Chapter 12 12

I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar surrounding. It was not dark as before. But I wasn't concerned about that. I looked around the extra pink room for any sign of Olivia. She was not here. I felt someone move beside me and I screeched. I slapped a hand over my mouth when I saw it was just Olivia. I breathed a sigh of relief, putting a hand on my rapidly beating heart. She was sleeping peacefully as if having no care in the world. We were kidnapped for God's sake! "Wake up!" She didn't move so I began to shake her violently. "Wake up you lazy ass!" Her eyes shot open and she stared at me for a second before her eyes relaxed and she rolled over. "Shut up," She said, lazily. I couldn't believe my ears. Surely they were deceiving me. "Olivia, get up! We're kidnapped! Did you forget?! We've got to get out of here! Now!" She jumped out of bed due to my outburst and took deep breaths to calm herself down. She looked at me and her eyes didn't match my panic and horror. Why was she so calm? I jumped out of bed too and sprang to the door when I felt her hand wrap around my wrist and pull me back. "Julie, wait." I yanked my hand out of her grasp and sprinted towards the door. I tried to open it but it was closed. "Shit!" I looked back at Olivia and she ran to me. She began pulling me back to bed. "What're you doing?! We have to get the hell out of here!" I yelled at her. What did they do to her? Or did they hit her on the head for her to loose common sense? "Julie I know you are scared but please calm down. I'll explain everything. It's-" "Shut up!" I cut her off. "Just shut the hell up! Olivia have you gone mad?" "Julie, enough. You're overreacting. You're safe." "Go to hell! If you want to die here, it's fine with me. But I don't want to die, thank you so much, so bye." Before I reached the door, I heard its?handle turn slowly but silently. The door was quickly yanked open and a big man with a big built, walked in wearing clothes similar to the men who had kidnapped us. They are the same men, stupid Julie. I staggered back, intimidated by the man who towered over me. I held Olivia's hand so tightly that I probably stopped her blood circulation because she tried to loosen my grip on her. He cleared the door and I debated whether to take the the chance and dash out. I didn't know if I would ever have such a golden chance again so I was about to dash out when somebody appeared at the door. She was familiar. She was... But what was she doing here? Did she kidnap me? I remembered hearing a woman's voice when I was kidnapped. She was that woman I met at the party! My jaw dropped to the floor. No way in hell did she kidnap me because of what I did to her at the party. That was just ridiculous. She walked in, looking nervous. Her shoulders were tense. "Why did you bring me here?" I asked her. "Juliet..." She said and her voice cracked at the end. She looked as if she was going to cry. Juliet? What the hell was happening?! "Who are you? Did you bring me here just because I spoilt your precious gown?" Pain crossed her features and I was confused as to why exactly she brought me here. "Of course not. Juliet, I know that what I did was wrong. But I thought it was the best for you." "Kidnapping me is the best for me?" I asked. What the hell was she saying? "We both know what I'm talking about. Juliet you should have-" "Wait! I'm Julie, not Juliet! Who the hell is Juliet?!" A small smile took over her features. "You've not changed. You're still the same even after almost two years. You still like the name Julie. I remember you telling me that Juliet sounds old school," She chuckled. "Okay then Julie, I missed you so much." I was confused. WHAT. THE. HELL. WAS. SHE. TALKING. ABOUT?!. "Look, ma'am. I don't know who you are and I don't have the slightest idea what you're talking about so I suggest you to let us go. You've kidnapped us!" "No...I didn't mean to kidnap you but I was just so worried about you and I missed you so much that I-I didn't think about anything before bringing you here." "I really have no idea as to what you are talking about. And you know what? I'm not interested in hearing it," I said and sprinted towards the door. "Olivia, run!" I shouted, looking back to see if she was obeying but that idiot stood rooted to her spot. She had a face on that was telling me that it was a waste to even try to get out. No harm in trying! She was definitely crazy. But I didn't wait for her and dashed down the hallway. I could hear the big man I had seen before, shouting something in his earpiece as I turned to look at him. I didn't have the slightest idea where I was so I just ran towards any direction that looked safe. I just wanted to get out of the house. At the end of the too long hallway, there was a spiral staircase. I ran down the staircase and there was a big hall at the end, pretty much like that at the party, but only grander. I could see the door.?Ah! Freedom! I sprinted towards it and tried opening the last door to freedom but it wouldn't open. I saw the man come running down the stairs and behind him were a few men like him. Seeing a open door at the corner, I ran towards it like a cheetah was chasing me. I knew the men were getting close to me. I turned back to see where they were and they were right behind me. I quickened my pace. As I was too busy watching the men, I didn't know where I was running to. So when I saw where actually I was headed, I started slowing my speed abruptly. But it was too late. I slammed into a big dark blue thing and the next thing I knew I heard a scream and something splashed into the pool in front of it. I felt someone grab my arm and I saw the men had caught me. So much for trying.?I struggled under their grip but they held a deathly grip on me. The old woman came out at the poolside in an instant and gasped. "Oh no! Ethan, I'm so sorry!" She apologized to the figure in the water. I turned my attention to the person who was in the pool. He emerged out of the water. His hair was wet and the water was dripping down from his hair. His shirt was sticking to his body because of the water and he was quite handsome. Okay, I was probably stupid to drool over a hot man when I was stuck in a situation like this, but really I wasn't the one to blame. Now that I was less than a month away from turning nineteen, my teenage hormones were a little excited. I snapped back to the present. But the description of his hot body turned negative when I saw him glaring at me as if he wanted to kill me then and there. I gulped. He looking so angry. I was in so much more trouble. He spit out the water that had went into his mouth. "My laptop!" His eyes widened in horror as he lifted the laptop from the water. "And my phone!" That was when I noticed the big black phone which was floating in the water. I was definitely in more trouble.