Chapter One: The Kidnapping

𝐀𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐲.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞: 𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞

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-Past Time-

𝐌𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐡. 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭.

𝐖𝐡𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤? 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲, 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫.

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-Present Time-

-Celeste's Perspective-

Keith: Celeste, I have a question.

Celeste: Yeah what is it?

Keith: Do you love me?

Celeste: You know I do! Why do you ask?

Keith: No reason...

Celeste: Come on Keith! You can tell me anything!

Keith: Alright, alright. It's just, I keep catching that dude next door staring at you just like his life depends on it.

Celeste: Keith you do know I have nothing going on with him.

Keith: Yeah but I don't want him looking at what's mine!

Celeste: Well just know that I am forever loyal to you! Forget him.

Keith: That's why I love you! But anyway, I have to go to work so I'll see you later!

Celeste: Alright, see you later baby!

Keith walks out and locks the front door.

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-Keith's Perspective-

This dude has no business looking at my girlfriend like that. Doesn't he have any respect for our relationship? Work can wait for a little longer.

*ding dong*

I ring the doorbell to the house beside us and wait for him to answer. Around 30 seconds later, A tall man opens the door.

Isiah: Oh you're the neighbor. Can I help you?

Keith: I would like to ask you to stop looking at my girlfriend the way you look at her. It's just disrespectful and I think you owe me an apology.

Isiah: I'm sorry but who's your girlfriend?

Keith: The girl with long black hair that goes to her waist. She's usually with me.

Isiah: Oh! That's my bad! I had no idea that was your girlfriend.

Keith: Alright I'm glad it's clear. But anyway I have to head to work now.

Isiah: No why don't you come in and have a quick drink with me!

Keith: I don't think I have time, I start work in 30 minutes and I still have to drive there.

Isiah: Alright, we can just do one drink, and then you can go.

Keith: Well I haven't had alcohol in forever so I guess I'll join. But it has to be quick.

His house was very fancy and well decorated. I'd expected something creepier seeing as he's a weirdo who likes staring at my girlfriend's boobs.

Isiah: Please sit on the couch, I'll be right down with the wine.

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-Isiah's Perspective-

This is my one chance. He's on the couch which is the closest he's ever been to me. I saved something just for a special occasion like this. GBH. It's a powder that will force him to lose consciences long enough for me to tie him up in my basement.

I slip open the powder and season some into his cup of wine. Then I head back downstairs where I find him still sitting on the couch.

Isiah: Got the drinks!

Keith: Thanks.

I sit down and wait for the effects to kick in.

Keith: Aren't you gonna drink some too? This is is some 5 star worthy stuff.

Isiah: Oh, yeah.

I didn't drug mine so I should be completely fine. I just hope he doesn't decide to leave before the drug starts wearing in.

Keith: What's in this stuff?

My mind suddenly shifts back to reality.

Isiah: In the wine?

Keith: Yeah, it kinda has a weird after taste.

Isiah: Really??

Keith: Yeah, I think I'm gonna go use the restroom.

Isiah: All right. It's upstairs to the left at the very end.

As he walks away, I can only think of one thing. My plan is working. I turn around to see if he's gone and I see him limping over halfway up the stairs.

Mike: I think I'm gonna puke...

Can't have him doing that. I walk to the dining room and grab the glass vase off the table. Then, I walk back to the stairs to find him crouched over.

Isiah: Sorry I have to do this.

Keith: Do what?

He turns around to face me and then...

*CRASH*

I hit him across the head with the vase and blood flies everywhere. My favorite sight. He slides down the stairs unconscious.

Isiah: That sight never gets old...

I drag him down into the basement, creating a line of blood along the carpet. Once there, I tie his hands, feet, and waist to a chair and leave him in the darkness. Now all that's left to do, is get Celeste.

But first, this blood needs to go.

-𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤-