TITLE: Abduction 2
DISCLAIMERS: I only own the character of Craig. This story is from my imagination and I don't intend on infringing on any copyrights.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Due to popular demand, chapter 2 is up. I'm hoping to have it finished in the next chapter. Please R&R.
WEBSITE: http://my-dc.cjb.net
"That guy is so weird," Dawson said, trying to distract everyone as he pointed out the guy who had spoken to him earlier.
Jen turned and looked at him. He was definitely from the poor end of town. His clothes were creased, his hair dishevelled.
"Why?" Jen asked as she turned back to Dawson.
Dawson shrugged. "I don't know. It's just a feeling I get. There's something about his eyes."
"Well you'll get your chance to find out more. He's coming over here," Jack said as he picked at his salad.
"Can I sit here?" the guy asked a minute later.
"Sure," Dawson said as he sat next to Jen. "I'm Dawson and this is Jen and Jack."
"Hi," he said softly. "I'm Craig."
"Nice to meet you Craig," Dawson said, making an effort to be nice. "Have you been going to this school for long?"
Craig nodded. "I've lived in Capeside since I was born."
An uncomfortable silence filled the table and Dawson wondered why he'd never noticed him before. Capeside wasn't that big of a school.
"Oh, so you live with your parents?" Dawson asked.
Craig shook his head. "No, I live alone. My parents died when I was a kid."
Dawson looked at Craig. "What's your surname? Maybe I know them. They died in Capeside?"
"Yes. It's Lawson," Craig answered.
Dawson nodded. "Yeah I heard about that. I was about 10. They died in a house fire, didn't they? And you were the only survivor. What a terrible thing to have gone through."
"You don't live with anyone?" Jen asked, feeling sorry for the poor guy.
"I don't mind. It's better than living with people who pretend to be your family," Craig answered softly.
"I'm sorry Craig," Jen said. "You can hang out with us anytime."
Jack looked at Jen. He had a bad feeling about this guy. Something wasn't right.
The bell for the end of lunch rang at that moment. They all stood up.
"So we'll go looking for Joey after school?" Jen asked.
Dawson nodded as the four of them headed for the exit.
"Yeah, we'll follow the paths she may have taken home," Dawson said.
"Can I help?" Craig asked suddenly.
Dawson exchanged a glance with Jen and Jack. Jen seemed to want him to but Jack had a cautious look on his face
"Uh, sure," Dawson said. "We could use all the help we can get. We'll meet by my locker after school."
They all nodded, a subdued silence filling them, then they walked in opposite directions.
*****
It was dark when Craig arrived back at the cabin. He flung the door open, his smile growing wider when he spotted Joey still on the bed.
He slammed the door shut, locked it and hurried over to her. She looked at him warily.
"It was wonderful!" Craig exclaimed. "They accepted me! They wanted me around! It's never been like that before. I've never had real friends."
Craig looked down at Joey's hands and noticed her red raw wrists. Her left wrist was bleeding.
"OMG," Craig exclaimed. "What did you do Joey?"
He hurried to his kitchen, grabbed a first aid box from his cupboard and returned to Joey's side. He pulled a bottle of Dettol from the box and began to dab around Joey's injury. She flinched and pain crossed his face.
"I'm sorry Joey. You have to stop trying to get these ropes off. You've hurt your wrists really badly," Craig said softly.
Craig put the Dettol away and gently bandaged both Joey's wrists.
"There you go," Craig said happily. "All better. Now what would you like for dinner? I'm starving."
"Anything," Joey said softly.
"Okay, how about steak? I bought some yesterday," Craig said.
He climbed to his feet and went into the kitchen. He whistled as he began to prepare their dinner. He wondered if life could get any better. He had Joey and Joey's friends, the people he had admired for years, finally wanted to be his friend. He beamed as he thought about Jen's offer to go to her house for dinner. He'd wanted to but he knew he couldn't leave Joey alone. Joey was everything to him.
