Chapter 13

Chapter 13

The next day I woke with the sound like someone is banging at my door or more like trying to break it. I stepped out of bed making my way to my front door trying to listen if the person who is there. Is it some bank people here to collect money? This early?

When I found no sound of some talking on the other end I opened the door to find a huge guy standing in front of me wearing all black. He looked like he came directly from the man in the black movie.

"Yes, what do you want Mr. Men in black," I asked opening my door a little more. I was not wearing much, just a huge shirt which came to my knees. but I right now don't give a dam on it.

I was not able to say much when that hunky bunky guy stepped up and covered my face with a cloth. I tried to fight and not to breathe but after a couple of seconds my lungs started to give up making it hard not to breathe but I did eventually.

My body became tired and my eyes started to drop and in a few seconds, I was out. My last thoughts before everything went blank where I'm in big trouble.

After I don't know how long I start feeling my limbs and bones. I can hear someone speaking but I can't make out who it was! How far that person is standing from me. But I stayed calm in hope that person will move away and I can escape. My plan of escape diminished when that voice becomes loud with every word. Now I can also hear footsteps coming my way scaring me to death. "I'm about to die" was the only word replaying in my brain.

"I know you are awake, So stop pretending and open your eyes so my boss can have some words with you," the stranger's voice said to me.

How the hell does this person know that I'm awake!

Is he a mind reader or something? I hope not?

I start to open my eyes slowly and a lot of things came into my view. I was in some office-type room, lying on a big sofa. The walls were peach and white and the furniture looks quite expensive.

Slowly I was taking in everything and in the end, my eyes landed on that voice who might be the culprit or a part of this plan. I looked him up and down he was the same man in a black guy who kidnapped me.

I jumped off the couch grabbing the first thing which I can grab as my protection shield which unfortunately was a pillow right now, but anything is better than nothing right? That hunky bunk guy looked at me with an amusing expression "I'm not going to harm you miss so you can calm down and drink some water," he offered.

I gave that glass a suspicious look and then averted my gaze to the hand owner who was holding the glass "How can I believe you? You were the one who kidnapped me from my house! you could be a drug dealer, Or a stalker, or a human trafficker?" I asked going all defensive on him.

"I am not a drug dealer Ms. Oxford, I'm a bodyguard. What I did at your house was a task given to me by my boss. So, I would like you to calm down, my boss will be here in a few minutes" he claimed. Placing the glass down, he stepped away from it.

I gave him another suspicious look but I was thirsty and my throat felt like sandpaper. So I gave in anyway, but before I drank the water, I picked up the glass smelling it first in the hope to detect any smell which indicate that the water was contaminated with anything, But there was none so I took my first sip then another and within a second, I drowned that glass like I was a thirsty crow, and placed the glass back on the table, never letting my guards down in the whole process.

When I looked up that guy was gone leaving me alone in that room "I think he is gone so maybe I should run," I spoke in the air "God maybe I'm dreaming or something but this cannot be a dream. I think I really am going mad or something and why am I talking to myself," I asked myself this question. but I know, I am not going to get an answer.

I hate that my brain is not at all helping me right now. I must be too hazy to not think of an escape plan. what can I do to get out of here? Scanning the whole room like a hawk. my eyes only find one escape.

That escape is only the wooden door itself. I sigh taking my seat back on the couch. I wish I could just punch whoever is the boos of that 'Men In Black". It would be so easy to do if that 'Mysterious boss' show his face.

I swear I would give him peace of my mind. served with my good old punch in the gut. it was lethargic to think that people in the world would kidnap me. Why did he kidnap me?

My train of thoughts and talk was interrupted by the doorknob jiggling sound and I was back in my position of fighting with my pillow. I cursed myself for not grabbing anything useful by now.

The person who so ever was on the other end came in and my jaw dropped, literally on the floor when I saw the real culprit behind my miserable position and the only thing which left my mouth was a shout stopping that person in his track.

"You!" Was the one and only word which came from my mouth.