Trapped

CHAPTER 3: Willow

They took me away, after slapping a pair of cold hand cuffs into my wrist, and dragging me to the paramedic on the scene. After the paramedic looked me over I was thrown in the back of a big black car. I was surprised that they hadn't but me in a squad car, but then I realized that I was problem the F.B.I problem and not the town police.

Sighing heavily I sat there watching as a female agent slid in the car beside me, she was pretty with golden blond hear that was pulled into a tight ponytail, and bright blue eyes that made me thing of the beach. They were nothing like Jared's who's were clod and demanding.

"Hi" I whispered timidly, I wasn't sure if I was allowed to talk, after they had read me my rights, I had gone silent not that I really have anything to say. But now all I wanted was to fill in the defining silence that filled the car as we drove away form the crime scan.

"Hello" she said a half hearted smile crossing her lips as she looked me over.

"W-wears t-the guy who arrested m-me, is he n-not coming" I studded, I didn't think I could get throw this whole going to prison thing. Not if I couldn't see that man's eyes again. Looking at his eyes was like looking into my father's who had been dead since I was twelve.

I watched as the woman beside me knot her brow, as if she was thinking over if she should tell me and what I could do with the information. Not seeing any reason why I shouldn't tell her why I was so interested in the man I tolled her.

"H-he has my daddy's eyes, I-I just want to look at them again… before I go to prison" I tolled her, and quickly looked away as I saw the flash of pity in her eyes.

"Agent Carder will meet us at the station… he will be questioning you" she tolled me. I nodded no looking at her instead staring out the darkly tented windows. It was a quick and silent ride to the station, I continued looking out the window until the car finally stopped and the female agent jumped out of the car quickly coming around to help me out. It wasn't before long that I was sitting in an empty interrogation room, my wrist finally free from the cold cuffs.

I was sitting there with my bandaged head resting in the crook of my arms, when agent Carder and the blond female agent walked into the room quietly sitting in the seats across from me.

"Hello Judy, my name is Agent Jonathan Carder and this is my partner Agent Felicia Anderson, we will be questioning you." Agent Carder said as he sat down a folder between us.

" h-hi" I replayed shivering slightly as he used my real name, it had been so long since I heard it that it took me a moment to realized that Carder was addressing me. How demented is that, I didn't even recognize my own freaking name, Jared relay did fuck with my mind more then I though. I didn't bother asking how they knew my real name, knowing that I was in the records because my mother had made up go to the police station and put our prints in the system when we were younger. (in case of an emergency she tolled us, yah like it helped me any)

"Before we start we are obliged to asked you if you prefer to have lawyer present for the questioning" he tolled me as he opened the folder, inside there was a picture of me underneath I could make out my profile though it was upside down.

Judy Taylor

Age: 17

Eyes: light brown

Hair dark brown

Height: 5'4

Subject suddenly disappeared (age 14) wile at the mall with her friends, Kathy and Morgan Walters. Was spotted being dragged into a car by tow unknown teenage males, before disappearing completely, city police did not become involved until two days latter when the subjects friends informed the subject's mother that she was no longer with them.

I stared in disbelief how the hell could that they sum up my hole kidnapping in such little dental, it also made me sad to think that no one had bother to think to call the cops until two days latter. It was too late because I had already been thrown into three different cars the dragged onto a boat were Jared and Hatchet and I cruised unnoticed to Hawaii were we meat up with their/our boss. I sat back, not bothering to read any more.

"I don't need a layer, by time you put me behind bares to wait for what ever conviction I'll get, I'll be dead and the layer would have done nothing but wasted his time" I tolled them.

I was calm enough now to get control over my nerves and stop my stuttering. The two agents stared at me, I don't know if they were shocked at what I had said or if the were just thinking it over, but I ether way I didn't care because it was true.

"What do you mean, miss Taylor why would you be dead" asked agent Anderson her eyes filled with pity, as if she knew the answer to her own question. I severed again, I didn't like hearing my real name, it hurt too much.

"C-call me Willow" I said

After the two agents shared a look before nodding their heads, and I proceeded to tell them what happened to me since my kidnapping a year ago… well not every thing. I'd be stupid to tell them all things I did, if there was even a way to get out of here I was going to take it and I wasn't going to leave behind some juicy information about my self and my new identity that they could track me down with. No. I may be a screw up, but I have learned a few things being with Jared and Hatchet.

Yah… if there was even a chance that I could get away, I was sure as hell going to take it and not look back. That decided I didn't think that my chance would come in the form of a cute blond British teen heartthrob bursting into the intercession room at the exact moment that I had convinced myself not to say in the Feds custody like a sitting duck. In that split moment wile the too agents were busy staring at the intruder in shock, I sprang to my feet running for the window at the same time as the Agents went for the guy at the door. I had all but had the window open and was in the process of climbing out when my mind caught up with my body, all the wile screaming at me to stop and not jump out the three story window. Too late, before I could even think about turning back I was air born…