One day they'd be able to do things as a couple. But for now, he would keep Joey as his little secret.
****
Joey's eyes were wide as Craig described his lunchtime encounter with her friends as they ate dinner.
".we looked for you until it was so dark we couldn't see. Then Jen invited me over for dinner," Craig chatted on excitedly. "I said no because I didn't want to leave you alone."
'Gee thanks' Joey thought to herself.
But one thing stood out in her mind. She couldn't believe her own friends, especially Dawson, couldn't see that this guy was a psychopath.
"Don't worry Joey," Craig suddenly said. "Eventually we'll be able to go out in public. But not here. There are too many bad memories in Capeside for both of us. We're going to start new. I have relatives in Canada. They've been asking me to come for years. Now I will go and take you with me. We can get married."
Joey stared at Craig in horror. Was he for real? He planned to take her away from Capeside?
Joey's thoughts began to reel.
"When are we going?" she asked.
Craig smiled adoringly at her.
"I knew you'd see it my way. We'll leave at the end of the week. Everything is organised except how we're going to leave. We have to go when no one knows. They won't want us to go. They'll try and stop us. So we'll leave in secret," Craig insisted.
Joey couldn't believe it. This mad man was smiling at her as if it was all going to work out. Didn't he know he couldn't force her to love him?
"Craig," Joey said carefully. "You do know we're too young to get married?"
Craig shook his head and smiled.
"We aren't too young. We're in love. People who are in love should get married," he said, standing up and collecting the dishes.
He carried them to the kitchen then returned to the bedroom/living room.
"Craig," Joey suddenly said. "I need to go to the toilet."
Craig undid the ropes around Joey's legs and held her arm as he walked her over to the toilet.
"Don't be too long," he said as she shut the door behind her.
Joey immediately began to case the small dark room. The small window was still boarded up. Joey climbed onto the toilet quietly and tried to pull one of the boards. It wouldn't budge no matter how hard she pulled.
"Damn," she swore under her breath as Craig called out, "Are you finished Joey?"
"Almost," Joey called back as she pulled at another board.
It moved slightly. Joey smiled as a small crack of light flooded into the room.
"I'm coming in!" Craig called out.
Joey quickly ripped some toilet paper off the roll and pushed it into the hole where the light was coming in. Then she jumped off the toilet and opened the door.
She looked expectantly at Craig.
"You didn't flush," he said.
"Oh," she said and quickly flushed the toilet.
He looked around the room then lead her back to the bed.
"Craig, do I have to be tied up?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.
She realised she would really have to put on the charm if she was going to escape.
"It really hurts," she said.
Craig looked into her dark brown eyes. He just couldn't resist.
"I guess it'll be okay for tonight," he said. "I would like to start sleeping in the bed anyway. The floor is killing my back."
Joey couldn't keep the look of repulsion from her face. Luckily Craig had turned away to pick up his pillow from the floor.
"Let's play a game before bed," Craig said.
Joey tried to muster a smile as a plan formed in her head.
****
"Pace, we've been looking for hours. It's almost midnight," Andie said, pulling her jacket around her tighter.
"Just a little bit longer," Pacey said, walking briskly through the dense bush.
Andie sighed as she followed Pacey slowly. She wanted to find Joey as much as everyone else but she didn't think walking through the dark cold bush at midnight was going to help.
After another fifteen minutes, Andie stopped walking.
"Pace, I want to turn back. We're not going to find her," Andie said.
"Look at that!" Pacey called out.
Andie hurried to catch up with Pacey, almost tripping over a branch on the ground.
"It's a cabin," she said as they walked closer.
"It's the witches cabin," Pacey explained.
They walked up to the small building.
"When we were kids, we would pretend that witches lived here. The bravest kid was the one who would go inside and close the door for as long as they could," Pacey said, a sad smile crossing his face. "Joey held the record."
Andie rubbed Pacey's arm. "We'll find her. I promise."
