Postby Megan » Thu Jan 24, 2013 6:45 pm
I could see her moving around in front of me and even when she wasn't right there I could still hear her. After a few minutes of moving around there was a video camera in front of me. So that's what she meant by a little present. Great, I don't want my mom to have to see this. Jackson would be home tonight so he'd see it also. But not dad. He's still over in Afghanistan. He was supposed to be home this weekend in time for my game on Friday. It was going to be my first high school game he would get to see. But I don't care about the game honestly. I haven't seen my dad in 7 months in person and I was looking so forward to seeing him, but now I'm here. Not knowing what's going to happen or when. I've honestly never felt so fragile in my entire life. Dad always told me while that even though Jackson was there and he'd be back, that I needed to look after mom, be the man of the house. But here, I can't do that. I'm not in charge of anything in my life as of right now.
The tape across my mouth prevented me from saying anything. I just wanted to know what this was all about. I mean, seriously. There has to be some reason to kidnap a 17 year old boy. The bad thing was I couldn't even overpower a girl. Who looks to be about half my size. If my dad was here right now, he'd tell me to man up and figure it out. But I really don't know what to do right now. My hands were taped behind my back. It felt as if they were going to fall off. Not because of circulation but because of the fact it's so uncomfortable to just be sitting here with your arms behind your back. I can freely move my legs. Maybe if she gets close enough I can knock her over and if I'm lucky maybe knock her out. Then I'll pull around till this duct tape comes off, then run like hell.
Wait, she said she was sad that I didn't remember her. Where do I know her from?? Seriously, this information would be good if I knew who the hell she was. That chilling high pitched voice, how can I not, Oh my gosh. I know who she is.
"Jake darling, if you're quiet and promise not to scream, I'll take off the tape. Alright?"
I nodded in agreement. She took it off, well more like ripped it off.
"Now, are you going to be a good boy and not be rude to a lady? You can answer."
"Yeah, I will Jennifer."
"Oh goody, you finally remembered who I was! I thought you forgot me after all these years Jakey!"
"I thought you moved to Texas. And were in jail or something."
"Well, you thought wrong about the jail or something. I did move to Texas after your dad said we couldn't be together."
"You were only like 15 at the time. And he's married. And plus he's old enough to be your dad. And he has 2 kids. One of who you deliberately dated in order to be able to spend time with my dad. And baby sat the other to try to get in the house. I wonder why he said no.."
"You aren't as sweet and adorable as you were then. I honestly can say I liked you better when you were 10."
She went behind the camera and told me to look at it. She hit a button and said talk.
"Mom, dad. It's Jennifer my old babysitter. And Jackson's crazy psycho ex girlfriend who was in love with dad. She's still crazy. Obviously since she kidnapped me."
She hit the button and came over in front of me. Crouching she grabbed me by the chin.
"I like you better with your mouth taped shut. So if that's how we want to do this, we can. I'll just talk. Yeah I like that idea." She grabbed the tape and went to put it up to my face. I jerked away and got a hard smack to the face. The ring on her finger dug in and pulled, making me able to feel the blood on my face. She then proceeded in wrapping the tape around my head getting it stuck in my hair as she went. Five.. Six times around my head and she was finally satisfied. She went back over to the camera and hit the record button again.
"Mr. and Mrs. Roberts, as you can see I have your son. I don't want money. I just want to see you suffer as much as I did without the one I love. No amount of money can get Jake back. Don't call the police or FBI or anyone. Jake missing doesn't regard them. It really only is between Mr. Roberts, Ted, it's me you and your son Once you find out how to get your son back Mr. Roberts, he'll be safe here with me. But each day, he will be hurt in some way. Just know that this is now in your hands, ball is in your court. Or better yet, it's your decision, are you going t otake the risk on running the ball or take the knee Lieutenant?"