Please Save Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

He knew my name...He knew where I lived...And at the beginning I thought I'd be able to fight him, to escape. I was wrong, now the only thing I can fight for...is my sanity.

Follow the story of Andrea, and the suffering she faces at the hands of her captor.

Chapter 4 (v.1) - Please Save Me

Submitted: March 14, 2013

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Chapter Four

Low Places

 

 

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My feet and ankles had been securely fastened by metal shackles that had obviously been soldered to the car floor, and although I'd not seen what the man had done with it's key; I was pretty sure that he'd placed it in the boot before taking his seat at the driver's side. It had only taken me a few minutes to realise what the restraints were for; I'd not been placed in the boot, my hands weren't tied, I was fully conscious and able-bodied and he had control of the car's locking system...my only defense was to try to distract him and cause an accident, which if I tried to do in my current position I would probably be trapped in the car. Clever bastard.

With my hands clasped tightly in my lap, I sat up straight and kept my eyes focused on the suburban surroundings that were passing us by. As the silence dragged on I felt a nervousness start to noticeably increase; beads of sweat began to form at the top of my head and I found myself feeling stupid at my complete and utter helplessness. Shifting uncomfortably in my seat, I folded my arms across my chest and decided to speak; "What's your name" I asked, my face expressionless and my words hoarse and thick with tension. Facing forward and switching lanes onto a freeway; "Leo" was all the answer he gave. Relieved I knew something about this man, I decided to push what little luck I possessed, "Let me go" I demanded softly. With my plea met by silence, I turned my face to look at him, "Just stop the car and let me get out," a quiet desperation present in my voice. Once again crossing over to another lane, a tight smirk began to form on Leo's lips, "We're on a freeway" he replied; obviously humored by my weak attempt at negotiation. "Well after the freeway you can stop, I can get out then," I reasoned hopefully; my body tense with the thought that he might be considering it. "No," he said shortly. I knew that making Leo angry wasn't too much of a risk as he was driving and couldn't really do anything to hurt me, but being in such close quarters with him made me feel I was in danger; and so, attempting to regulate my breathing, I slowly turned back in my seat and quietly held my hands from trembling.

"And stop asking" Leo said shortly. "Where are we going?" I quipped back at him. "You'll see when we get there," he retorted just as quickly. "Please tell me," I insisted quietly. Leaning back into a seemingly more relaxed position, Leo took one hand of the steering wheel to lean on the side door, "Enough Nina.You want to ask a question, ask it once and leave it at that; annoying me now doesn't mean I won't remember it later." With his body relaxed and facing away from me, and his voice sounding so calm and almost pleasant; it was almost unbelievable to still hear the underlaying threat that hid in his seemingly reasonable words. I felt chastised; like any small resilience against this man would still cause me some sort of consequence. Although I hadn't really seen much evidence to say that Leo was violent, there was still some sort of danger that enveloped the man; some vague promise of pain. On one hand he hadn't hurt me, on the other hand I was too fucking gutless to take any drastic action just in case he did decide to hurt me.

It was then, right then, that the reality of everything hit me. Within seconds I felt exhausted; my breath began to come out in huffs, my hands shook horrendously as I tried to tuck sweat-soaked strands of hair behind my ear, the muscles in my stomach began to wrench and pull at each other and all at once I gripped the back of my head and doubled-over, bringing my forehead to touch my knees. Trying to internalise my shock I stayed like that for a few moments, until all of a sudden I felt a heavy hand, Leo's hand, place itself on the middle of back and start to rub up and down my spine. Somewhere distantly in my mind I felt shame; embarrassment at displaying this sort of emotional weakness in front of my captor. But that emotion was so far away and hazy that I could barely feel it, and in it's absence I couldn't even bring myself to hit him away from me, to scream at him not to touch me; my body was refusing to function sensibly. I just felt the pressure on the back of my head steadily begin to increase, the gentle warmth of tears rising to touch my eyelids, the steady rhythm of Leo's kneading hand and then I felt the air escape my lungs to release a barrage of mutterings, "Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please." Over and over and over again I whispered and pleaded and muttered and begged just for something, anything; I didn't know what. In that moment there were so many things I was asking for, so many things I wanted; I wanted Leo to take his hand away from me, I wanted Dad to have taken me to defense classes as a child, I wanted to be out of this car, I wanted Jack to be happier, I wanted to have a cigarette, I wanted it to be at a Christmas barbeque at Grandma's, I wanted to have my phone fixed and I really wanted to have gone to work today. "Hush...shhh," soothed Leo quietly. "Please, please, please, please, please..." Leo's large hand, moving up to my nape, brushed my brown hair aside and gently started massage the sides of my neck. He was safe in the knowledge that I was too 'out of it' to fully comprehend the physical contact and lash out at him.

Turning my head in my hands to face the side door, I opened my eyes and let a few stray tears slide down my face. Quickly wiping the moisture away, I sniffed slightly and stared worriedly at the interior of the car. "God please," I whispered even quieter. Leaving my neck, Leo went back to rubbing his hand up and my back. "A few hours Nina. A few hours drive and we'll be there," he reassured me. Forgetting for a moment that I was, for all intensive purposes, chained to the floor I sat up slowly and tried to pull my legs to my chest. "Fuck," I cried with disappointment as my legs locked up from trying to the pull of weight of the solid steel. My body just wanted to fold in on itself; to curl up like a child and feel safe. I low rumble could be heard reverberating from Leo's chest and I turned to see that his nostrils had flared slightly and now both his hands were returned to wrap the steering wheel in a vice-like grip. I couldn't be sure, but for some reason I felt that it was my swearing that had irked Leo rather than my change of body posture.

