I have been following Dan for a month exactly before I started to put my plan in action. I remember his day and night schedule perfectly. Every little detail about where he goes is drilled into my brain. He never seems to make me bored. I'm proud of him going to one of the high-priced and well educated schools. His Mum and Dad must want him to go to Uni after he graduates from his secondary school, but I have other plans for him. I'm guessing he is either 17 or 18 years old, he looks between those ages. While Dan goes home after dark I drive back to my house, soon to be our house, to prepare for his arrival.
My house is located 55 minutes away from Dan's house. My house is embedded in the forest, secluded from people because not many people live in the forest. My closest neighbor is 10 minutes away from me. Ever since my Mum and Dad passed away, four months ago, I was given the house and £500,000 from their will. I haven't really done much will the money since I also had £100,000 already saved up before Mum and Dad passed away, but ever since I saw Dan I knew what to do with it.
I had to much money and I didn't know what to do with it, but I now knew that Dan and I would live happily together with the money. The house doesn't need to be paid off since my parents already paid off the house.
The forest house is what you would call massive. Enormous. As soon as you walk threw the door you can see a chandelier hanging above you head. To the left is the living room which has an antique fireplace embedded in the wall with two small maroon colored couches, two dark brown tables located at the couches right side, and antique lamps sitting on top of the wooden tables. The room is painted a beige type of color. The room also has a large window seen at the front of the house and is often closed by the maroon color curtains stoping most of the sunlight from coming into the house.
To the right of you is another living room, but with a musical twist. The walls are painted the same beige as the other room and has the same sized window covered by maroon curtains blocking the sunlight. A grand piano is in the centre of the room surrounded by musical type pictures like famous artists or quotes from inspirational musically talented people. My parents loved to play the piano and this was both of their favorite room in the house.
In front of you as you walk through the front door is a set of wooden stairs leading you upstairs into the master bedroom, four guest bedrooms, and three bathrooms all neatly decorated. In one of the guest bedrooms is where I put all my painting stuff like paper, paints, easel, pencils, different colored pens, and paint brushes. A clear tarp covers the entire room floor so the floor will not get ruined by my art stuff.
If you walk pass the stairs there is a large kitchen updated to its max in appliances to the left. The kitchen can be seen in the normal living room since there is a small hallway connecting them together. The dining room is seen to the right past the stairs. The darken brown dining table is in the middle of the dining room. Pictures of my family is hanged on the dining room walls with a rectangle mirror hanged long ways on a wall. The dining room table can fit four people on each side and one person on each end.
The garage is located on the left side of the house, a door in the kitchen leads you into the garage. The garage is mainly empty except the washer and dryer in the corner. While designing the house my Mum and Dad decided to put the laundry room in the garage for more space in the actually house. The downstairs loo is behind where the stairs end going up.
I wanted Dan to have a room to call his own so I choose the room closest to the master bedroom upstairs, my room. Dan's room is the furthest away from the front of the house. His bed has a black, white, and grey checkered duvet and next to the bed is a black night stand. A black, empty wardrobe is across from his bed and to take up some of the empty room space a black desk is push up against the wall. There is two smaller windows in Dan's room, one can see the side of the house and the other can see the backyard. I placed dark grey curtains on each window.
It's a perfect room for him to relax in when he first arrives here and I know that eventually he will start to sleep in my room with me. This makes me smile every time I think about him being here. Just in case Dan wants to throw a fit I will have to chain him to his bed. Just in case.
But now it's time. Time for him to come home with me. It's a Friday and Dan has just left one of his friend's house to go home. He is wearing a checkered backpack that seems to not have much in it. I park my car and step out with anticipation. Dan is walking down the pavement in the dark with only the help of the dim street light to guide him to his house. Each house he passes all the lights are turned off and the neighbourhood seems to be sleeping at the same time. I casually walk towards him from behind. My steps are silent and I'm clothed in black to be less noticeable. In my right hand is the special cloth. I poured some chloroform I stole on the cloth and I'm ready to take my special prize home.
