Kidnapped in New York

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic

When Remy leaves her house after getting ina fight with her mom she finds herself trapped in a car with a strange man. A one a little to eager to help her get to the park then she would like.

I slammed the door and left my house in an angry mess. I wiped away the mascara that bled down my face from the tears I had cried. I marched down the busy streets. Well not busy for New York City but busy for an average street. I turned around the corner away from my dreaded apartment. I bumped into a block of muscle.\"sorry!\" I squealed in surprise. I was about to slip away before the guy could answer but I wasn't fast enough. he turned his head and grunted\"my fault.\" then turned the rest of his body knocking me down in the processes. I looked up to see a fit man with dirt blond hair and grey eyes. I scrambled up from the ground nearly tripping in the processes. He took my arm to steady me.\"Well aren't you a pretty little girl.\" he murmured and I blushed. \"where are you headed too?\"\"the park.\" I squeaked and he chucked to himself to low for me to hear.\"that's a few blocks away.\" he stated. \"why don't I give you a ride?\" Before I could protest he grabbed my elbow and ushered me into his car. It was black and blended into it's surroundings nicely. I was pushed onto a leather seat and he climbed in and over me to get to the drivers seat. I shrunk down uncomfortably. Noticing he said, \"sorry about that the other doors broken.\" With a button on his keys he locked the doors and drove into the traffic. We soon passed the park.\"um Mister?\" I spoke breaking the silence. \"the parks back there.\"\" I know.\" he said, \"I want to show you something.\" he giggled like a school girl with an evil gossip spreading intention.\"um no thank-you Mister..\" \"Joe\" he continued for me with a smile but he kept driving. He had a crazy look in his eyes. I was scared. No I was beyond scared. I was terrified. I reached into my pocket for my cellphone. Dang it! I had left it at home when I legged angrily!\"what's your name?\" he asked interrupting my thoughts. \"My name? Um it's uh Darla.\" I lied. Joe shook his head.\"bad lie.\" he grunted \"what's your real name.\" He looked at me with those handsome I mean crazy grey eyes. Those eyes frightened me...at times.\"Remy.\" I squeaked. He nodded. \"Now we will have no more of that lying. You hear me? Its not cute and if you lie to me again I swear there will be a consequence. Now give me your phone.\"  \"I..I don't have one.\" I stuttered. he responded by slapping me leaving a red hand print on my pale sweaty face.   \"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT LYING?!\" he roared.\"I didn't!\" I squealed. Before he could strike me again I emptied my pockets. A packet of gum, a clip, and half a shoe lace. I needed a plan of action. I needed to get out of this car. I prayed to God that I could get out of this mess alive. I regretted everything I had said to my mother to make me leave her household. And what were we fighting about? Her stupid boyfriend Kevin. I was such an ungrateful brat always whining about him. All he did was help us when daddy left. if I survived I would support them 100%. We were getting farther out of the city so I did the only rational thing I could think of. I jumped out of the car. my ankles hit the ground and I'm posing I broke one as they gave out causing me to scarp my knees. I limped to the closet store there was. A NYC t-shirt store. It was small and I limped to the clerk. I was a bloody mess. \"Help!\" I croaked. \"this man he tried to kidnap me! and he hit me! call the police quick please help!\" Joe sprinted in as all the costumers (you know all three) stared at me.\"I'm sorry!\" he apologized to the clerk. \"this is my niece she has schizophrenia.\" I shook my head no. \"he's lying please!\" I wailed! \"He's not related to me. Please call the police!\" Tears streamed down my face. I took in the people around me for the first time. And thank the lord it was a blessing from God himself...one of the costumers was a police officer!\"Please sir! I'm not crazy or schizophrenic. I'm from the middle of Manhattan. I live with my mother and her boyfriend Kevin. He's an officer too! Just call them.\" I pleaded. The man carefully looked in my eyes. \"please.\" I whispered. He stood up straight and walked to Joe.\"Sir.\"\"Officer.\" Joe nodded. The man nodded his head and took out a pair of handcuffs.\"Your under arrest for for kidnap and abuse. You have the right to remain silent.\" The officer listed his rights as I cried tears of joy. Then they took my kidnapper away. The End


Submitted: June 11, 2011

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MizeryTorrez

Wow thats was really unexpected but really kinda of exciting..good work KMU

Sat, June 11th, 2011 2:36am

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Mara Catherine

thank you. But I think that might be the end to this story. I dont know what I would add.

Sat, June 11th, 2011 2:14pm

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