A/N: Hey, I know it has been a loooooong time since I have updated this story but I just recently had the motivation to finish it, so it is finished. No more waiting. Thank you.
Beware:The Close Call
I woke to the sun streaming into the small entrance of our cave. I saw Amy curled into her thin blanket by the fire. I quickly but quietly gather our belongings. After I finish I get a little bit of food for breakfast. I put it on a small plate and set it over the fire.
As soon as it is done, I walk over to where Amy lies asleep and gently shake her shoulder. She sits up and stretches her arms. She looks at me with a weary expression, still trying to shake the tired feeling of sleep. "Is it… time to… leave yet?" She says between yawns. "Breakfast first. Then we will leave." I reply, handing her a small plate of food. We eat quickly and make sure we have everything before starting towards the entrance of the cave.
We exit our temporary living quarters and into the busy streets. "Miranda…" I hear Amy whimper softly. I turn around and see a piece of paper in her hand. She shakily hands it to me. I see two pictures of young girls, me and Amy, with a giant word on the bottom that all of a sudden made everything become clear…
MISSING
I quickly and frantically look around for somewhere to hide. I spot an abandoned building and drag Amy towards it. When we reach the entrance a huge,bulking, man with a treacherous face steps in front of us, blocking the entrance. Not the same man as before, this man was much larger,much more threatening. "You'll be coming with me, young ladies." The man states in a low, deep, growling voice that seems to drone on for eternity. He grabs our arms, his whole hand wrapping around my bicep. He forces us into the back seat, his eyes tell me not to scream, or he will do something truly awful. I feel something hard hit my skull and then darkness.
I wake up in an extremely dark room. I hear whimpering beside me and immediately recognize the small voice as Amy's. I feel around and try to take in as much as possible, which is extremely limited. I feel soft skin under my fingertips and try to pull her close to me. Ultimately I give up trying due to the rough binds around my wrists that I didn't notice until a moment before. I reach up and feel something cold and metal above my head. Probably about two feet above my head. I grasp onto it tightly and carefully tug on it. When I see that it can steadily hold my weight I pull myself up and carefully and try to balance on my feet. Keyword: try. My arms feel extremely weak. Once I'm steadily up on my feet, I look around and realize there is cloth covering my eyes and in my mouth. I lean against the metal bar and reach my hands up to uncover my eyes. Once I manage to get the cloth around my neck, I pull the cloth out of my mouth and open my eyes.
The room is still dark but I can see some things. Amy being one of them. My voice comes out dry and hoarse, "Amy…" She stirs and sits up. She tries to talk but her once soft and soothing, now dry and hoarse, like my own, is muffled by what I'm assuming is a gag. I try to walk to her but with my first step my legs give out. I end up on the floor again. I scoot over to Amy and hold her in my lap. As soon as I'm about to get to work in her gag and blindfold, I hear footsteps coming from the room above us. I pull her blindfold back and and re-gag her. I do the same to me and quickly scoot over to where I woke up and lay down. I hear the footsteps getting closer and closer, each passing second feeling like hours. When the footsteps finally come to a halt, they stop in front of me.
From what I can tell, our kidnapper is a man. He nudges me with the tip of his hard, leather boot. I try to keep as still as possible, to no avail. My slight flinch is certainly noticed by the towering man. I hear him scoff, and he grabs me where my shoulder and back connect. As he lifts me up he sends a searing pain through my body. Starting at my shoulder blade, ending at my lower back. He stands me on my feet, and looks straight at me. But when I look back, there are no eyes staring back at me. Only pitch black darkness. He unties the rope from around my hands and ankles. Walking over he does the same for Amy. He gives us a drink of water each, which we gratefully take, and throws us out of a door, he leans in close and whispers in my ear, "Run, before he realizes you gone." I take his advice and run with Amy following on my heels. Soon, after running through dense woods, we reach the edge of the forest. We look out at tall buildings and many, many people.
We were definitely not in South Carolina. Maybe Washington D.C.? Or New York? Neither of those were very far away, and after all, we didn't know how long it had been. I grab Amy's arm and start walking toward a newspaper stand on the other side of the street. Somebody had left it open so, with it being raining, all the newspapers were unreadable. That was a lot of help. I thought to myself. I look around only to be greeted by unfamiliar sightings all around, almost closing in on me. I look over at Amy and she looks back, terror quickly spreading across her face. I feel a horrible, sharp pain spreading throughout my entire body. And then I can see nothing but black.
I wake up to a ton of pressure on my chest, making it hard to breathe. She opens her eyes and there was a very large man. She let out a little squeak when the weight got more intense. "Well, well, well. Look who's finally awake." The man said in his deep voice with a wicked sneer. He rose to his feet, taking the weight off of his chest. He grabbed her and sat her up against the the wall. She had sat like that terrified for what felt like hours but she was sure that it had only been a couple of minutes, if that.
Was dressed in only a very large t-shirt that appeared to be white, or at least it used to be. I whisper into the room, "Amy? Amy are you there?" I don't hear a response. I silently pray that she is okay. If anything happened to her because of me, I don't know what I would do.
I hear the grunts of the man from before. He seemed to be hauling an exceptionally heavy object. I see his silhouette from the doorway across the room. He drops whatever, or whoever, he was carrying not to far away from me. The figure seemed to be unconscious, or… no stop thinking like that. You need to be optimistic, not imagining the worst out of everything you see, or at least think you see. Who know, you could be in bed at Grandma and Grandpa's house. This could all be a dream. Or you could have gotten in a really bad accident and are hallucinating all of this. Okay, enough with the silly fantasies. This is reality. This is what you have you just have to make it work. I turn to look at the figure the man brought in earlier. They are starting to stir. "Miranda?" My head snaps up. "Amy? Amy are you okay?" She struggles to sit up. When she finally gets into a more comfortable position, at least as comfortable as one can get while being held in a freezing cold… whatever this place is. "Yeah, i'm okay" Our reunion is interrupted by a loud banging on the door. The door falls to the floor, emitting a cloud of dust, and the room is suddenly filled with shouts and streams of lights. I curl up to avoid the harsh light. I lift my head when the harsh beams of lights are replaced with a soft blanket of dim lights cover the room.
A police officer comes over to me, and another goes to Amy. They ask us what happened, who we were, if we were okay, and that's all I remember before I am enveloped in a blanket of darkness once more. When I finally wake up I am greeted by extremely bright lights and an extremely white room. I hear the soft beep beep beep of what appears to be a heart rate monitor. A woman in a white lab coat, geez why is everything here white. She looks at me and flashes a sweet but apologetic and pitiful smile. Behind her follow in my grandparents. They immediately rush over and give me a bone crushing hug. Not a second later, Amy is wheeled into the room. She looks extremely pale and has a cast around her wrist and her arm in a sling. I scoot over and she is seated on the bed next to me. Together, we both fall into a deep sleep. Finally safe.