CIARA
I didn't know if leaving my phone with me after she made me transfer such huge amount of money to herwas a dare, or, she forgot to take my phone and leave me here to rot in chains.
I waited for her to trudge down the stairs, and for the sound of her feet to die down, before I did what I guess she wouldn't expected me to do.
I dialed Ryan's number.
He had been visiting me all the while I was in the rehab facility, and he always come with my son, Herzl, but I had never done the good of calling him after the doctor's put me on test to confirm that I had fallen back to sanity.
I knew he would be shocked to see my name of the screen of his phone, because it had been years I last tried his number, after everything I went through in his hands, but I guess he had gotten better, and he should feel lucky to have me call him, and he should understand that there is indeed an emergency.
He picked up, and I placed my ear to the phone, putting the phone in speak out, because I can't take it up my earwith my hands which were on handcuffs.
"Ryan."
"Ciara."
His voice came with a rush, just like I guessed.
"Ryan I..."
"Where are you, Ciara?"
He wouldn't wait for me to land before speaking up, because he was just desperate to hear me.
"I'm at Aunt Elsie's place, she got me kidnapped and locked me up."
I had to say Aunt Elsie's place, because I wanted him to know that things weren't as fair as it would seem if I said I was at my place.
Truth was, the house is mine, but being locked up in a house that is mine, and being chained and exploited by someone I allowed into it, meant I had totally lost control of it.
It had been made a kidnapper's den, not a house befitting for me.
"Aunt 日ie kidnapped you?"
"She took so much money from me, and she is heading to the airport, please, take the police and pick her up."
I heard footsteps coming upstairs, and without wasting time, I flipped my phone under the bed and relaxed my back on the bed furniture on which I was chained to.
The door creaked open and the two men on suit entered. They were still on glasses, and they still seemed quite unapologetic.
"I heard her talking." One ofthem said and advanced to my side.
"Who are you talking to?" the second man posed.
I ignored their words the same way they ignored mine the other time, and remained silent. I had leant not to talk much when I am in the face of danger, and I was doing myself the good of keeping away from saying a word.
"She wouldn,t talk." The first man said.
"You know, you are such a lucky antelope. Our boss does not intend to have you killed. Shejust ordered us to free you, but you must find yourway out ofthis room because we are getting you locked up here."
Why would they do it that way. It seemed just like a silly game played well by a number of morons.
"That's not what she said. She said we should free her right away. We are not keeping her locked up." The second man said.
They two idiots had just delved into a stupid argument, so, I had to remain relaxed and watch them ague.
"Must you do what you are told?"
"Of course. She just came home for a rehab facility. You can't tell me she is still sane enough to create a scene after we must have left."
"But we must do as we were told, man!"
"Okay, you win." The first man pulled his gun, and the second man pulled the keys to the chain and advanced towards me.
"Look, you, don't do anything silly here, or you would regret it. I'm setting you free, but if you go crazy with your little freedom, I would put a bullet to your damn head. Hear that?"
I shook my head.
What I wanted was to be free. That's it, but in the other hand, I want my money back, and I want Aunt Elsie locked up in jail for kidnapping me from the rehab facility, bringing me here, and making me pay some huge ransom.
I heard the sound of a car pulling out of the compound, and my heart skipped a beat. Who knows if Ryan would meet up with her at the airport and have her picked up and tossed into the cells of the police station.
"Madam has left." The first man, whose gun was pointing at me said.
"We must leave soon." Said the second one, taking off the chains.
"Without touching her. Can't you see she looks good." The first man said.
"You would get your dick trapped in a psycho,s pu**y and the police would cramp down on you." The second man freed my legs off the chain that held them, and packed up both the chains and the handcuffs.
I guess the men were being brilliant here. They wanted to erase all kind of evidence that I was kidnapped.
Imagine being kidnapped in your house.
Gosh.
They would make me look really silly if I report them and claim they kidnapped me and chained me.
"I would be quick, man." The first man lowered his gun and put a hand on his belt.
"Then you play your game alone, on your own." The second man said and strutted out of the room.
They had erased what they thought was the evidence I might require to accuse Aunt Elsie of kidnapping me, but I had the marks the chains made on my wrists and my ankles, but I needed more, and that was him, the fool lusting after my body.
"Look, we would meet some other time."
He strutted off in a hurry, like a coward.
He should have stayed and leave me no choice but to crush his balls when I let him shove his d**k out of his pants.