Pacey pulled Andie to him. "I'm sorry for dragging you all the way out here. I just couldn't be at home thinking about her without doing anything. I love her so much. And I feel bad that we had a fight just before she disappeared."
Andie squeezed Pacey as tears sprung to her eyes.
"I know you do," she said softly. "We're going to find her. You'll be with her again."
Pacey let go of Andie as he touched the side of the cabin.
"The windows are all boarded up," Pacey said.
Andie gazed at the cabin thoughtfully. "I guess some kids were mucking around so they boarded up anything that could be vandalised."
Pacey nodded. "You're right. Come on, let's go home."
They linked hands and began walking away.
****
Joey tried to fight sleep as she watched Craig next to her. Luckily the bed was big enough for a gap between them.
She wanted to go back to the toilet and see if she could move all those boards. It was her only chance.
She waited a little longer then climbed out of the bed and crept across the floor and into the toilet. She shut the door and jumped up on the toilet seat as she pushed the toilet paper out of the hole in the boards.
Her ears instantly picked up voices.
"Hello?" she whispered loudly, trying not to wake Craig.
She peeked through the hole in the boards and spotted Pacey walking away hand in hand with Andie. She ignored that little fact as she called softly out to them.
When she realised she'd have to shout, she decided to. It was her only chance.
"Pacey!" she called out. "Andie! It's Joey! I'm here!"
"Pacey!" she screamed out loudly when she was suddenly grabbed from behind.
"Joey, how could you?" Craig asked angrily. "I trusted you and you betrayed me."
Joey tried to scream but Craig's hand was muffling the noise.
Craig threw Joey onto the bed and immediately began to tie her up. The instant his hand was away from Joey's mouth, she called out again.
"Stop it!" he exclaimed as he slapped her across the face.
He pulled a hanky from his pocket and tied it tightly around her mouth.
"No," Joey's voice was muffled and her cheek stung.
Tears sprang to her eyes as she thought about her lost opportunity. Did Pacey and Andie hear her?
DISCLAIMERS: I only own the character of Craig. This story is from my imagination and I don't intend on infringing on any copyrights.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Due to popular demand, chapter 2 is up. I'm hoping to have it finished in the next chapter. Please R&R.
WEBSITE: http://my-dc.cjb.net
"That guy is so weird," Dawson said, trying to distract everyone as he pointed out the guy who had spoken to him earlier.
Jen turned and looked at him. He was definitely from the poor end of town. His clothes were creased, his hair dishevelled.
"Why?" Jen asked as she turned back to Dawson.
Dawson shrugged. "I don't know. It's just a feeling I get. There's something about his eyes."
"Well you'll get your chance to find out more. He's coming over here," Jack said as he picked at his salad.
"Can I sit here?" the guy asked a minute later.
"Sure," Dawson said as he sat next to Jen. "I'm Dawson and this is Jen and Jack."
"Hi," he said softly. "I'm Craig."
"Nice to meet you Craig," Dawson said, making an effort to be nice. "Have you been going to this school for long?"
Craig nodded. "I've lived in Capeside since I was born."
An uncomfortable silence filled the table and Dawson wondered why he'd never noticed him before. Capeside wasn't that big of a school.
"Oh, so you live with your parents?" Dawson asked.
Craig shook his head. "No, I live alone. My parents died when I was a kid."
Dawson looked at Craig. "What's your surname? Maybe I know them. They died in Capeside?"
"Yes. It's Lawson," Craig answered.
Dawson nodded. "Yeah I heard about that. I was about 10. They died in a house fire, didn't they? And you were the only survivor. What a terrible thing to have gone through."
"You don't live with anyone?" Jen asked, feeling sorry for the poor guy.
"I don't mind. It's better than living with people who pretend to be your family," Craig answered softly.
"I'm sorry Craig," Jen said. "You can hang out with us anytime."
Jack looked at Jen. He had a bad feeling about this guy. Something wasn't right.
