ADRIA’S POV.
When I awoke, there was a little sunlight streaming in. My neck ached from sleeping in a bad position all along and I raised my head which had been lolling to the side. Then I began to grunt and give muffled sounds as I realized my mouth had been taped and I had been tied with ropes to a chair.
I shook on the chair violently, trying to get my hands out but it was all in vain, it had been too tight, I tried separating my lips but the tape was too strong and too large. Fear and panic raced up my spine giving me shivers. Was I a kidnap victim? Was it a serial killer? What had happened?
I continued to shake violently on the chair and it wasn’t until I had calmed down before I recalled what had happened. I had been hit by something hard on my head and thinking about it when I furrowed my brows, there was some restraint on my skin. It was probably the dried up blood. I smelled horrible and began to panic for real. Sweat rolled down my face like it were a hill and I shook even more violently. What if I was killed? What was I to do? No one would find me. No one had even seen me in that alley.
Tommy! Tommy knew I went to meet Monica. But then, even Monica would be clueless because we never got to meet each other and from the look of things, I was in a cabin in the woods. Outside the open windows, I could see trees that were shaken gently by the wind. I was really I’m a huge fix.
I began to shake violently again, giving stronger muffled sounds, but stopped as I saw a piece of paper taped to a keg of milk. Next to it was a bowl and then a box of cereals. The milk on the edge of the plate looked fresh. It had been eaten not long and from the look of things, we were at noon.
The paper had long sentences on it and I squinted my eyes to see. It was a letter.
It read; Are you awake, poor baby? Well, don’t be scared. There’s absolutely no reason to be scared. There’s just something little I want from you. Something really little and if you do it for me, then I’ll let you go scot-free. No hard feelings, okay? This is just something that was bound to happen. One of us has to leave. We both can’t stay and fight for the same thing, can we? I’ll soon be back and then we’ll have a proper conversation and you’ll be given some food too. Just hang in there and don’t bother trying to make some noise. No one can see you and can probably guess where you are. You’re right under their noses but most times we don’t see what’s right under our noses, do we? I’m your only hope at surviving. Take care!
I felt the handwriting looked really familiar. I had seen it somewhere! I was very sure of that but where had I seen it? Where???
I kept on asking myself but then realized I was totally worried about the wrong thing. This person got it all wrong. They got the wrong person!
I wasn’t fighting anyone for anything and there was nothing I could give to anyone. I didn’t have any enemies.
I began to wonder really hard on who could have made the mistake. Was it the guy who always came in second? But there was no way Emmy could kidnap me. Emmy was a coward that couldn’t even bear to ask the girl he had feelings for out on a date. Could it be the girls who Monica had defended me against? But then, for all their toughness, they weren’t smart so there was no way they were fighting for the same thing because the only thing I did that could be considered as a threat to someone was getting good grades and only the brilliant ones would consider that as fighting.
I thought again and decided it had to be about Lucien but I and Lucien had reduced our time together at school mainly because of the rumors that had been floating around school, and the rumors had stopped so what in the world could someone have kidnapped me for?
I hit her legs against the floor as much as I could even though I couldn’t do much since my legs were also tied to the chair.
I didn’t want to get hurt. I had so many people that cared about me. My mum, my friends, Monica, Lucien…
They were all going to get hurt if I got hurt, and I didn’t want that for them.
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LUCIEN’S POV.
I went down the stairs hastily to meet them, and they all turned to me with worry in their faces.
“She’s not on my cam. She never made it here.” I said, and they exchanged even more worried looks.
“Should we report it as a missing person case?” Stacy asked but both I and Zayne shook our heads.
If she had really been taken by Monica, it wasn’t going to be a simple case. We had signed a treaty a long time ago that we were never to be a threat to the humans, and if it was discovered that Monica, the daughter of an Alpha actually kidnapped a human, they would feel we couldn’t control her because her father was important and we didn’t need things like that when we were still hot with the vampire case. That would give the vampires more reasons to attack. It would be too much.
“Why?” Daniel asked.
“I will find her. Without the cops. First, we search the cams of the houses on this street. We’ll start from there to see if she made it to this street at all.” I replied, and they got to their feet, ready to beg the neighbors to check their cams.
And after an hour of pleading with the owners of the houses on the street to see their dash cams, I finally found one that had caught Adria going into the next street that had been off-limits because the houses there had been about to be demolished.
Did Monica ask to meet there?