Realistic+Fiction

Sleeping soundly and peacefully in her dorm waiting to wake up in a few hours to go to class she hears voices outside in the hallway. Glancing at the big bright red, illuminating buttons on the alarm clock on her nightstand to a time that reads 2:15 am. She is only half awake when she hears a slam of the door and a girl yelling, she is wide awake now and sits up real fast in her bed, but what puzzles her is her roommate has barely moved from the slamming of the door. Anyways she flicks on the lamp beside her, throws on sneakers and a jacket as she starts to get up her roommate Aaliyah asks her in a very soft, mumbling sound where she is going. Ally tells her that she is going to check out what that noise was down the hall. Waiting a couple moments to hear her say something else in reply and getting nothing back but soft, little breathing noises from her roommate. She shuts off the light, opens the door silently, peeking out of the dorm and looking around, than climbing out of the door and shutting it behind her making sure she doesn't wake anybody.

She creeps down the length of the hallway in the direction she heard the noise, she reaches the end and looks around to find nothing. Hmm that's strange she thinks, when she is about to go back to her dorm she spots something moving in the shadows off to her right. As curious as she is she goes down and checks it out, it moves, down into another hallway, speeding up to catch her person's shadow ahead. She hears the sound of a door fly open, turns to see it and before it shuts she grabs it waits a few moments and cracks open the door wider to just slip inside. Darkness, as black as night, the only source of light coming from the hallway, she takes a couple steps inside and thinks this is strange why would someone come into an old beat up muggy smelling room filled with old tools. WHAM the door slams shut. Heart racing faster and beating louder, she turns so fast she almost trips landing on her face reaching for the door knob to get out of this room, where is it? Why can't I find it? The sounds of clanging old tools and metal trinkets come from behind startle her, in response she reaches for the closest object possible and backing up towards the wall facing the noise "W-w-whose there?" she stampers.

No answer.

"W-w-what do you want?"

Again no reply.

More clacking and clanking of metal. She moves to face the noise again coming from just off to her left this time closer than before. He's trying to get closer to me. Whoever he is. A noise comes from her right this time and she turns real fast, but all that really was was another piece of metal being thrown to distract her. While she is occupied with the noise from over on the opposite side. He moves toward her so fast she doesn't even know he was behind her. He quickly grabs the metal pipe out of her hand with one of his hands throws it and with the other pulls her tight up to his chest covering her mouth with this cloth smelling of Ambien it puts her right to sleep within minutes.

While she is unconscious for the moment, Dakota knows he only has limited time to leave the campus quickly and quietly. He peeks out the door to make sure no one is there and when all is silent, sneaks out, shuts the door, looks for the nearest exit and bolts. Finding the staircase, he glides down them in a breeze. Finally reaching his car, opens up the passenger side door setting her in carefully, shuts the door and retreats the drivers side. He starts the ignition, throws on his low beams and eases out on to the road. They drive about 3 miles until turning out on a dirt road that goes about a mile long to a cabin where he stays. The car slowly rolls to a stop and it shuts off in front of this nice size cabin, log siding, little chimney, one car garage, and one story building. Nothing you would think would be the place of a kidnappers. Dakota quickly runs over to the passenger side door turns without shutting it knowing he only has an hour before Ally starts to awake.

In the hour that past he had quickly tied her hands and feet together in a chair with a blind fold on and taped her mouth the only senses she could possibly use now was to hear and to smell. It was warm and quiet in the house. She listened quietly to the rustles of murmuring on the phone with another person and the soft sounds on the TV in the background. Straining everything she has to focus on the one-sided conversation coming from the other room she hears her kidnapper say ' Yes I did what was told. Now what?' A pause. ' No it was easy I got her from the dorm you told me too, but it wasn't the same one you wanted.' Another pause. ' Fine I'll meet you in two hours.' He hears her hang up the phone and she grew nervous of suspense as to what is to happen to her next if she was the wrong girl. She wonders about who was suppose to be in her position right now.

