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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 14:05:26 GMT -5
One day Patrick and I were walking to lunch and I insisted on taking a way I knew I would avoid Justin. I mind was else where. I'd forgotten Patrick was there until he said,"Um Sophie?" "Yeah?" "Why are we going this way?" "Oh...um I just thought a change of scenery would be nice." I knew my face was turning red and I knew he could tell I was lying. "C'mon Sophie. Cut the crap. Tell me what's going on." I think he could tell I was trying to make up a lie because he put both hands on the wall behind me. Pinning me in so I couln't escape. He face was not six inches from mine. My heart started to race.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 14:14:51 GMT -5
i sighed. It was useless. " If you must know. This guy has been giving me a hard time so I'm trying to avoid him." I finally said. " A hard time like how?" His gaze was so intent on mine I had to look away. " Um.. I guess kind of sexually harassing me.. But just verbally!!!" I added quickly when I saw Patrick's face. " Shit Sophie! Who is it?Have you told a teacher?" " No... it's really not that big of a deal it's not like he's tried anything." " Yeah not yet!!!"Who is it? I squirmed uncomfortably. "If I tell you," I said." You have to promise me you won't do anything. I can handle this on my own. I don't need you resueing me all the time." "OKay fine." I could see how frustrated he was. "It's... Justin LIndsay." "That sleazeball. I should have guessed!" He continued to go off on a rant about Justin until I interrupted him. " You promised me Patrick." I said looking at him. "Oh, oh yeah. I won't do anything I swear." But even then I don't think even I believed him.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 14:19:26 GMT -5
Meanwhile at home, things were getting kind of crazy. Gene and James started getting these weird phone calls at all times of the day and night. Something was up. Whenever I tried asking about it they just told me not to worry about it. It was work or it was old friends trying to stay in touch. Nothing I was assured. But I couldn't help thinking something was going on. I didn't really think much about it. I had my own problems to worry about. Namely Justin.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 14:32:32 GMT -5
The next at school I fully planned on going straight to the principal's office to tell her about Justin. I was striding purposely towards the administration building when my friend Amy came running up to me. "OH my god!! THank goodness I found you!! Come quick it's PAtrick!!" Said yelled breathlessly to me. "What! What is it?" I asked nervously. "HE and Justin are in a fight!!! Come on!!" We ran towards the building where I could see I huge crowd of people gathered. Amy and I fought our way through to the front where I could see Justin and Patrick kicking each other's asses. " You asshole!!! You leave her alone!!" Patrick screamed. "Why do you care? Just cause I have the courage to go after what I want-" He was cut off as PAtrick came running towards him the punched him right in the nose. Blood ran from JUstin's nose staining his shirt and the tile floor. " Shit!! you Fucking broke my nose!!" Patrick and JUstin just kept hitting each other. I ran into the the middle of the fight cutting Patrick out of the way of Justin. "Get out of here Sophie!!" He said in a voice I'd never heard him use before. "No I will not!! I told you I could handle this myself. You promised me you wouldn't do anything!! I can't believe I trusted you!!" "Sophie it's not-" "I don't want to hear your excuses anymore Patrick. This is over." I said as the principal and several teachers came running up. "
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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 14:42:52 GMT -5
Me, Patrick, and JUstin were herded into the front office where the whole story came out. Justin was sentanced to 3 months of Leo for sexual harassment of me and I got a lecure about the importance of telling teachers about stuff like this. Patrick considering he started the fight got off really easy. A month of detention and 20 hours of community service. As we left the building. Patrick tried to talk to me. But I was so angry I couldn't even see straight let alone listen to him. I finally snapped. "I told you I could handle it on my own!!!! I was going to tell a teacher today!! but you just had to be the knight in shining armor. You could'nt just let me handle it!!" I screamed at him. "WEll what did you expect me to do Sophie!! You're my best friend!!" (In my mind I imagined his words stabbed me through the heart) " I couln't just stand by and let him do this to you!" "THat's the point Patrick!! HE was doing anything. Suggesting maybe. But he didn't act on it like you. I got to go." I said. My aunt Gene was pulling up a very worried look on her face. I hopped in the car and didn't look back at Patrick. Not once.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 14:49:00 GMT -5
Over the week-end I had to hand it to Patrick. HE tried every way to get in touch with me. PHone, e-mail, instant message. He came over to the house but I refused to see him. I'd told my Aunt and Uncle everything and they understood. Besides they were too busy with whatever was going on with them to really notice anyway. On Saturday afternoon I just couln't take it. I slipped out the back door and started walking down the street to my secret place.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 14:57:40 GMT -5
My secret place was down the road from my house. I had found it when we first moved here. Before I'd met Patrick. I took him there once but I didn't think he would remember it and think about finding there. It was a small creek ruuning under a bridge. I hiked a little ways upstream to my secret place. There was a big flat stone right by the water where you could sit and listen to the gurgling of the stream. This was where I went to think. I sat down on the rock and pulled my knees up to my chin I was lost in thought. I loved Patrick but What he did just made me so angry. I know it should make me happy he cared about me enough to do that . But that's just it. He was always coming to my rescue. From the first day of school when he became my friend. It just made me more frustrated about my feelings for him. I knew I had to tell him soon. I couldn't stand our friendship falling apart and him not knowing why. It was while I was pondering this that I heard a twig snap behind me.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 15:03:03 GMT -5
