I
could feel my back pressing against the handle to the drawer behind me and as
much as it pained me, I pushed into it harder. His walk towards me frightened
me in a way I had never been frightened before. And then he reached me. Rather
than putting out a hand to help me up, he grabbed me by the arm tightly and
pulled me up. I could feel his grip tightening but I refused to show him that
he was causing me any sort of discomfort. I stared directly into his dark eyes
as he stared back into mine, and then in the next second he pushed me onto the
bed. I fell back, not being able to support myself because my hands were tied,
but then I propped myself up on my elbows and stared at him. He placed a foot
on the edge of the bed and leaned over me. He interlocked his fingers and
placed them on his knee as he observed me with an unusual look. I tried my best
to read his face but then his voice interrupted my thoughts again.
"Now, I'm about to
free you of your discomfort within minutes. But before I do, I'd like to inform
you that there's no reason to scream and no reason at all to even try to run
from here. My house...sorry, mansion, is placed on top a hill far from any
civilization. So, don't scream because you won't be heard. Also, guards who
follow only my orders surround my mansion. So, don't run because you'll get
caught. All you have to do is listen to what I say. Follow my demands. For the
rest of your life. Understand?"
I felt my wide eyes
beginning to water again as he indirectly told me I'd be here forever. I stared
at him unresponsive to his question but then a furious look crossed his face. I
quickly looked away but he grabbed me by my hair and made me look up at him.
"Answer me or the
tape stays on for the rest of the night."
As I grimaced in
pain, I quickly nodded my head yes to his question. I let the tears flow as he
smiled his evil smile at me. He let go of my hair and stood up straight. Then
he grabbed my arm and pulled me into sitting position. He bent over me and I
followed his movement. I looked up into his eyes as he looked down into mine.
Our noses were close enough to touch and then I felt his fingers touching the
side of my cheek where the tape met my skin. I took in his wicked smirk and
then closed my eyes to prepare for the pain of the tape being pulled off. I
began to count down from five in my head but I didn't even reach three when he
purposely began pulling it off slowly. I was hoping for the quick pull so that
the pain would only last seconds but he took his time. I could feel my skin
burning with every slight pull he made. I could feel myself screaming within
but then when the tape was just about to be taken off my mouth, he pulled on it
hard. Within less than a second, the tape was off my mouth and my lips burned
as though they had just been lit on fire. I let out a deep breath as I was
finally able to breathe through my mouth and not only one nostril since the blood
had blocked the other side. But when I was about to scream out in pain, he
placed his hand over my mouth. I never would've imagined that after my skin
made contact with such a good-looking fellow, that I wouldn't feel an amazing
sensation. But this good-looking fellow was none other than my kidnapper; I
felt a hatred beginning to grow within me rather than an attraction. I opened
my eyes to see him staring at me with a raised eyebrow.
"I said no
screaming."
I figured he could
tell that I had no intention of screaming anymore and so he removed his hand
from my mouth. He pulled my arm again and brought me to standing position. I
refused to say a word. He turned me towards the blank wall and pushed me
against it. I grunted in pain as I felt the bruise from pushing my back into
the handle on the drawer earlier. He stepped forwards in my direction and I
flattened my back against the wall in an attempt to back away from him. He
placed both his hands on either side of my head against the wall behind me. My
heart sped up in a confused way because I couldn't tell what kind of effect
this kidnapper was having on me. I heard my own breathing speed up as well as
he began to close in on me. I quickly turned my head to the right just as his
lips nearly touched mine. It was as though he knew I'd do that because he went
on to speak to me. I felt his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered into
it with his ominous voice.
"Don't pull any move
you'll regret..."
Within the next
second, he had spun me and flattened my chest against the wall so my back faced
him. It had actually been a fun day at the orphanage and so I had dressed in
western clothing rather than my usual Indian wear. I wore a knee length dark
purple summer dress, which had a V-neck and a low back. I cursed myself for
wearing the dress with a low back that day. I could feel his breath brushing
against my skin, which caused goose bumps to form all over my back. An odd
chill ran down my spine and I knew he noticed because I felt my back arch. I
heard an evil low chuckle come out from his mouth and then his hands gripped at
mine. I felt the restraint on my hands loosening as he pulled at the string
which bound my hands together. Once they were free, I quickly put them to my side.
My arms pained from being placed behind my back for so long but I ignored it.
He turned me to face him again and he still had that evil smirk on his face. I
placed my hands against the wall as he placed his hands on either side of my
head on the wall behind me once again. He stared into my eyes for a moment, as
though he were looking for the fear, which I was suppressing in front of him.
Then he finally spoke something, which surprised me.
"Madhubala, right?"
My eyes widened, as
he knew my full name. All I had ever gone by was Madhu at the orphanage, but
then how'd he know my full name?
"I'll take that as a
yes. Now, should I search you to make sure you don't have any deadly weapons?"
I felt my eyes
getting wider and wider with every word he said. Before I could respond to his
question, I felt his hand creeping across my waist. My breath caught in my throat and it took
everything I had not to push him away. He kept his hand on my waist for a
moment as he tightened his grip, then finally he let me go and stepped back. He
crossed his arms and smiled as he stared at me.
"I'm impressed.
You've got self-control. Good. You'll need that from now on."
And with that, he
left the room, closing the door behind himself. I stared blankly at the ground
as the sudden shock of being kidnapped struck me. I had been in denial up until
that point. I slid down the wall with my back and then fell to my knees. I felt
an array of emotions within me and knew I wanted to cry, but nothing came out.
I stared with dry eyes at the ground and then my eyes slowly moved towards
blood on the ground from when my nose bled. That's when reality hit me. I
gasped and began to hyperventilate as I remembered being pulled away from the
orphanage. Within the next second, I was lying on the ground in tears. Crying
my heart out. Crying everything out. I didn't want to keep any emotions within
me. Because I knew this wouldn't last hours...it would last a long time. After
all, he did say forever.
Edited by PrittB - 11 years ago
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