I was walking down the street when suddenly out of nowhere a car comes rushing towards me, it was only seconds away and all I could do was stand still. My life was over. Or at least I thought so. Screeching tires made me cringe, as I saw noticed the black SUV pulling to a brief stop, just long enough for a tall broad shoulder man to come out with a mask over his head. His green eyes searched mine quickly before pulling me into the vehicle. As soon as we were both inside the van kicked up speed once more heading to who knows where.
Why me? Why did they take me? Was it because I was in the wrong place at the wrong time? Maybe, I shouldn’t have gone out today. But, I was hungry. I haven’t had anything to eat last week. My family died and I was the only one left. Most people from where we lived were too poor to get decent food and health care. And now, here I was kidnapped by some random strangers and taken hostage for what reason. I still couldn’t figure out.
Before I knew it. There was a piece of fresh fruit dangling in front of my face, I quickly snatch it. And as starving as I was, I swallowed in few bites. My stomach grumbled some more. Yeah, yeah, I hear you buddy. At least the fruit was tangy, sweet, and fresh. And for once, I didn’t have to steal the food.
“Hungry are you?” The man who pulled me in asked me.
“Well duh, my stomach grumbled what do you think Einstein?”
Before, I could blink I was hit hard against my head. The pain really killed me. And then I heard laughter. I wanted to fight back. But someone pulled the van to stop.
“Get out!” Someone shouted. And as I was getting out, I was pushed forcefully out of the vehicle crashing upon hard smooth pavement.
“Did you find her?” A deep baritone voice asked.
“Yeah, here she is. Now, where is our money?”
“I see she’s starving and been beaten.” The man with the baritone voice said.
“So what, she’s here isn’t she?”
And then there was a loud crack and a shot that rang out.
Fighting broke out. My head was hurting too much to move. I just sat there waiting until one of them came over to finish me.
“You need medical attention. And feeding and some rest.” The man who defended me just said. He scooped down and picked me up like I was a feather. I was too exhausted to move anyway and he smelled too good. I rested my head against his chiseled chest as he carried me into the most luxurious buildings that I have ever laid eyes on.
Wakening up, I noticed I was sleeping in a huge white room. The sun was shining through the long white sheer curtains. The back of my head had been bandaged. And I was wearing a white silk night gown that was very inappropriate to wear in front of random strangers. How did I get into the soft enormous bed and night clothes. My head must have been hit really hard. That and my body probably needed the decent bed rest. Once more my stomach was growling. Great, now how do I find some food. Getting out of bed, I was going to head to the bathroom when the door opened and in came a man. Another tall man with dark messy hair and the bluest eyes that I have ever seen. Grabbing a blanket off the bed to cover myself up more, the man laughed at my shyness. But said nothing about it.
“Good afternoon. I’m Micheal. You must be Katie, right?”
Nodding, but wondered how the hell this hot stranger knew my name. He was the man with the baritone voice who carried me in after defending me from those bastards.
“I know this may be a lot to take in, but no you are under my care. I will protect you now.”
“Who are you? And why did you send those awful guys to find me? I am no one to you.”
Looking at me with sincere interest, he slowly said, “I am your fiance. Your grandpa Kegan was my grandfather’s best friends. Your grandpa spoke highly about you since you were born but after your parents disappeared and took you with them, he was left with only memories of you. He died a year and a half ago after my grandfather past away too. But unlike you, my parents kept me near my grandfather. I made a promise to your grandpa to find you. And to marry you, so that you will be safe.”
“You knew my grandpa?”
“Yes, I did. I have photos of him if you would like?”
“Yes, I would like that. I have memories of an older man who sang to me. And told me these wonderful stories as a child. But, I thought they were just dreams.”
“Not dreams. Just memories, Katie.”
Squeezing my hand he got up and left, but turn around again to say, “I will have the maid bring in some food for you to eat after you shower and new clothes are in your closet. Take your time. I will see you later.”
Pondering at what just happened, I went into the bathroom and let the warm water rush over my aching body. Tears fell down upon my face. Not only did I lose my parents to a sickness, lived off the streets, but also had my life with my grandpa taken away from me. And now, I couldn’t see him. It was too late. But at least I am safe now.
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