The bell for the end of lunch rang at that moment. They all stood up.
"So we'll go looking for Joey after school?" Jen asked.
Dawson nodded as the four of them headed for the exit.
"Yeah, we'll follow the paths she may have taken home," Dawson said.
"Can I help?" Craig asked suddenly.
Dawson exchanged a glance with Jen and Jack. Jen seemed to want him to but Jack had a cautious look on his face
"Uh, sure," Dawson said. "We could use all the help we can get. We'll meet by my locker after school."
They all nodded, a subdued silence filling them, then they walked in opposite directions.
*****
It was dark when Craig arrived back at the cabin. He flung the door open, his smile growing wider when he spotted Joey still on the bed.
He slammed the door shut, locked it and hurried over to her. She looked at him warily.
"It was wonderful!" Craig exclaimed. "They accepted me! They wanted me around! It's never been like that before. I've never had real friends."
Craig looked down at Joey's hands and noticed her red raw wrists. Her left wrist was bleeding.
"OMG," Craig exclaimed. "What did you do Joey?"
He hurried to his kitchen, grabbed a first aid box from his cupboard and returned to Joey's side. He pulled a bottle of Dettol from the box and began to dab around Joey's injury. She flinched and pain crossed his face.
"I'm sorry Joey. You have to stop trying to get these ropes off. You've hurt your wrists really badly," Craig said softly.
Craig put the Dettol away and gently bandaged both Joey's wrists.
"There you go," Craig said happily. "All better. Now what would you like for dinner? I'm starving."
"Anything," Joey said softly.
"Okay, how about steak? I bought some yesterday," Craig said.
He climbed to his feet and went into the kitchen. He whistled as he began to prepare their dinner. He wondered if life could get any better. He had Joey and Joey's friends, the people he had admired for years, finally wanted to be his friend. He beamed as he thought about Jen's offer to go to her house for dinner. He'd wanted to but he knew he couldn't leave Joey alone. Joey was everything to him.
One day they'd be able to do things as a couple. But for now, he would keep Joey as his little secret.
****
Joey's eyes were wide as Craig described his lunchtime encounter with her friends as they ate dinner.
".we looked for you until it was so dark we couldn't see. Then Jen invited me over for dinner," Craig chatted on excitedly. "I said no because I didn't want to leave you alone."
'Gee thanks' Joey thought to herself.
But one thing stood out in her mind. She couldn't believe her own friends, especially Dawson, couldn't see that this guy was a psychopath.
"Don't worry Joey," Craig suddenly said. "Eventually we'll be able to go out in public. But not here. There are too many bad memories in Capeside for both of us. We're going to start new. I have relatives in Canada. They've been asking me to come for years. Now I will go and take you with me. We can get married."
Joey stared at Craig in horror. Was he for real? He planned to take her away from Capeside?
Joey's thoughts began to reel.
"When are we going?" she asked.
Craig smiled adoringly at her.
"I knew you'd see it my way. We'll leave at the end of the week. Everything is organised except how we're going to leave. We have to go when no one knows. They won't want us to go. They'll try and stop us. So we'll leave in secret," Craig insisted.
Joey couldn't believe it. This mad man was smiling at her as if it was all going to work out. Didn't he know he couldn't force her to love him?
"Craig," Joey said carefully. "You do know we're too young to get married?"
Craig shook his head and smiled.
"We aren't too young. We're in love. People who are in love should get married," he said, standing up and collecting the dishes.
He carried them to the kitchen then returned to the bedroom/living room.
"Craig," Joey suddenly said. "I need to go to the toilet."
Craig undid the ropes around Joey's legs and held her arm as he walked her over to the toilet.
"Don't be too long," he said as she shut the door behind her.
Joey immediately began to case the small dark room. The small window was still boarded up. Joey climbed onto the toilet quietly and tried to pull one of the boards. It wouldn't budge no matter how hard she pulled.
"Damn," she swore under her breath as Craig called out, "Are you finished Joey?"