I knew there was no point in asking for the restraints to be removed; at the moment they were the only thing keeping him in control. Though having said that, I'd almost forgotten that a set of drugs were still resting in the inner pockets of his jacket; drugs that would be even easier to inject into me now, then when the two of us had been in the house. "Is it in the woods?" I asked shakily, folding my arms and turning my head to stare out the window. Leo chuckled quietly, seemingly amused at the assumed cliche of a forest-bound hideout. "No it's not, there'll be people around," he replied. "Not that you'll be talking to them," he warned lowly. Not even a beat was missed between the two statements, and it occurred to me that this whole situation was not only prehempted, but it seemed Leo had thought of every little detail to prevent my escape. Or was at least smart enough to think ahead and realise what my possible escape ideas might be.

Once again the only noises made became that of the passing vehicles around us; horns honking, tyres screeching on the road and loud radios booming from the inside of other cars. The first half an hour of travel after that exchange only consisted of repositioning of physical posture on Leo's part, and the constant tucking of hair behind my ear on my own. Eventually I found myself too warm and too frustrated that I ripped out the hair band from my braid and strung my hair up tight into a ponytail. Despite this inconvenience though, I didn't dare complain about the heat; I felt it would just give him satisfaction to know I was asking for his help. Although the temperature didn't seem to be bothering him, with not a single sheen of sweat to be seen upon his skin, Leo had obviously noticed my own distress and proceeded to graciously turn the air-conditioning on without a word or indication of smugness. The rest of the drive consisted of nothing but the occasional and uncontrollable teary sniff from me, an overwhelming feeling of tiredness without feeling safe enough to sleep and the slow but inevitable transition between knowing where I was and then becoming completely unfamiliar with my surroundings outside of the car.

For a while now I had been shifting in my seat, attempting to wake up the muscles in my arse that seemed to have gone numb. At that point I became more aware of the lengthy time we'd spent stuck in the car; I was developing the need to use a toilet, a slight ache in my stomach told me I was beginning to get hungry and as I looked at the car's interior I noticed their was no clock and so the only way of telling time was the watch that stayed partially concealed under Leo's sleave. "What time is it?" I asked, my throat noticeably dry from a lack of water. Before checking his watch Leo turned onto a much rougher road than of those we had previously been traveling on, I estimated it to be about an hour ago that we had entered an area which seemed to be some sort of township or outback city with gravelly roads and much fewer inhabitants than where we had departed from. "Around two," Leo replied, a hint of fatigue slightly more evident in his voice. As the car started to slow down, I took notice of a group of buildings coming up on the right hand side and my heart began to accelerate as we pulled up into one of the surrounding parking lots. Finding a bay and cutting the engine, Leo silently undid his seatbelt, slammed his hand down on the car horn and pulled out a mobile from his jeans' pocket. I looked around nervously as a couple people strolled through the car park and into shops and other buildings; it was about thirty seconds later that I heard a door close loudly and turned to see a man, a little older-looking than Leo, walking swiftly across the gravel to the car window. Glancing up, Leo unlocked and opened his door for the man who had now stopped a couple feet away from my abductor. "Hey, how was the drive?" the stranger questioned Leo, his voice coming out with a slight rasp. Squinting in the sunlight, I lowered my head slightly to see him better and observed that the man was almost 6 foot tall, thin, had a very tanned complexion, cleanly-shaven face, slightly scruffy dark hair and was wearing dark slacks, a loose button-up shirt and a very, very shiny gold watch.

"No trouble, it was just long," Leo replied, turning to face him. "Mmm, well you can catch up on your sleep soon." Bracing one hand on the car door and the other on it's frame, the man leaned down to peer inside the car. Turning his focus back to his mobile, Leo began typing what seemed to be a text. "And hey to you too...how're you going?" he grinned cheekily, lowing his right hand to wave at me repeatedly. "Yes I will. That is if the room's ready," Leo said, keeping his eyes on the mobile. "And stop waving," he growled lowly. Almost immediately the man obediently shot his hand back up to rest on the car door, "Sorry," he muttered quietly; all the while continuing to grin at me eerily. "You, uh, need any help with her?" he asked Leo. Help? This man obviously knew Leo and what he'd done; which made him no friend of mine. "No" he replied, putting his phone away and moving to get out of the car. Watching Leo shut his door and walk first to the boot to retrieve the key, and then around to my side of the car, my fists began to clench up and I felt myself becoming hot and fidgety with fear. I shrunk back into my seat as he unlocked and opened my door, as he did I heard the other man speaking over from the other side, "I've put on some extra locks and other things for your room" he said. At the mention of locks, it became more apparent just how difficult this situation was going to be to escape from. Gripping the frame of my door with both hands, Leo's massive form towered over the car and cast a shadow over my smaller, seated body. "Could you not speak a little quieter Collin?" Leo scolded harshly. The man, apparently named Collin, took a step back and clasped his hands in front of his body apologetically, "Sorry, sorry. Very sorry Leo...I'll go inside" he added quickly before turning and walking back inside a building which I now saw read '24/7 Motel'. I supposed this was where Leo had planned on staying, but as I kept looking for a sign telling me the town area, I realised that I had stopped seeing location signs an hour and a half ago. "He's the owner and manager," Leo informed me, snapping me out of my reverie. Slowly looking up at his face, I raised my hand to indicate in Collin's direction, "How is he okay with this? Not everybody around here can be okay with this," I whispered in disbelief. Leo leant down so his face was closer to my own and smirked, "Collin is my contact, or a friend if you will. He'll do as I say and be okay with what I do because I tell him to." I continued to stare at him worriedly, beginning to feel a pain in my chest, not realising that I'd been holding my breath. "So if you were to think about trying to get away, or pull any sort of stunt just remember...I have many friends Nina, friends you don't know about, friends who won't think twice about aiding me if I tell them to and those friends...lie in very, very low places."

 

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