Kidnapped Chapter Two - Nightmares

Thanks to Danielle, Kristi, Sarah, Rhonda, Blue Forever, and Chally who commented on the first chapter.

Danielle : Haha I would have posted it in 2 seconds but I had a bad case of writer's block =/ Thanks for commenting though!

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"Welcome to McDonald's! May I take your order?" Principal Moreno began to order and I noticed he was ordering for two. Was I going to eat?

I looked down at my stomach which had given up on rumbling and was now wallowing in emptiness.

It had been exactly 1 day; 6 hours; 26 minutes; and 36 seconds since I had taken the walk that brought me to this.

I had been so bored and scared as Principal Moreno had driven; that I had begun counting minutes, seconds, hours. It was the only I could do to myself from crying or flinching every time Principal Moreno reached into the passenger seat and put his hand on my knee.

I really hated this guy.

I twisted my head slightly, trying not to make it obvious that I was looking out the window.

I looked at everything; trying to make myself recognize anything so I would know where we were but I got nothing. I was fucked.

I continued looking out the window and the seat squeaked as I turned my gaze. I didn't expect anything to happen but I was WRONG.

I felt Principal Moreno's fist come down on my cheek. I yelped causing him to hit me again. He grabbed me by the hair then and made my tear stricken face look at him.

"There are rules when you're with me and if they are not followed what just happened will happen again." He said with poison in his voice.

"Now straighten up and wipe your face. When I pull up to the window, you are not to look anywhere but forward and no talking. And from now on you will only address me as Roger indoors and dad in public. One more thing, you will NEVER cry or suffer the consequences."

I nodded, already obeying his commands.

Roger drove up to the window and got the food. I inhaled deeply.

The smell was so intoxicating which made me stomach start grumbling again. I kept silently sniffing until Roger drove up to a motel and made me get out.

He went inside the main office and made me wait outside. As I stood there, I looked up at the dark sky and the stars seemed to spell, RUN!

And that's what did it. I was going to run. I quickly scanned the motel lot.

I spotted some greasy looking old man smoking from pipes and whistling at me. I turned ignoring them.

I spotted women in provocative clothing walking around. I spotted homeless people and stray dogs.

That made me not want to run. I was too late by now anyway, Roger was coming through the glass doors of the main office.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me along to the room. I shivered. I did NOT want to spend a night alone in the same room with this man. It seemed though that I could do nothing about it.

As we stepped through the door of the room, I felt the urge to pinch my nose and never breathe again.

It stunk! I coughed trying to let Roger know that I was not going to stay in this place. He just smirked and pushed me into the bathroom.

He put a pillow and a few blankets into the bathtub and then left leaving me there. I looked around and I felt tears swelling up in my eyes. I wanted to scream and shout. I wanted to KILL Roger!

"I FUCKING HATE THIS!!I HATE YOU! TAKE ME HOME!" I screamed at the door which was locked.

I started banging on it and cursing until I was out of breath. Roger soon came in and he was laughing his face off.

I noticed something in his hand. It was a syringe. And it was full of a clear liquid.

"Does little Alaina want her mommy? Does she want to go home? It would be a waste if I have you and not use you for what I want. You don't want to be wasteful do you?" Roger began laughing again as I tried to stay curled up at an edge of the bathtub.

He stepped forward and before I could stop him, the needle was already on the side of my neck.

"NO!!" was the last thing I screamed before I fainted.

Later....

"Hush little baby don't say a word. Momma's gonna buy you a mocking bird. And if that mocking bird don't sing, momma's gonna buy you a diamond ring-"Mom tucked me in and kissed me good night. But before she left I was curious about something.

"Mommy, are you going to buy me a diamond ring for my 5 ^th birthday tomorrow?"I asked. But mom didn't answer.

Mom started fading into the darkness. I screamed and started reaching for her but she was too far away. I got up and started running but I couldn't seem to catch her.

Finally, I started to come close to her when something jumped out and grabbed me. It was Roger.

"Hush little baby don't you scream," he sang. "Daddy's gonna make sure you never complain." And then he snapped my neck.

I woke up gasping and sweating. My heart was beating out of my chest.

I looked around and I realized I was still in the bathtub and I was covered in the blankets Roger had given me. I was so hot so I took of the blankets.

I was suddenly aware that I was naked. I started crying my eyes out, forgetting that I wasn't supposed to cry.

But right now I didn't care. That bastard had just taken away my innocence.

I felt so dirty and disgusting. I quickly found my clothes and put them on before I curled up in a ball.

I rocked back and forth, silently whispering to myself that I was going home.

I suddenly stopped bawling my eyes out when a note was slid under the door of the bathroom. I quickly grabbed it and began to read:

Alaina-

Did you have fun last night? I did. But seeing that you were asleep, I don't think you enjoyed it as much. Don't worry next time I'll keep you awake. Right now, feel free to step out of the bathroom. I'm going out to run some errands. Don't even think about trying anything because I'm locking the door and thank goodness these motel rooms have barred windows. So enjoy yourself, Honey.

Love You,

Roger

I crumbled up the note and dropped it into the dirty toilet. I watched swirl around and around when I flushed it.

He said he loved me? The perverted asshole. I shook my head and slowly opened up the bathroom door.

I was greeted once again by the stench of the dirty motel room. I looked around, eying the dirt encrusted carpet and the barred windows.

I decided that escaping wasn't a good thing for me right now. I would have to plot and plan in silence before I made my move.

For now, I would have to lie in the weeds like a snake and then pounce.

I sat down on the couch, trying to ignore the shuffle of claws beneath me. I noticed a small, portable TV on the coffee table in front of me.

It was probably Roger's but I didn't care. I quickly scooped it up and pressed the power button.

The TV instantly whirred to life and I started flipping through channels. I stopped when I noticed someone familiar on the news. It was Michael.

"I just want him to bring her back!" He said. Then he looked straight into the camera as if he knew I was watching.

"I love you, Alaina. And I won't stop looking for you." I sat there in awe. This was a person who actually loved me. I smiled.

"I love you too, Michael." I said to the TV.

Right at that moment Roger stumbled in. I put the TV down quickly but he had already seen that I'd been watching it.

He came towards me and I could tell he was drunk. Roger pushed down and he was now on top of me. He smelled of alcohol and cigarette smoke.

I choked up as his stench smothered me. He laughed when he saw my face.

"Don't you know it's not polite to touch other people's things?" Roger's hand came crashing down on my cheek.

"Don't you know that little girls need to respect their elders?" Another slap.

"I guess I'm going to have to teach you what you don't know!" Right then I wanted to scream as his fist came down but my throat seemed to close and I couldn't scream.

I didn't feel the force of the impact on my face.

Maybe it was because I blacked out.