As swiftly as I could I quickened my pace and placed my left arm over his entire body and pulled him closer to me. With my right hand I placed the cloth over his face. I felt his backpack digging into me, but the adrenaline made me forget the backpack was even there. The pain of the backpack poking my chest submerged and I snapped back into reality. Dan started to kick and fling his arms around to try and get away from me, but he failed. He was like a wild animal getting trapped inside of a cage. His brown fringe started to fall in front of his face as he moved rapidly.
As Dan shook his head quickly some of his fringe brushed up on my hand. His hair was softer than I imagined. It felt like a piece of silk clothing, I loves it. He started to scream a little so I place my left hand over his mouth. Leaving his arms free of my grip.
For a second he put his hands on my left arm to pull away from me, but he started to lose his grip. I could feel his body slowly getting weaker. His breathing slowed down and his body was starting to relax.
Both of Dan's arms fell to his sides and he stopped resisting me. His body lost all motion and became dead weight. I removed my right hand from his face so he could breath and laid him on the pavement for a second to make sure no one was watching. I looked behind me and saw darkness. None of the house lights turned on, so I must be safe. No one was coming for Dan.
I then picked up passed out Dan bridal style and placed his backpack over my shoulder. He looked peaceful as he laid in my arms passed out. I carried him to the back seat of my car and tied up his hands with real hand cuffs. With the rope on the car floor I tied his feet together.
I placed a blue, medium sized blanket over Dan hiding the handcuffed hands and the tied up feet. He looked so beautiful and precious. So sweet and innocent.
I opened up his bag and found some notebooks, pens, pencils, and an iPhone. I knew iPhones could be tracked so I slammed his phone on the ground. Sorry Dan, I hope you don't get to mad. Zipping up his bag I opened the trunk of the car and put the chloroformed cloth along with Dan's checkered backpack inside the trunk. Dan seemed to like checkered things. Good thing I got him a checkered duvet. I shut the trunk door closed and walked to the driver's side of the car.
I sat in the driver's seat for a second to take in all that has just happened. I finally had the love of my life. I thought of the future and saw a bright future for us.
Everything went accordingly to plan.
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My head hurts as I painfully opened my eyes. This bed feels weird. Like it hasn't been slept in at all. Then the memories of last night flooded into my mind. I sat up quickly, ignoring the pain, and I realized was in an unfamiliar room. My heart started pumping faster and faster as I was scared. The sun was barely out so it had to be early in the morning. The light of the sun hurt my eyes. I saw a piercing white light before my eyes adjusted to the light in the room. Where am I?
Did I just get kidnapped?
I panicked. My chest started to rise and fall as my breathing quickened. My head started to pound even louder than before. I rolled out of the bed and ran to the bedroom door, but I suddenly fell face forward towards the ground. My arms caught me from smashing into the floor. I tried to move forward crawling, but something around my right ankle kept me from moving. I looked down to my foot to see an ankle clasp around my ankle and a chain connecting the ankle clasp to the bed.
It was like my foot was handcuffed to a chain that was tied around the bed. I couldn't reach the door because the chain resisted me from touching the door. I crawled to where the chain was tied around the bed and tried to undo the chain from around the bed, but it was no use. That chain was not coming off of the bed. I tried pull the ankle clasp off, but it wasn't budging.
Now I was even more scared. Who took me? Why did they take me? What where they going to do to me? Where am I? Was I going to die? All those questions surrounded my brain. I was making myself even more scared. I tried to get my breathing under controlled and pushed the scary thoughts out of my head. My body lifted its self off of the floor and I walked around in circles for awhile thinking.
I took in the room and noticed this isn't your average kidnapped room. It actually looked like a room for someone. I slowly walked towards the black wardrobe and opened it to see nothing inside it. That weird, but everything about today is normal. There was the bed and desk in the room, but that was it. Then I noticed my checkered backpack leaning against the desk. MY PHONE!
I ran over to the desk while the chain rattled from my movements and picked up my backpack. I pulled out everything in the bag not caring how much noise I made. Notebooks and pens were scattered along the floor, but no sign off my phone. Who ever took me isn't dumb. They were smart enough to take my phone away from me. I tossed the empty backpack towards the desk and walked to the window by the bed. I could barely reach it, but I managed to open the dark grey curtains for sunlight to pour into the room. All I saw as I looked out the window was the side of the house I was in.
