Lolita
The last thing I remembered was walking to my room quickly. But now, where was I? I couldn't see anything, my hands were tied behind my back and there was something preventing me from speaking. Not that I'd know what to say anyway, I would most likely have screamed. I could only assume I was being kidnapped. If I thought about it, it's not too weird. Mother must have various enemies throughout the region, perhaps this was an attempt to get her to negotiate for my life. Boy, will they be disappointed.
Alexander
She wasn't in her room, in any classroom, nor in the nurse's office. I'm sure she wouldn't have gone to meet anyone with her mood. So, where was she? I was in the library, my last hope. There were quite a lot of students in here studying on the tables, reading in the lounge and hanging out by the computers, yet I couldn't find her. I felt as if I was on a treadmill, a sense of direction but no advancement what so ever. Something tapped my shoulder. Lolita?
"Alexander?" This girl. She looked… Just like her…
"Wh-why do you look like her?" I replied stunned.
"You mean my sister? Lolita?"
"Sister?" I replied incredulous.
"Yeah, twin. I'm sorry, I know you don't know me at all, but I have to tell you something." She didn't look at me as she said this.
"Uh, what?" She looked so much like her. She's not my Lolita.
"I… I saw some guys earlier. Um, and Lolita… she was walking toward the dormitories but, they… they grabbed her. I would have helped her but I needed to tell someone who could actually help her." She said nervously.
They… took her? "Do you know who it was?" She shook her head. She seemed so worried about her sister. How close were they exactly? I had never even heard one thing about her.
"They did leave this though." She said handing me an envelope, addressed to me. Do kidnappers usually contact people through mail? I thanked her and headed to Claude's room.
As I got to his room as he was heading out. "Where are you going?"
"I have night classes that start in 15 minutes."
"I need your phone."
He handed it to me without any questions. I scrolled through his contacts a thousand times but I couldn't find Charlotte's number. "Where's Charlotte?"
"She had me memorize it instead. She said she didn't want any unwanted people having her number. Royalty." He said shrugging. He dialed her number for me.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Charlotte? It's Alexander."
"Yes this is Charlotte." She paused. "Oh, Phil. Yes, please hold for a moment. Mother, I have to take this." There was silence for a while. "Sorry Alex. What's up?"
"What was that about?"
"I was in the middle of dinner."
"Right, sorry. Say, on a scale of 1 to 10 how much do you value your sister?"
"What? What are you- Was she kidnapped again?"
"Well-"
"I knew it! I swear, that girl. Why is she so carefree? Could she be any more irresponsible?" She began ranting. While she went on I took the opportunity of reading the letter. Ironically, inside the envelope was another one addressed to Charlotte.
"Hey, they left you mail." I interrupted.
"You guys are just going to have to come here, I'm too busy to leave now."
"Okay I will be there soon." Claude took the phone and told her something inaudible before hanging up.
"We should sneak out now before the guards come out."
"You're coming?"
"Yeah, I want to see my future wife."
"Who's the girl now…" I mumbled.
"Alexander are you even listening to me?" She yelled.
"Yes, I'm sorry your room just frightens me." Everything In her room was either black or white. Her walls were black and black stripes, the carpet, curtains and bed were black and her furniture was white, but that wasn't the scary part. In a cabinet she had hundreds of jars with various types of arms, legs, eyes and other stuff id rather not try and figure out.
She smirks. "Do you want to rescue your princess or not, Mario?"
"Yeah, yeah. What am I doing boss?"
"Okay. Well, this guy has known Lolita since before she even was Lolita and-"
"She had a different name?"
"Yes, but I don't know what it was so stop interrupting me. Well he lives in the Helia islands a few hours from here, I can probably send you off in the helicopter. I'm pretty sure they wont start a war with you so all you have to do is get there and convince Loli to come home."
"How is it kidnapping if she has the choice to come home?" I asked.
"It's really not. The way I see it he just wanted to see her again. Our family has an alliance with them so they wouldn't dare do anything stupid."
"That's… not as bad as I thought. What was his name?"
"He's Prince Damien. I'm sure he's treating her very well though. Getting her home may be a bit more difficult then you think. Specially since she seemed pretty lifeless in her our past conversations ever since she was at school, I don't suppose you know anything about that?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Well, let's just say it's been complicated. Well I'm off."
"Okay I believe the helicopter should be ready. Oh and Lysander is waiting for you on the roof."
"What? He's coming to?" He's probably just going to glare at me the whole ride there.
"He does like her too you know. Plus, at this point he kind of has a better chance. Considering he's her fiancé and all."
"Don't remind me."
Claude pushed me out the door. "Well okay! Goodbye cousin say hi to everyone you meet for me!"
He closed the door immediately after I was outside. I just don't want to know what him and Charlotte are planning.
As Charlotte had said, Lysander was already waiting for me in the helicopter. We left as soon as everything was ready.
An hour into the flight I decided to break the silence between us. "So. You dislike me?"
He looked surprised to hear me talk. "why wouldn't i?"
"Why would you? What have I done to you?"
"You took Lolita away from me when we were younger. She stopped hanging out with me after she met you. Even when you weren't there anymore she still didn't talk to me." Hah…for someone who hated me he opened up quickly.
"Well… That wasn't really her fault with the whole memory thing and all…" I murmured. He stared at the window thoughtfully. "I'm sorry that I stole her from you. If I had known-"
"Yeah, whatever. I hate how innocent you are most of all." He muttered. Innocent? I had been called many things but that is not something that one hears very often. I was totally tough too… "Stop blushing, its creepy." We both burst out laughing. We got along pretty well. Well, this was our longest conversation.
"Maybe this trip isn't so bad. We could be good friends, Lysander." I half smiled.
"Don't get your hopes up pretty boy." He smiled. I took that as a yes.
The rest of the ride was pleasant, we shared stories and compared lives. At some point the helicopter slowed down and started to land.
"Helia's main island, boys." The pilot shouted over the noise.
When we got out we noticed we were surrounded by trees and other similar vegetation. The pilot handed us a small pistol and a sword each. "I will be returning as soon as I receive a call from you." He told us. We said our farewells and he left.
Lysander and I stared, dumbfounded, at the forest surrounding us. "You don't suppose he left us in the middle of nowhere on purpose do you?" I asked him.
"He would be one hell of a bastard if he had. Let's just hope the fauna in there doesn't kill us before we get to Lolita."
We began our journey and walked cautiously through the dense forest.