"Almost," Joey called back as she pulled at another board.
It moved slightly. Joey smiled as a small crack of light flooded into the room.
"I'm coming in!" Craig called out.
Joey quickly ripped some toilet paper off the roll and pushed it into the hole where the light was coming in. Then she jumped off the toilet and opened the door.
She looked expectantly at Craig.
"You didn't flush," he said.
"Oh," she said and quickly flushed the toilet.
He looked around the room then lead her back to the bed.
"Craig, do I have to be tied up?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.
She realised she would really have to put on the charm if she was going to escape.
"It really hurts," she said.
Craig looked into her dark brown eyes. He just couldn't resist.
"I guess it'll be okay for tonight," he said. "I would like to start sleeping in the bed anyway. The floor is killing my back."
Joey couldn't keep the look of repulsion from her face. Luckily Craig had turned away to pick up his pillow from the floor.
"Let's play a game before bed," Craig said.
Joey tried to muster a smile as a plan formed in her head.
****
"Pace, we've been looking for hours. It's almost midnight," Andie said, pulling her jacket around her tighter.
"Just a little bit longer," Pacey said, walking briskly through the dense bush.
Andie sighed as she followed Pacey slowly. She wanted to find Joey as much as everyone else but she didn't think walking through the dark cold bush at midnight was going to help.
After another fifteen minutes, Andie stopped walking.
"Pace, I want to turn back. We're not going to find her," Andie said.
"Look at that!" Pacey called out.
Andie hurried to catch up with Pacey, almost tripping over a branch on the ground.
"It's a cabin," she said as they walked closer.
"It's the witches cabin," Pacey explained.
They walked up to the small building.
"When we were kids, we would pretend that witches lived here. The bravest kid was the one who would go inside and close the door for as long as they could," Pacey said, a sad smile crossing his face. "Joey held the record."
Andie rubbed Pacey's arm. "We'll find her. I promise."
Pacey pulled Andie to him. "I'm sorry for dragging you all the way out here. I just couldn't be at home thinking about her without doing anything. I love her so much. And I feel bad that we had a fight just before she disappeared."
Andie squeezed Pacey as tears sprung to her eyes.
"I know you do," she said softly. "We're going to find her. You'll be with her again."
Pacey let go of Andie as he touched the side of the cabin.
"The windows are all boarded up," Pacey said.
Andie gazed at the cabin thoughtfully. "I guess some kids were mucking around so they boarded up anything that could be vandalised."
Pacey nodded. "You're right. Come on, let's go home."
They linked hands and began walking away.
****
Joey tried to fight sleep as she watched Craig next to her. Luckily the bed was big enough for a gap between them.
She wanted to go back to the toilet and see if she could move all those boards. It was her only chance.
She waited a little longer then climbed out of the bed and crept across the floor and into the toilet. She shut the door and jumped up on the toilet seat as she pushed the toilet paper out of the hole in the boards.
Her ears instantly picked up voices.
"Hello?" she whispered loudly, trying not to wake Craig.
She peeked through the hole in the boards and spotted Pacey walking away hand in hand with Andie. She ignored that little fact as she called softly out to them.
When she realised she'd have to shout, she decided to. It was her only chance.
"Pacey!" she called out. "Andie! It's Joey! I'm here!"
"Pacey!" she screamed out loudly when she was suddenly grabbed from behind.
"Joey, how could you?" Craig asked angrily. "I trusted you and you betrayed me."
Joey tried to scream but Craig's hand was muffling the noise.
Craig threw Joey onto the bed and immediately began to tie her up. The instant his hand was away from Joey's mouth, she called out again.
"Stop it!" he exclaimed as he slapped her across the face.
He pulled a hanky from his pocket and tied it tightly around her mouth.
"No," Joey's voice was muffled and her cheek stung.
Tears sprang to her eyes as she thought about her lost opportunity. Did Pacey and Andie hear her?