The Big Day

On the morning of the wedding we had to wake up at 6, but it was already light outside. Amelia came bouncing into my room like a kid on Christmas morning, and reminded me what day it was. How could I forget? It promised to be one of the most exciting days of my life and I knew that I'd always remember it.

We walked downstairs together and ate breakfast quickly. Marie had already gone out to get her hair styled and her nails and makeup done, and we had arranged to meet her at her friend Alicia's house. We got dressed into random clothes and made our way there as quickly as we could. The dresses were already there, and with a shock I realized that there was a professional artist there to do our hair and makeup.

I was so happy that all tiredness was washed out of me. When Marie had gotten to the house and had put on her dress, everything seemed great. The wedding started at 10, and we were all ready by half past nine. It was the longest I'd ever taken to be ready for the day before, and it just outlined how special the occasion was.

When we got to the church, the atmosphere was buzzing. We could hear the people chatting in the main hall and I suddenly felt nervous. As the noise died and the music started, we made our way down the aisle.

The wedding was amazing. Afterwards we took the photos of the family and guests outside of the church and then Marie and dad went off to get their official wedding photos taken. Me and Amelia were left in charge of directing all of the guests towards the coffee lounge where there was cake and drinks for everyone. When they got back, the reception started, and it was amazing.

We all sat down at the massive top table that had been laid out and all of the speeches were performed. Dad talked about his previous marriage a bit, and I didn't know if that was a good idea, but it worked really well. You could see half of the room scowling though, because my dad's parents believe that divorce and remarriage is wrong, but even they were tempted by the great atmosphere.

After hours of dancing we went home for the night. Dad and Marie were staying in a hotel so that they could have some peace, and so me and Amelia had the house to ourselves. We were both exhausted so we went to bed as soon as we got in.

The next morning, I woke up with a feeling of dread. I couldn't put my finger on it for a few minutes, and then I realized that I had no idea where I was. It wasn't any of the rooms at dad and Marie's house, and I was certain that was where I had gone to sleep. I looked around the room, and realized that it looked like a hotel. I didn't know how I'd gotten there, but I got out of bed and went to the door. It was locked.

I started to panic. I looked out of the window and I saw the sea. That meant that I definitely wasn't in Llanfair anymore. I was scared, and I didn't know what to do. I banged on the door for about a minute to make sure that there was no one outside, and then I had a look at the room around me. I found what I was looking for; the phone. I didn't have my mobile, so I'd have to use the internal phone that was provided.

I dialled the number for the reception, and told them that I was locked in my room, and that I needed to get out. Thy told me that they were on strict instructions not to open the door from the person who had been staying there. I asked them who that was. They couldn't say.

I didn't know what was going on, and I hoped that it was all a dream. I was trying to think of a way out of the situation, but my head was so clouded over that I couldn't think straight. The man at reception had a strong welsh accent, so I knew that I was still in the right country. I looked at the brochures in the room for a clue as to where I might be and I found the room service menu.

It told me that I was in the New Inn hotel in Newport. That was a long way away from Llanfair. I kept flicking through the leaflets for more clues, and I found a note.

Kaiya,

In case you haven't already seen, you are in the New Inn hotel in Newport, Wales. We have taken you here to rest for the day until tomorrow when we leave the country. We will be arriving in New Zealand in two days' time. Your sister is in the room next door, also locked in. If you look in the wardrobe then you will find a packed suitcase. There is a mobile phone in there, but it has no contacts on it, so don't think of calling for help. Later on today we will slip a note under your door telling you why you are here.

Your kidnappers

Author's Note: Well that became quite serious all of a sudden! Please review and be nice. I'll try and update as soon as I can, but I haven't quite worked out how this is going to continue yet, so ideas would be welcomed. Thanks for reading ;)