Chapter 12
It all came in a flash. His arms holding me tightly, his hand wrapped around my mouth making sure I couldn't scream for help. I tried to wrestle my self out but it was no use. They really don't tell you about this in Tie Bo, about what to do when someone more then twice your size and age tries to kidnap you.
He pushed me into his trunk. "No one can hear you from in there so don't even bother," He laughed cruelly, then slammed the door.
There was no way to yell back there. Even if I had wanted to I was to busy gasping for breath to even consider screaming for help. Time seemed to fade back in the trunk also. I seriously couldn't tell you if I was in there for hours or minutes. By the time we stopped though I could tell we were far away. It was darker, if that was possible, and stars were peaking through the clouds. We were somewhere in the woods. I could see trees and greens everywhere, and a small grey building tucked in the distance.
"Get out," Bear screamed, while thrusting the trunk open.
The first thing I did was gasp for breath. The second was to scream as loudly as possible.
"No one can hear you were we are now," He laughed again.
Was I like the worst victim or something because apparently everything I did made Bear crack up? Bear. What a stupid name. Did his mother seriously sit there and say, "Oh yes I would like to name my son Bear." It was like paving the way for him to be a criminal. When I have kids I would pick something nicer, like James for a boy or Morgan for a girl. Boy could my thoughts get of track.
By the time I came back to reality we were in what seemed like a basement. He tied my arms behind my back and walked up the creaky stairs I had been led down.
"Don't move," he warned and then slammed the door.
I could remember my dad sitting next to me telling me about the time he ran into the high school, while a shooting was taking place to save my mom.
"You know what the smartest thing I did was," He had asked me.
"What daddy, run back to save mom," I laughed, a sweet laugh, that was so different to the one I was hearing over and over that horrible night.
"No sweetie, but good guess. Actually I had turned the volume off on my cell, so when Jimmy walked out of the room, I quickly sent a text to your Grandfather, while everyone else had had their phones taken away," He told me.
Since that conversation I had always kept my cell on mute. It was just one of those silly things I did, like only eat the brown M&Ms since I had watched Wedding Planer. I didn't think it could eventually come in handy.
I wriggled up and down until my cell phone bounced out of my pocket. I kicked off my sandals, the ones I had refused to take off until I had to put my large boots on, and tried desperately to open my phone with only my toes. I managed, just barely, and pressed the numbers 911.
"I'm Riley Scott. I've been kidnapped by someone named Bear. I'm in what seems like a basement," I whispered hurriedly. Then I heard foot steps from upstairs. "He's coming back," I added panicked, then quickly flipped my cell off.