"So you ready for the car wash tomorrow?" Tamera asked me as we made our way to the car mom and dad had bought us.
"Yeah, I guess so. I just hope we raise enough for the Human Society. They really need the money to feed all those pets." I said getting in the car.
Tamera and I were the same age though she was my step-sister I felt connected to her as if she were my real sister. My mom had married her dad when I was about five and ever since then, Tamera and I were inseparable. Both of us recently got our licenses a month after our sixteenth birthday. Now as sophomores we both had been helping out at the Humane Society of Yuma after school on Fridays. Tamera did it because she felt sorry for the animals. I did because it was practice for me, when I hopefully become a vet one day. It's what I've wanted since I was a little kid. Ever since my mom took me to the San Diego Zoo I have been infatuated with animals.
Lost in my thoughts of animals, Tamera spoke up. "Um, do you think you could drop me off at Lauren's house?"
"Um sure, but I thought we were going to the shelter to volunteer." I said reminding her we do every single Friday.
"I know and I enjoy doing it, it's just there's this party tonight," She trailed off knowing I'd get what she meant.
"Okay, its fine. I'll drop you off. Are you going stay the night at Lauren's?" I asked wondering if I'd have to pick her up later.
"Yeah, just tell mom I'll be home tomorrow morning." Tamera assured.
We made it to Lauren's and I pulled up to the curb of the house. "See you tomorrow, Tammy."
"Bye Lizzie!"
That was the last time I saw her. I didn't know it just then but I drove home. I was getting my back pack out of the car when two pairs of strong arms pulled me back. One hand covered my mouth, muffling my screams. All I last saw was the door of my house. It was wooden of course and brown. I kept the memory in the back of my head as the arms pulled me to a car. The arms shoved me into the car. I was terrified at what was happening to me. I didn't know who was taking me or what they wanted. I let out a shatter breath. More than anything I wanted out of this car. Then I saw them. The people who took me were two guys and both tan. Their hair was cropped short and both acted businesslike. It was as if they were use to what they do.
I didn't speak and nor did they. The eerie silence made me want to go berserk. Finally I spoke up. "Who are you?"
One of the guys snorted but answered. "That's not your concern."
The hell it was, but I didn't say anything. I just wanted to go home. Why was this happening to me? I didn't know, and that scared me. I hoped Tammy was safe and they didn't follow me from school. Suddenly visions from all the movies I had seen before about situations like this crept into my mind. Kidnappers normally did awful things to the people they held captive. I silently prayed they wouldn't hurt me. They drove for what seemed hours and hours, until the car finally came to a stop.
"Don't try anything," The guy who had spoken before said to me. His associate helped pulled me out of the car. Both her arms were gripped by both their hands as they moved me to a different vehicle. Before I entered the car, a needle was inserted into my arm. I tried to scream hoping someone would hear me.
"Shush, it's just to help you sleep. We're not going to harm in anyway, promise." The guy told me and helped me into the car. He was right, it did help me sleep and they didn't hurt me at all. That didn't mean I would let my guard down that easily, however I was too damn tired to stay awake.
There were dogs all around Tamera and me. All of them happy and playing together until a howl erupted from a bush. The dogs whimpered and backed as far away as they could from the bus. Tamera suddenly disappeared and so did the dogs. I was alone. The howl became louder, and followed with a few growls. A large russet colored wolf emerged from the bus only to take a glance at her and walk away.
I gasped waking up from my dream. I was in a room. It appeared to be a hotel room, since there obviously were two double beds. The one see laid in and the one next to it. No one was in the hotel room, so I figured the guys who took me were gone. I got up and put my shoes on. I went straight for the door and opened it. Freedom, the guys no longer had control over me. This was my chance to escape. I dashed to the elevator and stabbed the down button with my thumb. I hopped up and down, eager to get out of here when a strong arm pulled me back.
"I don't think so, kiddo." It was the guy who had assured me that they would not harm me. He pulled me back into the hotel room and shut the door behind him. "You're not going anywhere. I told you no funny business."
His arm was still wrapped around mine. "I know, sorry." I muttered.
"Look, I'm nice compared to Henry. So if I were you, I'd play nice." He cautioned releasing his grip on me.
I nodded and went to sit back on the bed.
"You can use the bathroom if you want, it was a long ride." The guy said.
I got up and went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I went to the mirror. I looked like a ghost. Pale and disoriented from all that has currently happened. I wanted to cry, to yell and scream but I couldn't bring myself to do so. I still didn't know why these men took me. I thought about my mother and how worried she must be. Even Dad and Tamera must be freaking out, looking all over for me. I had no clue where I was and no phone to call for help. Plus this guy made it clear he was the nice one and not to mess with Henry. Damn it, I wish I went straight to the animal shelter instead of home. Maybe they had been waiting for me at home instead of the animal shelter. Hell I bet they were following me.
As angry as I was I didn't want to shove blame to anyone but myself. Heck it wasn't my fault they took me, was it? Was I too stupid to realize that someone was following me? Perhaps I was distracted by wanting to know why Tamera wanted to change our plans. I didn't like change but when it hit me I usually just sucked up and dealt with it. I needed to pee, really badly. I had been holding it for awhile, so I locked the bathroom door and peed. My skin crawled at the chilly bathroom I was in. It seemed my kidnapers enjoyed the freezing temperature. Goose bumps rose on my arms and legs. I could feel it through my own clothing.
My feet felt numb as I washed my hands. I stared back into the mirror again at my ghostly appearance. Not wanting to go back out there, I stood staring blank into the mirror.