Chapter 1
-Eli-
I climbed in my van on September 27,2014. The 2013 Honda Odyssey EX was black with light blue head lights. I had tents surrounding the car, ever window was tinted, but that's how I liked it. I can see you, but you can't see me. I have dice hanging from my rare view mirror, on one side of the dice I had a picture of my mom & me on my 16th birthday party, right before we got the call that my dad died in a car accident while on his way to the party. May I add, that event scarred me for life. Mentally. That day I lost my dad physically & my mom mentally & emotionally. After my dad died my mom start heavily drinking, again. She quit her job when she showed up drunk. She was barley home, even now she doesn't come home & it's been 4 years since we lost my dad. Meanwhile when she is home she has a new boyfriend everyone month. Their shitty one's at that.
During my childhood I had a bit of a trauma. This is embarrassing coming from a guy, however when I was 10, I was touched by one of my mom's ex fiance. Right before my dad came back into the picture. 8 months & 5 days to be exact. I didn't tell anyone I got molested. I only had my mom to tell but she always ran after him when he accuses me of lying. She never believed me. When my dad came back to the picture my mom left her fiance. Soon they were both drinking. My dad started to abuse both of us. My mom & I will protect each other, during that time of our lives all we had was each other, even though my mom had issues I still felt the need to protect her back than.
We moved every few months because she continued to relapse on liquor & find a way to get us put out. Or my dad got caught selling drugs by the landlord & he threatened to put us out or he'll call the police. My mom's uncle took us in a couple times but now he has a family, no room for us I assume so we don't bother to ask. Also, he doesn't answer my mom's calls so I'm assuming again he's done with her. Who wouldn't be.
I tried to help my mom get back on her feet but she decides to live her life being a drunk all the time, without liquor, there's no fun to her. That's her outlet, her escape. I guess I pick up from my mom, sad as it is, I smoke weed everyday. I feel more numb with every hit I take.
I have to provide for myself, I'm 20 with no high school diploma because I dropped out. I was failing almost all my classes because I was mixed with the wrong people. Three people to be exacted. When I started to act more "strange" my lil crew left me & decided to start stabbing me in the back. Literally. It was because of the hearse I drove in. Once I start rolling in that & wearing darker clothes I was known as a "freak" "devil worshiper" "emo disgust". Around the time of the "bullying" my father had just passed so I wasn't really in the right state of mind so I just gave up on school. My mom didn't give a fuck at this point. I was making my own choices.
Without a high school diploma you can't even work at McDonald's. Since my mom doesn't care to go for another job interview I'm left to get the money to stay in the house. Although, I can't get the money for the house, I spoke to the landlord & he didn't wanna hear our "excuses", he's said he was going to put out a inviction notice. I'm basically homeless less than a month. But, I chose this life for me, I dropped out because of major depression & my home life made me mentally unstable. I still am mentally unstable. I'm fucked up in the head. I think I might even be capable of killing someone someday.
As I climbed into the van I dropped the keys, I quickly picked them up & shut the driver seat door. I started the car, leaned my seat back & put my van into gear. I'm looking for a girl. Not too young because I'm not a child molester, that I will never be. If I can go back in time & kill my mom's ex fiance, I will but I was too young & scared to even give a hint about the situation. Not too old because I need to make a lot of money. You're most likely to get more money with a girl who is younger than a middle aged women. I made a turn on Emery street & cruised slow looking for my target. I didn't see anyone worth taking. I see young girls who are in elementary school walking side by side.
"too young," I muttered to myself. Honestly the thought of me taking little girls sickens me, I don't wanna be filed as a rapist.
If I take a teenage girl there will be searches everywhere which means I gotta flee the city, but in return of the girl I ask for cash without hurting her. I may be sick in the head but I would never sexually force myself on a female.
I slowed my car down so I was doing 15. I come across 2 girls that was walking side by side with each other, one being slightly taller than the other. The shorter one had light brown curly hair that stopped just before the middle of her back. The tall girl had dark brown hair that was nicely done in a bun as her inch wide hoops swayed side to side. Both girls looked at least over 16 & was both gorgeous girls, but the question is which girl do I take for ransom?
If I'm not mistaken & if those girls are over 16 then me talking to them won't be a surprise since we're close in age. Without facial hair I look at least a year or 2 younger. I need to make a slow approach. Or maybe even getting one of them alone, following her then quickly take her.
Beep!
A car beeped behind me then quickly going around my van & speeding off due to my slow driving. I sped up a little bit just in time to see that the dark haired girl went inside of a house leaving the curly hair girl alone, walking. I look around my surroundings before giving myself a quick talk. If I really wanted to kidnap someone, scaring them for the rest of their life. Having them in fear of me.
It was done to me plenty of times. Someone else deserve my pain. I'm tired of feeling alone.
END OF CHAPTER ONE.
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