Chapter I
the beginning
It was another ordinary Monday morning. My alarm clock woke me up at precisely 4:30. I yawned and hit the off button. I sat up and stretched my arms. "Mmm... Another day of school." I said getting out of my bed. I turned on the warm water in my picking out my clothes I stepped in. The water woke me up a bit. After cleaqning up, I went and dressed in my school uniform. A white collar shirt with a black skirt. I put on a black coat and tied a black bowtie in the collar. I went into the room of my older brother Chris.
He was face down in his pillow asleep. "Chris." I said, nudging him a bit. "Nn... Leave me alone." He grumbled. Even half asleep, his voice had a calm and sultry purr to it. I was not going to let him sleep in again. I pushed him. "Rrrr! Wake up!" Still, he refused. I gave up. "I'm going to school, Chris. Aren't you at least going to say goodbye."
To this he sat up. "Mm... Sorry, sweetheart." I just had a late night with-"
"a lady friend?" I inturrupted, picking up what seemed to be the discarded panties of his visitor from the previous night.
He gave a tired grin. "What can I say? Women are crazy for gentlemen like myself. If they want a good time, it would be rude of me not to give them one. You'd be bringing just as much men home if you'd stop being a shut in."
I gave a sigh. "Bye, Chris." I gave him a kiss on his forhead and went into the garage to pull out my bicycle.
"Who is he kidding?!" I thought to myself whilst pedaling my way to school. You'd have to be pretty fucking desperate to chase after a girl like me."
I finally got to school and the bell rang. I went to my first period math class. Which was a Triganometry class. An advanced class for a junior. After that was my ROTC class. I was an l.e III. I'm not sure why I took the class in the first plcae. I guess P.E wasn't as entertaining. Then was English class. My favorite class. All I had to do was sit there and read my book. Which was entitled "Memnoch the Devil" By Anne Rice. Who is my favorite author. The day was normal. Then at the end came lunch.
I got my tray and sat down at my usual table. Next to a little Shiba-Inu dog boy who's around 12ish. My friend Spike.
"Hey Taylor." He said with his cute boyish grin. "How are you doing today?"
I simply answered with a sigh.
"What's wrong?" He asked in concern.
"Nothing." I answered, stabbing my burger with a plastic fork.
"Well, it sounds like something. You seem depressed. Er... Well, more depressed than usual."
I put somethought in before answering. "Well, Spike. Have you ever felt like something was missing in your life?"
"Well, I did lose my favorite DS game... But then it turned out between the couch cushion."
I laughed. "You adorable thing you... No, I meant that my life feels kind of empty. But I guess we all feel that way."
He gave me my favorite smile. "Mabye you need a boyfriend."
I huffed. "It'd be nice but I can't think of anyone for that position."
"Well, I'm sure something will come up." He said as he finished his lunch. "See you later, Taylor."
After lunch I had to go to work. I worked in a Wicka store. There, they're supposed to sell salts, powders, spells, and other items for practicing magic. But they sold many tacky knick knacks and trinkets. And the palm reading was a joke. But, it paid well, and I didn't have to do much of anything for it. So, it worked out quite well. It was my job to sweep the floor and organize the books. But that wouldn't be my only job.
"You, girl." My boss began. A short and stout rat. "I gotta leave early, so you're staying after to close up the shop, got it?"
"Yes sir." I replied.
After about 10:00, the shop had closed. I used the key that my boss gave me to lock the front door and exit out the back into the alley way. It was October, so, it was cold with a skirt on. The chill didn't bother me though, I actually like the cold weather. i locked the back door behind me and turned around. I came nose to chest with a large black wolf with menacing yellow eyes and a cheshire grin.
"Hello." He said in a deep purr of a voice.
I could do nothing but keep silent. "..."
"Aw. A shy girl. That's how I usually like 'em. Now tell me..." He slowly wrapped an arm around my waist and rubbed my chin with the ball of his thumb. "What's a little thing like you doing in this part of town alone?"
I gave a small whimper and tried pulling away, but his grip became tighter.
"Naughty, trying to slip away. I havn't even done anything..." He gave a smirk. "Yet."
I then began to struggle. I opened my mouth to scream, but he cupped his hand over my mouth.
"Listen you. You're going to come with me, nice and easy. No struggling, and no squealing. And no harm will come to you." He then pulled a poket knife from his coat. "Got it?"
I madew no sound or movement, but I could feel hot tears running down my face.
"to make sure you stay behaved..." He took a hankerchief and tied it around my outh to gag me, and a pair of handcuffs bound my wrists behind my back. "Now c'mon." He yanked me by the hair on my head into the back seat of a black Honda.
Never have I felt so scared. What was he going to do?! Why did he take me?! Will I live when this is all over?! I could not fight it, I could only pray. I don't know if there is a God. But if so, which one?! Would he or she listen?! Am I worth listening to?! A million questions ran through my head and the only thing there was to do wassilently cry, for my fate was in the hands of whoever cared enough to hold it.
