I Left My Heart In Cafe Craeneburg

Chapter 26

“So you’ve finally figured it out, huh?” He sarcastically replied.

“I guess so” I bit back holding a defiant demeanour when inside I was livid. How did this happen? I couldn’t believe that Charlie, the lovely, yet seemingly gay, man I met a few weeks ago was the same man who made my life hell.

“How did you do it?” I asked tightly.

“Enough with the questions” He replied covering my face with a cloth.

Oh how stereotypical I thought to myself as my eyelids dragged closed and I slumped against his body.

***

When I awoke again I was in pitch darkness. There were literally no lights on at all but I knew that I was tied to a really uncomfortable chair. My back was sore and I could no longer feel my wrists which meant that I desperately needed to get out of my bindings. And fast. I noticed that there was a faint rhythmic sound of water dripping onto the ground. It was beginning to get annoying but it was the only way I knew I was still alive. I didn’t get it, to be honest. How could he kidnap me so passively but then keep me like this? Obviously the point when he put chloroform to my nose was when he snapped. But he snapped in such a calm way that it frightened me. Not like how Rich Hall claimed an English man snapped, but a predatory look flashed in his eyes. There was something about him that wasn’t quite natural about him.

I didn’t know how long I was just sat there for but it must have been a long time. Hours, days or even weeks could have flown by merging together. Time didn’t really seem to exist anymore.

I clenched and unclenched my fists continually just to regain some feeling in the. If I got out, I really didn’t want then to be amputated off. What would Jace think of me then? Oh my Lord! Jace must have thought I abandoned him or something. He must be heartbroken. It was probably a tiny bit too conceited to think that he might care but he said he loved me. I hoped he cared. But what I hoped for more, with all of my heart, was that he didn’t come looking for me himself or that he gave up completely. It was all conflicting in my head. I needed him to be safe but I wanted to be found. I knew that if he burst into this room right this second, I’d probably kill him myself. No, he couldn’t put his life in danger. Suddenly I saw two small orbs of silver flash in my vision. It was probably my imagination but whatever it was, it made chills run down my spine. By now my eyes had adjusted to the blackness and I could just make out a large shape that looked like a wolf. Of course it couldn’t be a wolf; I’d have noticed it come in. It was a box or something and my mind was probably playing tricks on me. Besides, this ‘wolf’ was bigger than the average one and the guttural noise it made was also different. So there, it wasn’t a wolf because wolfs of that magnitude simply didn’t exist. And I watched a lot of the natural history channel. It was something that Taylor and I watched together back when we got on. Hmm. It was strange how our argument now seemed stupid, pointless. I noticed that I’d already forgiven him. I mean, he was just being my brother. Something which I’d taken for granted because I’d never noticed that people cared. I hadn’t lost everything, no, I’d gained a new family, albeit not my family, but one that cared none the less. How did I not notice them before? And there I was thinking I was all alone, that nobody understood my pain. But people did because I was not the centre of the universe. Now I was alone because of some stupid argument. If I stayed with Taylor then all this would have ended ages ago. He would have protected me like the big brother he is. I was so wrapped up in my own pitiful thoughts that I didn’t notice him stood there. It was hard for me to accept that this monster was Charlie. How could he act that good when we met? And how did I not recognise him? Surely there must have been something that stayed the same. But there wasn’t. He walked different, talked different, dressed different and even acted different. Now he acted like a snake, ready to strike at any moment. I gazed up to where he was. A sliver of light was cast onto his face so I could just make out the disdainful smirk that had settled onto his face.

“You won’t get out if that’s what you’re thinking” He stated, boredom seeping into his voice.

I twisted my hands and feet but couldn’t really move them. “I know” I replied, my voice breaking slightly because I hadn’t spoken or drank in a while. My throat felt tight and I could feel bits of grease in my hair and on my face. Overall I felt disgusting.

“I’ll make this quick” He said as he disappeared, the wolf taking form. How did that happen? Werewolf? Nah, they didn’t exist and there was no full moon that I knew of tonight. I watched as the wolf stalked its way over to me with calculated steps. If I wasn’t so scared then I’d notice how beautifully it moved with all of its muscles working in harmony, making it able to move effortlessly. The sleekness of its fur lined along its body was short but soft looking. It was hard to comprehend how something so frightening was so beautiful. But it was.

Suddenly the thing pounced, slicing through the air and landing on me. I felt the air go out of me as the pads of its paws struck my chest forcefully. It lowered its face level with mind and gazed at me with bright amber eyes. It had an almost human expression on its face as it watched my thoughts tick over. I could almost swear that it looked like Charlie but of course that was impossible. The thing chuckled a deep throaty sound as I realised that. It couldn’t be, though. How could Cha-

I never even got to finish that sentence because at that moment, he lunged to bite me. His sharp teeth tore through my shoulder and I could feel my flesh tear off and blood gushing over my body.

“Wha-”

“Now it’s your turn for hell” I heard as I was plunged into blackness once again.