Chapter #14! I hope you guys like this!
Roxas
Books about babies were all around the house, one opened on the coffee table from where Namine had stopped reading it. She had been gone for around an hour now, supposedly grocery shopping. He knew she was probably oggling the baby furniture or having a debate on whether to buy diapers now or a little closer to the delivery date. It had been a couple of hours now, and as much as Roxas tried to reassure himself, he couldn't help but feel nervous. Before he knew what he was doing, he was cutting up some cherry tomatoes. Cooking wasn't a hobby of his, but when he got nervous he always needed something to keep his mind on while waiting. And cooking seemed better then nothing. Besides, she would be tired by the time she got home.
It always confused him how she could spend hours looking at clothes and not getting any of them while he could barely stay in a store for thirty minutes. He only shopped when had to, or when Namine made those puppy dog eyes that were to hard to resist. All the other guys laughed about how she had him wrapped around her finger, the sad part was that it was true. If she wanted anything, he would bend over backwards to get it for her. Usually, babies scared him. They seemed so small and breakable that he didn't want to touch them. But the more he thought about it, the more he saw his girl glow, the more excited he got from the idea. It was their child, something that was just theirs. When he thought about it like that he could see why Namine was so eager to have the place ready. Her excitement was catching like a wild fire.
He turned on the radio to block out his thoughts, concentrating on mixing the bow-tie noodles in the big silver pot. Old rock songs played on the radio, more of a backround noise then anything he was actually listening to. There wasn't much of a challenge making this dish. Pasta pesto was simple to make but was one of his all time favorite pasta dishes. Stirring the ingredients together, he was done to soon. Again his mind began to rush with worried thoughts. Checking his phone, he saw there were no new texts or missed calls. Dialing her number, the call went directly to her voicemail. She was giggling as she said who she was and to leave a message. His heart started racing with different scenarios that could be happening. Trying again, it went directly to voicemail. Calming himself down, he thought there was probably no service or she forgot to charge her phone again last night. Still, he busied himself with setting out plates and making the forks and spoons look just right. She still hadn't shown. Turning up the volume on the radio even louder, he started putting all the pregnancy books up neatly. Outside it was already dark, his worry grew even more.
Putting the food into some plastic containers, he again dialed her number. This time it rang. And rang. She didn't answer, instead it went directly to her giggling voicemail. Part of him felt releived, at least she could call him if there was an emergency, the other part of him felt annoyed and nervous. Realizing how loud the radio was playing, he jumped at it and turned it off. Instantly the room was in silence, Roxas turned on the tv. Some CSI show was on, obviously something Namine had been watching, so he quickly changed it to the football game. But he couldn't concentrate on it and before he could stop himself he had his jacket and shoes on.
As he walked out the door his phone buzzed, Namine's face lighting up the screen. "Damn Nami, you scared me half to death." He chuckled into the phone.
A girl's giggle cut through the phone but it didn't sound like the small blonde's. "Meet us at the old glue factory. You should probably hurry." She laughed and hung up. For a moment, he was frozen. Liquid ice filled his every vein. And then he was calling back. Each time it went to her voicemail, that happy voice bringing a sense of dread to him. He ran, leaving the door opened behind him.
Namine
When she woke up it was dark. Below her, the concrete felt cold to the touch. Trying to sit up she realized that her hands were tied tightly behind her back, moving them made pain run through her arms. Some kind of cloth was tied around her mouth like a make shift gag. It wasn't to tight and, after biting at it and trying to push it out of her mouth with her tounge, it fell around her neck. Bracing herself, she slowly rolled into a kneeling position, lifting her face from the concrete floor. Her head throbbed, with each pulse she winced.
Looking around she saw she was in a big empty room, some big machinery lumbering in the corner furthest from her. A huge window was high up on the wall, no light from the moon shone through it. A soft whimper escaped her lips but nothing seemed to stir from that noise. Standing up, she felt a wave of nausea and dizziness consume her. She had to fight to keep from falling back down, but she somehow accomplished it and looked around the room again. Some of the walls had long cracks running across them, but, considering they were concrete like the floor, they looked pretty stable. The only way out seemed to be a huge metal sliding door next to the big machinery. This place wasn't at all familiar, the last thing she remembered was being in a baby store. At the time she was debating an whether to but the green baby stroller or wait until they heard what genger the baby was. Someone had put a cloth over her mouth, it didn't take long for it's effect to work with the huge gasp she had given.
No one was around though, her eyes starting to get used to the darkness. Taking a step forward, it instantly made her grind her teeth in pain. A huge cut ran along her leg, going from her ankle to midthigh. She couldn't tell how deep but, judging from the pain, she was going to need stitches. Limping slowly, she walked over to the machine. Huge blades and gears were easily visible, and something like a melting chamber sat towards the end where some small containers lined the belt. It took her a few minutes but she was able to climb up on it. Using the huge rusted metal razor nearest her and cut the tight rope. Warmth rushed to her bruising hands, the sense of blood making it feel like little pins were pricking her fingers.
She had to sit down at the edge to get off of the machine, but dropping to the ground still made her leg ache badly. Clenching her fists, a loud sound made her jump back against the cold metal. A person walked in wearing one of their cloaks. Right as Namine was about to call out to the person, she noticed the pink sown design. Her words instantly fell silent as she watched the small figure walk in. Slowly it's head spun around the room, sttopping on her. It giggled, a soft girly voice echoing from the darkness. Namine's stomach instantly dropped as the figure started walking towards her. Climbing up the machine, the figure laughed as Namine made soft grunts of pain when her leg stretched or brushed something. "Come on down. We're going to have company soon." She called out, freezing Namine to the spot. Looking down at the girl, she saw two half crazed eyes staring at her. Those blue eyes stayed on her as the figure climbed quickly behind her.
Grasping at whatever she could, she tried pulling herself up with mainly her arms. Namine saw the top of the machine, if she got up there then she could protect herself. If the person tried to get up then she would be able to push her away. As her fingers grabbed the edge of the flat part, a hand grabbed her damaged leg. It pulled hard, tugging her off. The figure let go, letting her fall to the ground. A loud crack sounded as she hit the floor, but she couldn't feel to much of the pain. Her head felt wet, but only dizziness greeted her. The girl jumped down next to her, laughing. The last thing she saw before her eyes closed were those two icy blue eyes staring down at her.
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