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"Can't you just leave me alone?" I shouted behind me as I ran into the kitchen. I pulled a rather large knife out of it's hold a held it out in front of me.
He looked wide eyed at the knife, then quickly regained himself, "Sapphire, I don't want to hurt you. I'm trying to help you. But right now I'm going to need to take you from your house to a safer place." Apparently he didn't bring a weapon. So was he telling the truth?
The Day Before…
I jumped out of bed and slammed my fist down on my alarm. It was playing the most recent overplayed pop song.
I started getting ready for the last day of school. You know, the day where everyone signs your yearbook? All your classes are just goofing off and watching movies 'cause you know the teachers won't give you a detention (they don't want to be at school any longer than you do).
Well yeah that day was gonna suck for me. I'm a freshman and I have close to no friends. It's because I'm always drawing. I'm a freak apparently. Tons of people call me anorexic even though they know I'm not. It really bugs me.
I say close to no friends because I hang out with guys only. I think of friends for a girl my age to be girls, not guys. Most guys call me sis since we're so close, but they still didn't fit my 'friend' description. I always thought it was gross to date any of them because obviously, I thought of them like my brothers. Of course some of them still tried. And that made me a little uncomfortable, but anyways.
I have a brother, Brad. He's 16 and I'm…not. He basically took care of me because our mom worked all the time. I hadn't seen her for at least a year. But she always sent us checks in the mail to make sure we had everything we needed.
I brushed my long black hair and kept it how it normally is. Straight down. Side bangs sweeping over my left eye. Then I tugged on my jeans. I wore a 0 in pant sizes and for those who don't know, that means really, super skinny. My long legs, tiny waist, and big hips really etched in my hourglass form. I looked in the mirror at my rainbow blue eyes.
I call them rainbow blue because it doesn't look like my eye color could really be an eye color. They were royal blue or something like that. You know, the color of blue m&m's?
I walked outside to where Noah would pick me up. Noah was my 'brother' and also my best friend. Brad never talked to him, or any of my friends. I didn't know what his problem was, but he thought that anyone who talked to me was a bad person.
You might be thinking, "Why isn't her brother taking her to school?" Well, it's because my brother didn't go to the same school as I did. Between you and me, I didn't think he went to school at all.
About a minute later Noah's car appeared.
"Hey Sav," he said turning down the music so he could talk to me. The guys called me Sav because Sapphire is too long. Or they're just lazy. Either way, I only let them call me that. When teachers did, it annoyed the hell out of me.
"Hey," I said opening the door and throwing my backpack in the sleek black mustang. I practically jumped into the car, throwing on my seatbelt and resting my legs on his dashboard.
He smiled, "Get your feet off my dash!"
I raised my eyebrows at him, "Make me."
Noah smiled at the challenge and started tickling my knee's and sides. He knew that those were my only tickle-spots. I started giggling like a little girl and pulled my legs close to my chest, off of his dashboard. He retreated with a grin on his face.
I reached over to smack him but as I did his expression darkened and he slammed on the gas, engine roaring.
I jolted back, then turned to see what he saw. Sure enough, Brad was standing in our pathetic excuse for a house.
The day was exactly what I thought it would be. Boring but slightly sad to say goodbye to everyone. I was glad to be home though. Of course I didn't have anything to do so I just went in my room.
I clicked on the light and screamed.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" I screeched while slapping Brad on the shoulder. Hard.
He winced and glared at me, "Sapphire what the hell were you doing with that guy in the car?"
I rolled my eyes, "Would you calm down? He was only tickling me. That's all. And what were you doing not going to school? Again?"
He walked out of my room without saying anything else. I slammed my door and looked at the clock that hung on my wall. It was only 4:08 but I was tired and needed sleep.
I slipped off my shoes and my jeans then crawled into bed.
The sun wasn't up when I woke up. I felt the floor for my jeans and slipped them back on. Then I walked over to the light and flicked it on. I thought that I saw a shadow of something but then my light went out.
Something was wrong. I had that feeling that I needed to hurry so I opened the door and ran for Brad. His door was open. The light was on and his bed was empty making my heart pound faster. The wood creaked in the front of the house and I spun.
"Brad?" my voice was much more shaky than I had intended.
Silence.
"Brad? If that's you and your trying to scare me, it worked…"
Nothing.
I put my back against the wall and tried to slow my breathing. I couldn't see a single thing around me so if someone wanted to kill me, they could. What could I do?
Get a knife!
I ran as quietly as I could toward the kitchen but stopped dead when I heard a voice.
"Sapphire, please listen," this voice was not Brad's.
I ran to the light and raked my fingers along the wall trying to find the light switch.
"I know what you must be thinking and I'm not here to hurt you," the person said.
My nails made a dull scratching sound against the bare wall then finally, I felt the light switch. I yanked it up as fast as I could and looked around.
No one seemed to be there. Was I imagining this?
Something covered my mouth and my eyes making me scream and kick frantically until I was free again. I ran behind the coffee table and turned around.
There was a man. Well, more like a boy. He looked like he was 14 just like me but something about him made me think he was a good person.
A good person trying to kidnap me?
"If you'll just listen-" he spoke, his voice had nothing murderous about it.
"Can't you just leave me alone?" I shouted behind me as I ran into the kitchen. I pulled a rather large knife out of it's hold and held it out in front of me.
He looked wide eyed at the knife, then quickly regained himself, "Sapphire, I don't want to hurt you. I'm trying to help you. But right now I'm going to need to take you from your house to a safer place." Apparently he didn't bring a weapon. So was he telling the truth?
Don't risk it.
I threw the knife at his head and he quickly ducked. He got up and looked at where the knife was sticking out of the wall.
"Jeez you could've taken my head off with that!" he shouted at me.
I was confused, "No shit, Sherlock! Why are you here? My brother will kill you if you hurt me. He's not afraid of going to jail for-"
I was cut off by something tingling my neck. My eyesight went fuzzy and I went to grab the counter. It just slid from my hands and I fell like a lump on the floor.
"Aww Derek, what the hell did you do that for?" The guy shouted.
Then I heard a different voice, "She was talking too much. Let's just get her into the car before she wakes up. I'm sure her brother…"
There was more of that conversation, but I didn't understand any. I just let my eyes close and I let the sleepy feeling take over.
*shocked face* omg she's getting kidnapped? but why? and by who? ;)
read the next chapter to find out! :)
-Camimae707