"Alright," rummaging through things, "I have a half hour." Slamming a briefcase on the counter, clicking open the case he shuffles through papers closes it and opens the door of the car throws it in the there and comes for me. "Now your coming with me, we are going on a little rode trip." Unable to plead or refuse she has to go willingly. As the car rolls out of the garage and the low tunes of the music plays they are off to god only knows where too. He did at least take off the tape, but he told her if she tries to scream or anything it goes back on instantly. She doesn't say a word unless spoke too. They drive on in silence for a few miles, than all of a sudden his cellphone rings breaking the silence, two more rings before he sighs than answers. "How far are you? I am already here waiting on you." The sound of a deep, bass like voice on the other side of the phone is distinct seeing she was right next to him. Shes strains to hear the rest of what's being said.

"I am pulling on the Oak St. no w. I am only 5 minutes out."

"Good. See you in a few." Click goes the other line. Slamming of Dakota's phone, her heart races, her breathing speeds up, and she dreads the next five minutes as we drive down the road. She wants to scream but knows that will get her nowhere. They were far enough out of town when Dakota takes off her blind fold. All she can see is not one single house around just an old boat dock that moves as the waves crash along side it the rest is just trees. She has to blink a few times at first for everything to come into clear view seeing as the blind fold was on for hours and she didn't even realize the sun had rose. Two minutes later, which seemed to fly by quickly, seeing as they are already pulling to a stop in the middle of an open part of the woods. Dakota climbs out and her breathing lessens as her eyes grow wide as she stares at two black Mercedes sitting in front. The only guy that is visible at the moment is the big, muscled guy wearing all black even sun glasses that cover his eyes, except for his white shirt. He looks like this is a bank robbery or something. The other driver of the car is not visible because of the tinted windows of the other car, but she assumes that he is just as big. The one leaning on the car is the one who walks over to Dakota and talks with him for a bit, while Ally sits there in the silence of the car. She has only three major concerns at the moment, where is the other driver? And where are they taking me? Am I even being looked for?

Her thoughts pause as the guy in the black khaki pants comes and opens up the passenger side door. He grabs her arm and pulls her out she starts to fight back when all of a sudden the same cloth used earlier was thrown over her mouth and nose and she breathed in the heavy scent of Ambien, she is asleep within moments. The next couple hours are nothing but darkness to her, for she does not remember for how long or what happened next. The next thing she knows is she wakes up in this big, tall room that over looks hill tops on one side through a wall nothing but glass to look out of the rest are solid wall. The room is some what dim due to the sun setting over the hills. She looks around the room observing what she can in the light. A queen size bed takes up one corner of the room with a white nightstand beside and a lamp to go on top, a desk a chair in the opposite corner and next to that a recliner facing the windowed wall. The other three walls are bare.

Knock. Knock. A guy walks in to get her, she stops looking around and stares speechless. It's not the same guy that pulled her out of Dakota's car earlier. He is smaller, but built like the others and is dressed in all black but does not wear a jacket or sunglasses. He is gesturing for her to follow but her feet are glued to the floor. She just keeps staring blankly at him like he is not from this planet. He comes towards her and grabs her arm lightly and pulls. Her trance is finally broken and her feet are moving in the direction he is going. They move along a long, narrow hallway and into a room that's to dark to see. He flicks on the light and then move to the stairs. As they beginning to walk closer down she hears murmuring of others in a room not far off. There's about a half a dozen people in there she guesses. As they begin to get closer and closer to the bottom of the stairs she contemplates on running up the stairs and down the hall and to an exit but she knows that probably would not work. She is sure that it would be ten times worse once she got caught.

As they reach the bottom the guy that she had been following turned around and whispered to her, "Just stay quite unless spoken too, that's the only way you may be saved." Completely confused she was but she listened to the guys advise hoping he was maybe going to help her out of this situation of hers. As they walked through the door to a wide open room with a table in the center, chairs placed all around, two windows on one wall shining in the light coming from inside. It wasn't a very busy room very few decorations hung on the walls and other furnishings were out of the question except for a desk and light in one corner. Other than the few things in the room, it still had that busy feeling due to the fact of 5 guys standing in suits staring up at her with straight faces on. Her stomach dropped and butterflies started to fly in her stomach. She definitely wanted to run tens time more now than she did on the stairs, but something made her stay it was the fact that she wanted to know what was going to happen to her and what she was doing her in the first place.

