Abducted

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

"What took so long?" Frankie asked as I shut the door behind me. I undid the scarf. It started itching me quite a bit. I tossed it onto the coat rack. Hm. I needed an excuse now, and a good one. Think Crystal, think.

"The paper boy wasn't sure if you guys got the paper or not. I had to tell him over and over that you did.."

"That boys an i***t. Always stuttering and whatnot." She was doing the dishes. An i***t? Connor was not an i***t. Definitely not an i***t.

"Maybe..I don't..I uh.." Now I was almost stuttering. I was at a loss for words. I didn't know how to defend my friend.

"Go play dolls or something." Frankie snapped. "I don't have time for YOUR idiocy now." I certainly didn't want to be around her at the moment. So I decided to go to my "room." That room made me feel the most lonely. The baren walls and floors, the small window. But right now I should be appreciating that window. Connor was going to come tonight to that window, and find a way to save me. Hopefully, at least.

Now that I'm sitting here all alone in this room, I can actually think about last night. But did I really want too? No, I didn't. Out of my almost 14 years of living, I have never had such a terrible night. I remember Jays exact words before it all began.

"You should have known this was coming. Now do it." Those words, those words. They still burned through my head. Of course I would always remember everything of last night. But I didn't want too. I wish I could completely erase it.

If someday I was too ever get out of this place, this would secure Jays arrest. He would be charged so severely, my parents would make sure of it. There's no way he would walk out alive. Well maybe he would just be put away for years and years, but he'd technically be dead. Right?

I was extremely tired. I only slept for about an hour last night. I was too scared that Jay would try something while I was asleep. I propped myself up against the closet and closed my eyes. I instantly fell asleep.

"Crystal?" I was woken up. Jay was right in my face.

"Ah, what?" I said, annoyed.

"It's 5 o'clock. Frankie says you must have been sleeping for hours. I guess you get an early bed tonight." Ick. There he went again acting like a father figure. And what he just said didn't even make sense. Not the "sleeping for hours" part. I could believed that, I was so tired. But why would I need to go to bed early if I had slept for hours? Now wasn't the time to question, though. That was perfect. That way I could see Connor.

"Dinner, guys!" Frankie called. Jay swooped me up over his shoulder. I hate when he touches me. Especially from last night. My skin crawled.

"Chicken." Frankie said. I did not like chicken. I don't know why really, I just never have. So I thought I could play with this a little bit.

We all took our places at the table. I took one look at my plate and pretended to gag.

"What is it?" They both said simultainiously.

"My stomach, just hurts. And I think this chicken set it off..."

"Go sit down, you don't have to eat." Jay raviously stole my chicken off my plate. I hobbled over to the recliner in the living room. This way they would put me to sleep before 8. I know this isn't a time to be cocky, but I'm good.

I watched tv for two and a half hours. Then I thought it was about time to ask to go to sleep.

"I'm tired again, and my stomach still hurts. May I go to sleep?" Frankie and Jay both gave each other looks. As if asking if it was okay. They both nodded.

"Yes, feel better." I started to walk away.

"Wait, do you want some medicine to make you get better?" Frankie asked. I shook my head as in no. There's no way I was taking any of there medicine. It could be too strong. Or poisonous. I could not take that risk. So I hurried to my room.

I had to wait now for about 30 minutes. I could do that. Just pace. Pace and pace and pace. Back and forth. This was so anticipating, waiting for my rescuer. Maybe he would even bring the cops with him. Oh gosh, wouldn't that be something. Connor, the hero. But I can't get my hopes up. Because I can't really see him doing that sort of thing. All I could hope was that he would just show up. That he --

"Crystal!" My thoughts were interrupted. But I was happy they were. It was Connor. I held up my finger, to tell him one second. I rummaged through the closet. I needed something to stand on to get up to the window. I found an old plastic doll house. That would do. I carefully placed it and stepped on it. I unlatched the window.

"Ah, Connor. Thank God your here." I said. The window was only opened about 6 inches. Just enough so Connor put his head to the ground outside and spoke to me.

"No, no, don't thank me. I'm terrible. Just terrible." He was on the verge of tears.

"What? Your here thats all that matters." I reached through and held his hand.

"I just realized. That you were kidnapped. On the way over here I just remembered. I-I-I guess I didn't put one and two together. I-I-I should have known.." He burst in tears. I feel like I should be the one crying right now. But I guess everyone handles this sort of situation in a different way.

"It's okay. Your here, your here. Listen. You need to get the police over here. Tomorrow. Right in the morning. They'll come in here and find me. Simple as that. Then I'll be out and things will go back to normal."

"C-crystal. There will never be a normal again." He was right. Nothing will ever be normal again. "I need to tell you something. Just in case you don't get out here for a while.." He looked like such a mess right now.

"What?"

"I-I-uh.." He closed his eyes for a second. Then he got closer and closer to me through the window. Connor kissed me. Right out of the blue. Right there. I guess this was all kinda sweet. Him coming to..sort of..rescue me. And then kissing me through a window. So I guess you could call it sweet. "Yeah. I guess that gets the point across. W-w-well, hopefully I'll see you soon. Bye." He didn't even let me speak. Didn't he want my side of my feelings for him? He closed the window from outside and waved goodbye.