The Kidnapping of Sue Yee
*I'm using this story to try out a different writing style: first-person. The P.O.V.s will change every chapter from Sue, to Sid, to Tobey.
Summary:
Kong Li has a new partner, and he's going to give Sue, Sid, and Tobey a run for their money. But he has a trick up his sleeve, and this will affect the kids forever. He kidnaps Sue, drugs her, molesters her, and even torturing her severely. The experience leads her not to trust males anymore, even Sid and Tobey. Will Sue ever trust others again?
Chapter 1:
"Kong Li, I have arrived." a raspy voice said from under a black sweatshirt. The hood was pulled over his face, and he seemed invisible in the darkness. He walked over slowly to the man with the cape, his red staff gently hitting a cauldron.
"Did you find out how to stop those rotten kids yet Spencer?" he asked, not looking up from the pot.
Spencer laughed. "Yes, the girl. She will be perfect prey. She is the key to my plot. Soon, we shall have the cookbook."
~Three Delivery~
*Sue's P.O.V.*
"Tobey!" I screamed from the kitchen, holding my soggy and burnt red dress angrily. As he walked in from the garden, I glared at him, furious. When he saw me holding my dress, and me glaring at him, he flashed me a stupid looking grin of embarrassment.
"I didn't do it!" he cried suddenly, his arms flailing like a spaz.
"You so burnt my fancy new red dress, and stuffed it in the toilet!" I growled at him. "Do you know how much money I spent on this dress?!"
"Umm . . . $50?"
"Not even close! $500!"
"What!? $500! Where did you get that kind of money?!"
"I saved my tip money, and the money from my red envelope from Chinese New Year. Took me a couple of months, but I got the money to buy the dress. And now you ruined it!"
"Sue! Your overreacting!"
I dropped the dress, and lunged at Tobey, but someone restrained me. Screaming in frustration, I thrashed and tried to break free from whoever was holding me back.
"Sue! Calm down!" I heard someone say to me. It was Sid. He let me go, and I glared at him. "I know your mad, but is this the way to handle it? Beating up Tobey? That's not right Mei Mei."
Grunting in annoyance, I yelled, "Just leave me alone!"
"Umm . . . Excuse me?" Tobey asked nervously.
"WHAT!?" I snapped angrily.
"This would be a good time to tell you I broke most of your bunny figurines, and I dropped your stereo down the stairs, and it doesn't work anymore . . ." Tobey smiled sheepishly at me, only causing me to get angrier at him.
"AHHH! I'm tired of you two never respecting my things!" I screamed and grabbed my helmet and my red biking shirt. Storming out of the restaurant, I cursed and starting thinking how I would get Tobey back.
"Sue! Where are you going?!" Sid cried.
"Anywhere but HERE!" I yelled, then slammed the door shut behind me. Growling with rage, I jumped onto my bike and rode away. I didn't exactly know where I was going, but I didn't care. Anywhere was better than Wu's Garden.
It was around 9:00 at night, and the city was dark. Only the dim street lights were on. Moths fluttered around the lights, very attracted to the bright lights. Most of the residents were home, preparing to go to sleep for the night. But not me. I was too angry at Tobey to be even thinking about sleep.
While riding, I stared at the ground, lost in thought. I wanted to get Tobey back for breaking and ruining my stuff. Maybe dying his white forelock green? Burning his Robo-Cat comics and breaking his Dragon Robot 7 games? Cleaning his room? Scratching his bike? Anything that would get him spazzing out with anger would work, and drive him insane.
I smiled, happy that when I would get home, Tobey's torture would begin. That brought joy to me, but suddenly, I felt the hairs on my arms and the back of my neck stick up on end as I turned on Cornelius Street. I had this strange feeling someone was watching and following me. Slowly, I stopped, and turned around.
"Hello? Sid, Tobey, Nana? Tobey, if this is you, I'm gonna . . ." I stopped, just as I felt someone's warm breathing down my neck. Quickly, I spun around with my foot leading, but there was no one there. I became nervous, and a little scared.
"Tobey . . . You win, but please stop, your scaring me . . ." I said cautiously, then got off my bike and into my defense stance. My eyes darted wildly, trying to see in the dim city lights who was freaking me out.
All of a sudden, someone grabbed my arm, and I felt to prick of a needle go through my thick red shirt and to my skin. I screamed when the needle was pulled out, and I palmed whoever was near me. A man with a black sweatshirt fell into the mud, but he recovered quickly, and he body slammed me before I could react. I fell face down in the mud, and remembered what I had been taught years ago for what to do when someone grabs you. It was cheezy, but I started screaming, "Bloody murder, bloody murder! Someone is kidnapping me! HELP!"
"Shut up you brat!" he snapped, and covered my mouth with his filthy hand. I squealed, and bit his hand. Something warm and salty entered my mouth. I always hate the taste of blood in my mouth, especially someone else's. The man growled and smacked me across the face. I whined with the pain. I felt him pick my front pocket, and drop my phone near us.
Before I knew it, my body felt so heavy, and I couldn't move. My eyelids felt so heavy, and unconsciousness was taking over. My eyes closed, and everything after that was dark.
To Be Continued . . .
