Chapter 1: Kidnapping
"Elena, stop annoying me!" yelled Jeremy while he slammed the door shut.
"Very well, Jer! That's pretty mature!" I shouted uselessly at the closed door. I couldn't believe it. It had been four months since the tragic accident. I was shattered. I had taken antidepressants and that stuff but I wasn't fine though. Yet, I had to give my little brother a model to follow. Model that he had decided to ignore to get into the drugs world. I found out about this today evening. I tried to reason with him, tell him that's not the way but he decided to turn the deaf ear and get angry with me.
'Perfect' I thought. 'What's next?'
I sighed. I still was staring at Jeremy's bedroom door. "I need fresh air." Without a second thought, I grabbed my jacket, my cell, the keys and my iPod. I went downstairs and checked if Jenna was at home. "Aunt Jenna?" I called. No answer. Sighing I made my way to the kitchen and I wrote on the blog that was on the fridge:
I've gone for a walk. I'll be back soon. Xoxo
Elena.
Written the note to my aunt, I got out the house. Outside, it still wasn't cold because it was September. I breathed the nocturne air and set my iPod on shuffle. The first song it played was My Hero by Foo Fighters. A hero. That was what I needed. A hero to take me away from the nightmare that my life had become. All these months had passed like a blur of depression, solitude and pain where I hadn't realized what happened around me. If I could escape from this feeling for a while… Just a little while.
I kept walking through the dark street absently. 'If this was a horror film, I'd start hearing noises, watching weird shadows and having the weird feeling that someone is following me'. I thought smiling.
Right then, on the corner of my eye, I swear I saw something moving. I turned around fast by I saw nothing. I took off one of my iPod's phone to listen better to what there was around me. Nothing. Surely it just was… wait, what was that? I took off the other phone and I watched out intently. I'd swear I heard a branch breaking among the trees my street overlooked to. I looked in that direction and as my eyes settled on those trees I saw something moving very quickly. Though it was so fleeting that I wasn't hundred per cent sure of seeing it.
'OK, Elena. I think it's time to get back home to your depressing life and safe'. The last thing I remember was that I turned around and right then I sank into the most absolute unconsciousness.