When Love Collides With Tears
Life was perfect. Zac couldn't have been happier; he had all that he ever wanted. A successful career, loving family, great friends and an amazing girlfriend, what more could he ask for?
How could his relationship with Vanessa be torn apart?
Zac sat under the still trees, there was no breeze and no sound.
He had, had a fight with Vanessa. Everything seemed to be blurred; it was all because of that one day. The day his life span out of control. It was only 3 days ago, but it seemed like a life time. He had been driving home when he got the call. The call that his younger brother Dylan had been in a car accident. There was four guys in the car and only one had survived, Dylan was dead. If only he had stopped him from going to that party, Zac thought. Tears flowed down his cheeks, head in his hands. His life had been torn apart and it was all his fault, he thought.
He remembered what had happened only 3 hrs ago.
Vanessa and he were sitting at the dining table; Vanessa was trying to comfort Zac.
Vanessa: It's all going to be ok. I know it doesn't seem possible right now, but we'll get though it together. It's not your fault Zac.
Zac: Yes it is! I told him to go to the party; I know it's my fault. No matter what you or anybody else says, I know it is.
Vanessa: I'm only trying to make things better Zac!
Zac: Well your not, are you?
Vanessa: What! You know what fine don't listen to me!
Zac: I won't. You don't understand.
Vanessa: Whatever then Zac, I'm going. If you don't want my help, then that's your problem.
Vanessa slammed the front door shut, she was gone.
As stubborn as Zac was, he knew he had been a jerk. He knew he shouldn't of acted the way he did. He didn't mean the things he said. All he wanted right now was to be in Vanessa's arms, he had stuffed it all up. He felt even worse than before.
When Zac got up from the grass, he felt dizzy and fell straight back down onto the grass. The last thing he saw was blurred blue sky.
Zac fluttered his eyes open slowly. His head hurt, worse than a hangover. Something was wrong, he knew it. When he had clear vision he looked around, he wasn't in his house, he wasn't in a hospital either. Confused and with a pounding headache, he slowly rose from the cream colored bed….
Vanessa woke from a deep slumber, stretching and yawning. She felt around to the right of her, nothing was there. She remembered the fight she had, had with Zac. She decided she better call him. The phone rang & rang & rang, still no answer. "Why won't he answer me? I need to talk to him, where is he?"
Little did Vanessa know, that's exactly what Zac was thinking too.
As he crept along the dark hallway, he heard muffled voices….
"Well what are we going to do with him? He's pretty useless if you ask me".
"Don't worry, we'll be rid of him soon enough".
"But I don't see how this is going to get us the money".
"We get the cash by holding him hostage, clear enough aint it?"
"I get the hostage part; I just don't see how the money comes to us"
"We…get….money….by….people….paying….to….get….him…backkkk, you get it yet froob??"
"Ohhhh I get it!"
"Ding ding!"
"Cha Ching!!"
"Good now go upstairs and check on him"
"Got it"
Zac was hiding behind a table, as the taller unidentified figure walked past. He had red hair, and wore a beret. Weird Much?
He raced around to the front door. "Damnit" he whispered, the door was locked and there was no key in sight….
What's Zac going to do? Will Vanessa find him?
All the answers and much more in the next chapter D
And yes I know it's short, but I'm new at this ;)
R&R