Chapter 3: The drive

Rob's pov

I left the theatre in the middle of the show. I couldn't stand being away from Kristen any longer. Every minute I was forced sitting in my seat felt like a year. Kristen was all I could think about: Her beautiful face, which was framed by her wonderfully soft and long dark hair, her deep green eyes, with which she could look into my heart, her tiny hands, whose touch felt like fire to me. I missed everything. I should go home. As soon as possible. Being away from her is more than painful. My heart ached as I left the theatre: The wish to see my girl again was stronger than ever.

I sighed with relief as a black limousine drove past me only to stop next to me. The door opened but I couldn't see the driver as there was no light at all in the car. I bit my lip nervously but then decided to get into the car and take my seat. Only seconds later the sound of screeching tires echoed through the night as our car drove away quickly.

My driver sped through the night, but I didn't know the route. "Excuse me, where are you driving to? I am supposed to be brought back home!" The driver chuckled. The voice belonged to a woman. It sounded so familiar to me, just like Kristen's. It's not Kristen. She's at home, waiting for me to come back. Hmmm, can't wait to have her in my arms again. "May you answer my question?" Again, she giggled but didn't answer. I felt my patience slip as she continued laughing. "Madame, drive me back home. I'm tired and my girlfriend is waiting for me." Again, no response. "What the hell is wrong with you? Is this a joke? Then tell me the meaning, because I don't get it." My voice was shaking with anger, no longer able to hold it back. "I. Want. To. Go. Home. Right. Now. My girlfriend is waiting for me." I nearly growled.

"No, she's not. She's not even at home" She spoke to me with a low voice. I could tell that she tried to alter it. It sounded unnaturally low.

"How do you know that? Bring me back home and I'll forget about this accident"

"No, I won't bring you back home. Not until I'm done with you." Her voice had a seductive undertone. This is pathetic. I have a girlfriend whom I love more than my life. Kristen owns my heart, she owns all of me.

"What does that mean? Do you want to kidnap me? I'm going to call the police!" I began to panic as we left the down and drove along an unknown road.

She laughed: "You won't call the police. There'll be no need for it."

"No need? NO NEED?" My voice began to shake uncontrollably, a mixture between anger and panic "I'm being kidnapped by a psychopath and you say there's NO NEED?"

Her laughter filled the car; she began to shake with amusement. "Psychopath? You will pay for calling me a psychopath!"

"Let me the fuck out of this car"

"I will. We're almost there"

"Where? Where the hell are we going?"

"Hmmm, so cute. You really want to know? "

"I do. Don't play with me."

"Too bad for you. That is exactly my plan." I could tell that she tried to seduce me but I won't let that happen. I love Kristen. I'd never cheat on her. I looked out of the window. The darkness of the night was overwhelming. How ironic I thought The colours of the night match my mood perfectly. My eyes tightened as dark images flooded through my mind. What does she want?

"What do you want?"

"You"

"You want me? ME? But you won't get me."

"I already have you"

"What does that mean? How could you have me? I don't even know you!" Her laughter filled the car, louder than ever before. "You know me. Believe me. You do, Rob. You know exactly who I am.

"I DON'T" My screams filled the air around us. "WHO ARE YOU? A FAN? DO YOU WANT AN AUTOGRAPH? A PHOTO? TELL ME, WHAT DO YOU WANT?"

"Hahahaha, I don't want your autograph or a photo with you. I want YOU. Only you."

I decided that I had to change my strategy. She won't tell me who she were or what she wanted. I closed my eyes and my thoughts drifted to my beautiful Kristen, who, I was sure, was worried. I needed to call her. No, I can't call her. She would have a heart attack. I can't worry my baby so much. I need to get through this disaster without any help. I sighed. I wanted to be back home so badly. Holding my Kristen, kissing her, making love to her. All of that seemed too far away to reach at this point. Desperation flowed through my body; I didn't know what to do.

At first I was so deep in thoughts that the world seemed to disappear around me. But then I noticed that the car had stopped. I opened my eyes hesitantly, not able to see anything because of the darkness that surrounded me. The door next to me was opened and a tiny hand tried to drag me out of the car. I refused. "Don't refuse. It doesn't make any sense. Come on."

"I don't have a choice, do I?"

"No. Let's go!"

I stepped out of the car and walked into the darkness, not knowing what awaited me.