Unexpected Events: Chapter 2
Unknowingly to Emma, there was a man working on his lawn across the street saw the exchange and phoned the station right away when he got Emma's cell (because David had switched the phones to her cell) he called the next person he could think of, Prince Thomas.
Meanwhile in the house, Emma was trying her best to fight the guy. He slammed her against a wall and she felt her hand go through the window. She knew she should feel the pain from the glass going in her arm, but she didn't. All she could think of was getting away from this man and hoping that her Dad would realize something was wrong and come look for her.
"Why don't you just settle down. You are hurting yourself." The man said as he kept trying to pull her further into the house.
Emma managed to get out of his arms and tried to get to the door, but he tripped her and she fell. The next thing she knew he was kicking her in the stomach and in the ribs. She stood back up trying to get out the door when she felt something hit her head causing her to fall to the ground and everything went dark.
Few minutes later…
Emma woke up with a huge headache. She didn't see the man, but she was in a room with the door shut laying on a couch. She grabbed her phone and was surprised that she still had it. She called her Dad, but it went straight to voicemail. She left a message telling him what happen and where she was. He would come soon. Nothing would keep him from saving her from this maniac.
She got up slowly and went to the door, hoping for some reason he left it open. It was locked and there were no windows in the room.
She dialed his number, but as it went to voicemail again the man came into the room.
"Yeah, that's not going to happen." The man said as he grabbed her phone and threw it across the room.
"He's coming you know." Emma said confidently.
"He didn't even answer plus I would just tell him you fell from the tree and hit an old window when you did." The man said with a creepy smile.
"Like he would believe you over me."
"He would." The man said confidently. "Drink this. It will help your head."
"Uh yeah right. Drink the stuff the crazy man that just kidnapped me gave me, no thanks."
"It's not an option." The man said before charging her and making her drink it.
She felt funny the second it went down her throat. Then she felt her self falling and then everything went black again.
10:15am
Emma woke up with the sound of sirens and trying to get up, but she was strapped down to something that wasn't comfortable. There were red and blue lights and voices, but none of them were her parents' voices.
"She's awake." She heard a familiar voice say.
"Hey Emma. They are going to take you to the hospital." Thomas said softly as he came into her view.
"Call my parents?" Emma managed to spit out as she began to panic.
"We are trying to get ahold of them. I bet they will meet you at the hospital." Thomas told her with a kind smile.
Emma nodded. "My Dad didn't save me?" Emma asked confused.
"No, a man across the street saw the man dragging you into his house and called the station, but it went to your phone so he called me. I got a few guys together and tried to get ahold of your Dad, but couldn't get him."
"Oh." Emma said, wondering why her Dad was suddenly MIA.
Why didn't he come when she called? If he had been on his phone, he would have just called back right away or listened to the message she left.
They started to put her in the ambulance and she realized what they were doing. She did NOT want to be on the ambulance. "No. No. No…" Emma shouted out.
"What's wrong, Miss Swan?" The paramedic asked softly.
"I am not getting on the ambulance….I'm fine." Emma said quickly in a panicked voice.
Thomas heard her and went over quickly to help. He felt like Emma was a niece to him and knew her parents would want someone to calm her down.
"Emma, they are just going to take you to the hospital, okay?"
"But my parents?" Emma said in a worried voice.
"I will get in contact with them and I bet they will meet you there." Thomas told her.
"Ok." Emma said feeling like she was once again alone, but she hoped that he was right. However, she feared that he was wrong because they had already been absent when she really needed them. She thought she could trust them, but maybe she was wrong and they were like everyone else.