After five minutes had passed, the guy that brought Ally there in the first place sat her down in a chair by the desk off to the right of the table along with cuffing her hands and feet to the chair so she couldn't run. Before he joined the others at the table he looked her in the eyes and mouthed //it will be okay// to her. Then finally joined the others at the oval table and took a seat as well as the others did except for one who stayed standing and began to talk.

"Now gentlemen," said a big, tall guy about his mid 40's, she guessed, with brown hair. He wore a wedding band on his finger, she assumed he was married, along with a gold watch on his left wrist, his shirt was blue and hung loosely untucked over his black pants. She suspected him to be the same person as the driver but remembered he had blonde hair and was less big. He wore a suit along with the others but he did not wear his jacket. He continued talking, "I fly off to New York tonight to talk to the people of there about what is to be done with this young lady that we got with us here. Now, normally I don't usually have the victim in here with us but this time it's different and she won't live long enough to let even tell a sole about this place none of them do. Once I come back from New York I will tell you everything that is to be done with the girl." She did not particularly like the fact he said that none of them live to tell a sole. This made heart stop and she froze for a slit second.

When he was done one guy in his mid 30's who was a little scrawnier looking than the rest asked, "And what is it we do while you are away?"

"Well, you will proceed regularly and keep an eye on the girl, make sure she doesn't try to pull any escape plans." said the leader only this time he was smiling."If there are no more questions than you may leave here and let me get my stuff ready for tonight." With that they got up and left. The others went through the door all but one, who returned to her and untied her hands and legs and led her away to her room.

When they were far enough away from the others, she finally worked up the nerve to ask,"What did you mean it would be okay? I am not going to live long enough to see anyone ever again."

Silence.

"So your not going to answer me?"

Silence. They were nearing Ally's room now and still he did not respond to her question. He opened the door took her inside and shut the door on his way back out. "Fine than I didn't want any answers or anything." Time past and her room became exceptionally dark, she was asleep on her bed when she heard a knock coming on the door. She glanced at the bright lit up clock on the opposite side of the wall and it read 1:30. Finally she got up, sleepily opened the, still half asleep she blinked a few times to wake up and noticed the guy who brought her back earlier standing in front of her. //Now what// she thought, but she let him in willingly.

"I am sorry I did not answer you earlier. I wanted to talk in private but did not want to say even that out aloud." She was awe by his almost bass-like voice. She was silent as he went on. "You see I hate working here doing what I do, although I didn't have much of a choice seeing as my dad is head boss of the company. I want to help and after the last person I decide the next person that comes along I would help them not hurt them." He waited as she thought of what to say.

"So your telling me you don't want to harm me, your going to help me escape?"

He nodded.

"Well than that's plenty fine by me. I'm not complaining. I'm sure you already know who I am seeing as I was brought here."

He nodded then added, "I do and my name is Randy. I am only 25 I know I may look younger like I just got out of school but I'm not."

She nods and notices that he's right he does not look like 25 but about the age of 19. With the short brown hair, bright green eyes, that almost look like colored contacts, dimples when he smiles, and she notices he hasn't shaved in a few days. But other than that he is thin, muscled, and tan. "And how to you suppose you are going to help me get out of this? I know there are cameras down the hallway and I am sure there are microphones in her seeing as I am not going to be trusted and--"

"No there isn't and I turned off the hallway cameras just to get up here. The guard was on duty sleeping, again. My boss, well my dad, doesn't come back until Thursday afternoon and he has already left by now. That leaves two days for me to get you out of here and back to campus."

"But I don't see how it will work with cameras everywhere. Plus, why did I get kidnapped? And not the other girl my kidnapper and his boss wanted in the first place? No one ever told me why, all I remember is getting out of bed and walking down the hallway to see what the noise was and next thing you know I'm knocked unconscious and wake up at my kidnappers house with a blind fold, so I don't know what it looks like and I'm thrown into a car and taking to the middle of the woods to be dropped off and knocked out again to end up here. And I don't like it." She says with a hmph while she crosses her arms.

