I woke up that morning like any other morning. My alarm clock sang and destroyed my beautiful dream once I opened my eyes. Taking a deep breath, I sat up. My mood was raised when the thought crossed my mind that today was my day with the girls; going down to the city and everything. I had longed for this day and had planned it with my friends for over a month and today was the finish line.
I stood up and stretched, then feeling a cool breeze. Starring down, I saw that I was in my underwear. Where's my clothes? I asked myself. That's when I remembered last night. Oh man, how could I forget last night? It was the best. I came home and once I opened the door, I saw candles leading up the staircase. When I finally got upstairs, more candles lead me to my bedroom that I shared with the best husband a girl could ask for. The scent filled my nose, the smell of what? The smell of love. I creaked open the bedroom door and there stood my husband, Michael Torman, with a dozen roses. "Oh honey, what's all this?" I asked with a slight smile creeping onto my face.
"We haven't had a special night in a while," He almost whispered as he looked down a bit, "So I thought tonight would make up for it." He smiled. Just seeing his happy face, made my heart race.
After a fantastic dinner at some fancy restaurant, we drove home and made flawless and beautiful love. Oh my, I love him with all my heart. After that night, I wish I didn't have to go to Chicago for the day and that we could spend all day together..but ya know.
Anyway, as I was saying, I snatched the outfit I planned on wearing to Chicago; some leggings and a sweater. I did my hair and my makeup and walked out of the bathroom to see Michael sitting up in bed. Our eyes met and we both smiled. "My my, look who we have here. Is that my gorgeous wife?" He smirked.
"Why yes it is," I responded walking slowly towards him. "I couldn't have had a better night, honey."
"Was about to say the same thing." I finally got to him and sat at his feet. "You know I love you, Payton."
Hearing those three words, I smiled at him, got up, and kissed him. "I love you, too; with all my heart." I could tell he blushed a bit and it only made me smile more.
Making some toast for myself as a breakfast, I called my closest friend, Melanie. "I'll be at the train station soon!" I ate my breakfast and grabbed my purse.
"Michael! I'm leaving now!" I yelled up the stairs while looking for my car keys in my bag.
"Bye, hun! Have fun!"
I smirked and walked out the door. Still digging for my keys, I stood infront of my car door. "Come on, come on, where are they?" That's when I heard a noise, maybe a foot on the driveway behind me. I was about to turn when a cloth was pressed up against my mouth and nose, tightly. A hand was wrapped around my waist and was holding my arms back as well. I dropped my purse as I breathed in the chemicals of the cloth. I tried to scream, but nothing came out. Slowly, my eyes started closing and I grew tired. And that was it. I was...kidnapped.