Chapter Two: Let The Torture Begin
Ellie's POV:
"Daniel, give me back my pretzels!" I shouted.
"Make me, El!" He laughs.
I chase him around the couch, trying to get my innocent, salty, brown twists back from my idiotic brother.
I pout and do the classic puppy dog eyes at my own brother. He caves.
Ellie: one.
Daniel: zero.
He hands me my pretzels. I finish the rest of the pretzels instantly, since there were only a few left.
I walk to the kitchen and throw out the bag.
"Damn, girl. You finished those pretzels fast." Max says.
"Shut up, Maxi-pads." I say playfully.
My brothers laugh and Max pretends to be offended.
"I'm gonna go for a walk." I say.
"Okay. Be careful." Noah says.
"I will. And I'll have my phone with me." I say.
I walk to the front door, open it and give my brothers a little wave goodbye.
"Try not to get kidnapped." Jack says.
We all laugh.
I walk out the door, and shut it behind me.
I take my phone out of my pocket to check the time. It's 7:00 at night and I'm out walking. Not sure if it's a good idea but here we are.
***
I've been walking around for quite a while now; I'm kind of getting the feeling like someone is watching me.
No, Ellie, you're just freaking yourself out.
I keep walking for a bit. Until something grabs me. Or... someone.
I squirm, trying to get away. I look down to see a pair of arms wrapped around me. I start screaming, but a hand covers my mouth. I look up to see someone wearing a black ski mask. The person smirks down at me, while I struggle. They don't care.
Those eyes... they look familiar.
The person forcefully pulls me along side with them towards a car. I'm squirming nonstop, trying to get away. They're so strong. They're definitely stronger than me.
I try to scream again, but their grip that's on top of my mouth, tightens. I whine.
They open one of the back doors, I try fighting back as much as I can. They slap me. I whine even more than I had been. They push me into the car and as soon as I scream, the door shuts.
I watch as the person walks around the car and climbs into the front seat.
They keep their ski mask on.
Who is this??
Am I being kidnapped??
Wait, this can't be happening. Didn't one of my say "Try not to get kidnapped." But, I think I just did.
What if it's one of my brothers friends? Yeah, that's probably it.
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