"Well I have a plan. See when my father gets back and he bring us all to the meeting room we aren't going to make it there. There is a passage way off the side of the stairs and leads to the outside. Don't ask me why we have a door there but we do and we are going to use it. But until he gets back we have to act like nothing ever happened and we never talked about anything for the sake of your life and mine." //I only hope this goes the way I planned it// he thinks and than adds, "Is there anything else you want to know?"

A little annoyed by the fact that he didn't answer the first time she asks again, "Yes I want to know why I was the one that was kidnapped and not the one originally supposed to be kidnapped?"

"Oh," he clears his voice with a cough, "you were because well your the one that followed Dakota into the closet and he thought you saw him. So he distracted you by throwing a piece of metal on the other side so he could grab you from behind" Chuckling a little he goes on, "which is kind of funny seeing as you fell for it, most people figure it out." Seeing the anger on Ally's face makes him stop his laughter and apologize.

She responds with a little snappiness to her voice, "I didn't find it very funny seeing as I ended up here and we will probably both end up killed in the end if you get caught helping me." A yawn escapes her mouth and she decides to get a few more hours of sleep seeing as the sun is going to be rising in a few hours. Now with a playful tone she says to him, "That and someone had to so rudely wake me in the middle of the night." She grinned as she said that and told him goodnight and shut the door behind him. She walked slowly over to her bed, plopped her self down and as soon as her head hit the pillow she was out like a light.

The next morning she awoke to another knock at her door at 8:20 in the morning although this time it was for breakfast. She realized she hadn't eaten in almost 9 hours and she was starving. When she opened the door she saw this petite woman who couldn't be any taller than 5 foot. She had short black hair and spoke with an accent. Handing the tray to Ally she says, "Here you go. Here's some breakfast for ya. Oh and my name is Elaine. If there is anything you need just let me know." And with that she left the door way and with her a tray of food.

She took it to her bed and and set the tray down. Once she uncovered the plate she saw heaping piles of scrambled eggs, sausage, hash browns and toast with jam or butter for the toast and a glance of orange juice and milk. She inhaled most of it before her eyes but she still couldn't finish it with all the hours that past without food. The girl came back at noon to get the tray and bring another with lunch but Ally was so full that she turned it down.

For most of the afternoon she spent sitting in the recliner staring out over the mountains day dreaming the minutes away. When the sun started to go down and no more light shone through the windows she switched on the light and decided to read a book that was sitting on the nightstand table. She read half of the book before she realized the time, midnight, exhausted she turned off the light and fell asleep. At about 3:30 in the morning a knock came on her door, she ignored it the first time and half acknowledged it the second time by the third time she slowly got up and opened up the door. She knew who it would be too, Randy, exhausted that she had 3 hours of sleep she let him in anyways. As he came in and shut the door behind him he told her, "My dad came in early and so the meeting is tomorrow night. This is the plan we are going to walk down the stairs but before the bottom we are going through the door off the side which leads to outside I believe. From there I will have my car parked and ready for us to peel out of her and go to the cops or just leave here forever and not do anything about."

"Alright, sounds good to me. This better go good or we are both screwed in the end I hope you know. So you better know what your doing. Have you done this before?"

Pause. "Uh, well ya see not exactly."

"We're doomed."

"No, no, no trust we will be okay, promise."

"No we are doomed."

"You'll see it'll work out. But I am going to leave before someone finds me."

"Okay well goodnight than. Thanks for waking me up once again." A grin on her face.

Grinning as well. "I guess I just like to do that." Then he walked out the door and left her alone.

She looked at the time, 4:10 it read and laid back down on the bed but she could not sleep her mind was on other things. She kept thinking about tomorrow and all the things that could go wrong, such as getting caught and not finding the door, etc. All sorts of things ran through her head at the same time and she just got this raging head ache. She finally forced herself to sleep at around 4:50 even then she did not forget about tomorrow afternoon. All night she dreamed about what could possibly go wrong seeing as the guy that is suppose to help her has never done anything like this before. They couldn't even be called dreams more like nightmares. She was extremely worried.