I noticed all of the trees surrounding the house. I must be in some forest. Great. How am I going to escaped now? I couldn't think of a plan to bust out of this house. I just had to wait for my kidnapper or kidnappers to come see me. There was not weapon to protect myself from them, so I climbed into the bed and pulled the duvet over my body. Might as well die in comfort of this some what soft bed. I didn't want to give up, but I didn't know what to do.
I tightly held on to the duvet, making my hands sweat. I had nervous and afraid emotions bubbling up inside me. I buried my head into the duvet and started to cry a little. My emotions were getting the best of me. Small tears rolled down my cheeks as I sat in the bed. I had so much to say to my family and friends if I was going to die.
I wanted to have my life mean something, but how am I suppose to do that if I'm trapped here. Although I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life, I know I didn't want to spend it here. It felt like the room was closing in on me. Like it was getting smaller and smaller. It felt like I was on some kind of acid trip.
My brain was playing mind games on me. It was if I woke up from a nightmare at night and "saw" some monster in my room. But it was actually a shadow of a big chair. My head started to ache and I felt light headed.
I just sat there in silence to calm myself down. Sitting there seemed like a life time, but then I hear the door knob turning. I shot my head up and saw the door opening slowly. My heart beats faster and faster as my breathing quicken. I pulled the duvet to my face and waited for someone to walk threw the door. Was it the kidnapper ready to kill me? My mind was racing with negative thought.
It was only one person.
One guy.
His face was calm and friendly looking, but I remembered he is the one that probably kidnapped me. I ball up my right hand into a fist to show I'm not going down without a fight. He notices my fist and smirks a little. What is he planning to do?
He pushes back his jet black fringe and looks at me with the bluest eyes I have ever seen. His blue eyes pop out even more due to his pale skin. His hair is dark black seems to be a bit similar to mine except his is a bit longer in length. This guy's lips are a light shade of pink and he is wearing a light blue t-shirt that matches his eye color. His jeans are black and he has on black Vans. He seemed to be in his early to mid twenties.
"W-who are you?!" I blurted out as I gripped the duvet even tighter.
He looked down at his feet and stood there for a few seconds before speaking up.
"My name is Phil," he said with a friendly smile, but I dismissed his friendly smile and continued to think he was my enemy.
He said it so calm like. Like what he is doing to me is perfectly normal.
"Why did you take me?" I questioned him, I was more angry then scared at the moment.
He bit his lip slightly and leaned his head to one side like he was confused.
Like I was the crazy one here.
"Dan... Don't you get it. We are going to be a happy family now. We are going to be so happy together," he said with joy in his voice, his face was practically shining with happiness.
I looked at him in awe. How crazy is this guy? We are not family. He wants us to be together and happy? This is crazy. Who does this guy think he is? I couldn't say anything more to him since I was to afraid of what my future was going to be. Would I ever escape or will I stay in this room for an eternity? I was stunned at what just happened.
"It's 8 o'clock Dan, do you want breakfast?" He asked in a normal tone.
I didn't reply. I felt to sick to eat. I was more disgusted with this Phil guy than wanting to eat. My stomach turned and I wanted to throw up. I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. I felt this slight pinch. This was really happening, this wasn't a dream.
I looked on the opposite side of the room. My eyes couldn't stand looking at Phil. I heard him shuffling a bit before I noticed he left the room. I felt relief with his presence gone.
I had to escape this hell. He thought that after kidnapping me that I would love and cherish him forever. He is crazier than I thought. I need to find a way out.
This son of a bitch will not have me.
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Hello all my lovely people reading this, what do you think of this story so far. I'm trying to make every chapter at least 3,000 words or more so I hope all y'all have fun reading this fic. I'm trying to make this fic take place in the Uk. Sorry if I'm a bit off on the British slang since I am an American. I'm trying my best, even researching a few words. :P
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