I turned around. I should have guessed I stood up to leave but Patrick grabbed my arm to stop me. " Please Sophie just hear me out. There's something I have to tell you." His expression was so earnest. I couldn't say no. I didn't what us to fight anymore. I just wanted things to go back to normal. But after Patrick said what he needed to say I knew it was a fat chance of that ever happening.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 15:18:47 GMT -5
" Look I know what I did was wrong. I couldn't help it. I couldn't just stand by and watch him do that to you." "BUt why? WHy do you even care so much?" The question burst out of me before I had a chance to think about it. Patrick sighed in a frustrated way and then he grabbed me by my shoulders and gave me a little shake. My skin where he touched me tingled. " Damn it Sophie!! BEcause!! Because I'm in love with you that's why!!!" I stared at him in disbelief. What was going on? "From the first day I met you, I've loved you. BUt i didn't do anything about it! What Justin did was wrong yeah. But thats only half the reason I did what I did. I was jealous that's why I did it!!" My mouth was open in bewilderment. Then Patrick did the most unbelivable thing. He pulled me close to him until we were chest to chest. and crushed his mouth against mine in the most amazing kiss I'd ever had in my live. His arms slipped down around my waist and mine up around his neck and I kissed him right back. THe world around us melted away until it was just me and him. His kiss traveled through me sending shivers down my spine to the tips of my toes. His kiss made me realize he was telling the truth. It explained the awkwardness between us after the closet incident and why he had beat up Justin. IT was everything I ever wanted. All I wanted was him. BUt something in the back of my mind made me do what I did next. I pulled away from him and broke our embrace. "I'm so sorry Patrick.. I um I really have to go." My voice was breaking I didn't want to do this. I turned and ran from him. I heard him calling my name but I didn't slow down til I was on the road again. I was so distracted about what happened I didn't notice the black Sedan Following me until A strong pair of arms grabbed me and shoved a sweet smelling cloth to my nose. " wha-" But I was lost spinning into a world of unconscinceness and blackness.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 17:09:30 GMT -5
So I guess that brings us up to date. Here I am locked in some dusty old attic, tied to a rough wooden post. I can feel the splinters digging into my back. Questions filled my mind. Why was I kidnapped? What did these people want? And more importantly what in the world was I going to do about Patrick?
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Post by Brett on Feb 26, 2006 19:46:58 GMT -5
I don't how long I waited in that attic. All I could think about was Patrick. How much he must hate me. He probably thought I didn't feel the same way. That I only wanted to be friends. Of course you generally don't kiss your friends on the lips. Especially of the French vareity. Suddenly I heard the thud of footsteps coming up the steps. Could this be my kidnapper? The old door creaked slowly and in walked....A bank robber.. I almost starting laughing it was so funny. But considering the situation I thought it would be inappropriate. It was a man who I could only assume was one of my kidnappers. I couldn't see his face because it was covered with a Dora the Explorer ski mask. very intimidating.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 26, 2006 19:58:27 GMT -5
"So are you my kidnapper?"I asked. I knew I should have been more afraid but this guy was just so ridiculous! "YEs I am," he said. "IT's not you we want . It's your aunt and uncle. We've already contacted them and if they don't meet our demands we will have no choice but to kill you. So you should just cooperate amd Sit tight." He started to leave but I stopped him. "Are you going to tell me wants going on?" His face or what I could see of it was very confused. "I just did." he said. " No I mean Why do you want my aunt and uncle?" "You don't know?" "No" "Not my problem." and then he opened that creaking door and closed it. I could hear a key turn in the lock. The full reality of what was happening to me sunk in and all I could do was cry.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 27, 2006 20:17:25 GMT -5
It wasn't long before my brain started to think logically. I had to find a way to escape, not just for my own life but Aunt Gene and Uncle James. I had to warn them. The realization that these people might kill me didn't scare me. Just made me sad about the way things had ended with Patrick. He might never know how much I love him. If only I hadn't freaked by the creek. I had to explain why I did it like he had to explain the fight to me. As I mulled this over I heard the thud of footsteps on the stairs. Could my captor be back?
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Post by Thursday on Feb 27, 2006 20:24:46 GMT -5
In walked my jailer, still in that ridiculous ski mask, with a plate of food. "Okay missy I'm going to untie you so you can eat, but you better not try anything funny. I've got a gun and there are 3 more guys downstairs." he said with a smirk. "I won't," I assured him. He untied me and I rubbed my aching wrists. I ate my food while he sat there and watched every bite I put in my mouth. I wondered if the food was poisoned? Too late now I decided. When I finished the ropes came back on, but this time I was ready. I flexed all of my muscles as he tied me. A little trick I learned from Nancy Drew. When I was sure Mr. Dora the Explorer was safely down the stairs. I checked to see if my plan had worked. It did!! My ropes were a lot looser. I wasted no time and got to job trying to free myself.
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Post by Thursday on Feb 27, 2006 20:33:25 GMT -5
I had almost completely untied myself when I heard a sound that made my blood run cold. It was the sound of footsteps on the stairs.. but this time it sounded like two people.
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