By the time she awoke it was only 7:45 am and she knew the little lady named Elaine would be by in a little bit and bring breakfast. There was no way she could have gotten back to sleep so she stayed awake and went and sat in the chair. She was off in her on little world when the knock on the door came. Breakfast finally. She opened the door and Elaine handed her her tray of food and left. Shutting the door she took the tray to the chair and removed the lid revealing french toast, and sausage with butter and syrup and a glass of orange juice. This time she ate more slowly and savored the bites while day dreaming. It was almost 9 when she finished eating her breakfast. When she was done she set the tray beside her on the floor and day dreamed some more.

The morning and early afternoon went by slow. She knew it was getting close for the meeting and to put their plan to action. Within the next 20 minutes a knock came to the door and she was lead to the meeting room by Randy as planned. Before they left her room he asked, "Ready?" and she nodded her head. They walked down the same hallway and flicked on the same light and walked down the same set of stairs but just like he said there would be off to our right there was a door about halfway down the winding staircase. He looked up and down the stairs until finally opening up the door slowly and quietly and nudging her through than himself. He flicked on a flashlight as he shut the door and led the way down the dark underground hall. They both had to hunch over to walk because they were just to tall to stand up.

Her worry started to leave her when they neared the end of the hall and saw light and trees on the outside. She began to smile when they reached outside, //This seems oddly easy// she thought to herself //way to easy.// Than all of a sudden someone who was standing guard outside spotted us, "Hey!" he shouted and started walking towards us. "Run." Randy said to her and when she didn't move he said more loudly, "RUN!" and pulled her more roughly this time. They ran straight for the car and jumped in, he fumbled for the keys and of course dropped them. But before the guard could get close enough Randy grabbed the keys off the floor and started the dark blue mustang and took off. As they sped down the long driveway someone must have laid down a tack strip because all four tires blew out immediately. They came to a rugged stop on the dirt driveway.

This is when her worst fear finally came true. "We were so close!" Ally yelled with tears forming in her eyes, "I knew this wasn't going to work. I just knew it!"

"Alright calm down. I'll get us out of this I promise." He tried to calm her down, but it didn't work.

"No! You promised to get us out into a safer place you said that it'll work trust me. But no it doesn't and we are goners!"

A tap on the window made them both jump.

"Get of the the car!" The guard shouted. They were surrounded by probably ten other guards with guns pointed in case the were going to try and pull anything.

Slowly the two of them got out of the car. They were half way out when a guard on either side of the car grabbed both of them and threw them to the ground with hands behind their backs, cuffed. Once the cuffs were in place the guards brought them to their feet and took them back to house.

Now, small sobs came from Ally as she knew what lies ahead of her. She tried to call herself enough to speak but the tears just kept coming and coming. Randy said apologetically, "You know I thought it would work out. I-I really tried to help you I promise."

Sniffling, "I know you did but," calming herself slightly, "but I knew it wasn't going to work out."

The rest of the walk was silent as they moved closer to the house. Once they got into the house and into the meeting room and his dad was sitting right there waiting for them with a huge smile on his face.

"Well I see you decided to try a little escape plan huh?" laughing, "You didn't really think it would work out did you?"

No answer.

Laughing some more. "So what shall I do with you? I can't just keep you here locked up for ever I'll need that space for others. It looks like there is only one option and you know what that is Randy."

Randy swallows loudly and says shakily, "Yes I-I think I do." Looking as Ally he tells her, "I know I messed up and both of us aren't going to be here much longer. But I want to tell you I am sorry for making this worse for both of us."

"I know you are Randy. I figured that it wouldn't work out and I thought about it all last night and worried about it."

"So did I. I was so nervous and feared this afternoon."

Interrupting he says, "I hate to cut this conversation short but I think we should get this over with." said his dad. "Any last requests?" He said those last words with a smile.

Ally spoke up, "Ya I can't believe you would do this to your son too."

"He shouldn't have helped you out."

"But he is your son."

"Oh well rules are rules."

"Jerk."

"Didn't anyone tell you name calling wasn't very nice?" He said these last few words with a grin and that is all they saw before they were gone.