I sat, staring at the yellow wall. It took hours to build up the courage to open the door, but when I finally did all I could do was sink into a chair and stare, just stare at the bright yellow wall. I remember Demi spending hours with the window open painting, trying to make sure I didn't see the surprise room. And when she showed it to me I swore to myself that I would do something at least equally spectacular for her, only now I realize I might never get the chance. I never should have let her go out alone. If I was a better person I shouldn't have given her the choice to go out alone. I should have put the line down, I should have said no I'm going with you. At least then we could be together. I slowly dozed off in the white chair, when I awoke it was morning. Actually I awoke to the sound of knocking on my door. I rose from the chair and exited the yellow room. As I looked out the peephole I only saw a dark van driving away far in the distance. I opened the door and saw a small cardboard box. No postage stamp, no "To: Sterling Knight" just a cardboard box. I took the box inside to the living room. I carefully opened the flap. Inside was a DVD raped in newspapers. I plugged in the DVD and watched wide eyed as Demi came on the screen. She was tied up in a maroon colored wooden chair. A combination of what looked like dirt and blood all over her face. She looked weak… I hate seeing her this way. I was just about to try to jump into the TV screen to help her when she began to weakly speak.
"Sterling. I hope you can see this. Obviously I am being watched and cannot tell you my whereabouts, but I am to tell you that if you go alone to *gulp* our park, and drop off," She blinked away a tear, "500,000 dollar my kidnappers might let me go. Oh at 9:00 at night- tonight."
Then the screen turned black. Can I go? She said they said maybe.. what if this was just to kidnap me? Well at least me and Demi would be together right? But what if they decided to kill her- right in front of me….. I would never be able to move on. Can I even ever move on if I lose Demi? No. I must go- alone. But, but, I will notify the police.
"911 how may I help you?"
"Hi, sorry to call the main line but I lost the number. This is Sterling Knight may I please speak with Captain Farvell. Head of missing persons and lead to the Missing Demi search group?"
"Yes, could you please hold?"
"Of course."
"Captain Farvell what do you want?"
I explained everything. The video, the van, and the conditions.
"Did you memorize the license plate?"
I'd never even thought of that! Now I feel like an utter fool. A tear drizzles down my check.
~Flashback~
"Sorry Demi, we are all out of tomatoes, I feel like an idiot. I should of checked before I promised you pasta."
"Sterling!," a grin spread across her face," that's utterly ridiculous! That's okay Sterling. I'm fine with just heating up a pot pie or some pizza rolls."
"Thanks."
"Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow."
There was no tomorrow I whisper to myself.
"What?" Captain Farvell stated over the phone. I look up,
"Oh, nothing."
"So you're ready?"
"Yes."
