Chapter 03: Kidnapped

Mia's Point Of View

When I woke up, my head was pounding.  I groaned, turning over and hearing my phone going off. Slowly, I sat up, seeing that I was wearing my clothes from last night in my bed along with my shoes. Weird. I grabbed my phone, seeing at least 85 missed calls from Charlie, and that's when I remembered everything.

I got off my bed took my shoes off and then walked into my bathroom stripping completely naked and then stepped inside to take a long warm one. My eyes started watering as I thought about what I had seen last night. My best friend and my boyfriend had sex while completely lying and manipulating me. How can they be so evil? Especially to me.

The first thing I did was take a painkiller for my headache and then take a shower. I got out and then found an outfit to wear to the store for groceries. Suddenly I remembered the guy who gave me a ride home. I was close to being shit-faced drunk, but I still remember small details about last night, but after I got in the car, I don't remember anything. Thank God that guy wasn't weird.

As soon as I grabbed everything I needed, I left out of my apartment with my keys. I walked to the bus stop and then took the bus to the grocery store. While I was shopping, it felt as if someone was watching me. The last time I reported it, the police said everything was fine, but I still feel so unsafe when I leave the safety of my apartment. Every aisle I walked down, I felt it, but when I turned around, no one was paying attention to me.

Feeling uncomfortable, I set the basket down and began to walk out of the store. Why am I so paranoid? This isn't the first time I feel like I've been followed. It was happening a lot, but I tried to ignore it. I walked down the street away from the store and turned to look to see no one, but when I turned back around, I bumped into a hard chest. I looked up, to see the guy from the train. He is also the guy that brought me home last night.

"Why do you like you've seen a ghost?" He asked me with a smile on his face.

"No, um, it's so weird. I feel like someone is following me and watching me, but maybe I'm paranoid" I said to him, sighing.

"Where are you heading to?" He asked me

"Another grocery store. Also, thank you for taking me home last night" I said to him

"No worries. You want me to walk you to the store?" He asked me. I hesitated at first, then nodded.

"Yes, thank you," I said to him.

"Come on," He said to me

"What's your name?" I asked him

"I'm Christian. Yours?" He asked

"I'm Mia. Not short for anything," I said to him. He chuckled.

We started walking down the street, then he turned down an alley. It wasn't scary, but I know for a fact that I wouldn't walk here at night. As we got closer to the other side, a black SUV stopped there and men got out wearing suits. I began to get confused when the guy, Christian, gave them a nod.

"What is this?" I asked as the guys started making their way toward me and I backed away only to bump into someone else. I turned around and whoa.

"Solo la moglie perfetta," The stranger before me, said, and then a cloth went over my face before I got the chance to breathe. The moment I inhaled, my vision began to get blurry and I could barely put it all together.

Pitch black. That's all I saw.

•

8 hours later

When I woke up, my head was throbbing, and I realized I was in a bed. I slowly got up and then opened my eyes to see the same guy whom I bumped into, and that's when I remembered. I was kidnapped. Play it cool, Mia. Don't be stupid. They might kill you. He wasn't looking at me as he was busy on a laptop.

"Where am I?" I asked, keeping my voice steady. He looked up from his laptop with his gray eyes staring into mine.

"On a plane to Italy," He said. I laughed because he had to be joking.

"You're joking right?" I asked, jumping down from the bed, then realized it wasn't an actual bedroom that I was in.

"What is it with you Americans? You think everything is a joke until you're actually on the verge of dying," He said to me, and I realized he was also Italian.

"I'm not American, I am Mexican," I said to him.

"Whatever you say, piccolo ragazza," He said to me. I remembered the other thing he said, then my eyes started stinging with tears.

"You're going to kill me?" I asked him

"Not unless you give me a reason to." He said, going back to his laptop.

"What do you want with me?" I asked him

"I needed a wife and you're the perfect victim. I just hope you're not stupid enough to get yourself killed," He said. Wife? Excuse me?

"Listen, back the hell up a little bit. I will not be forced to marry you or anyone for that matter, so you might as well throw me out because I will not marry you. Men are so disgusting and think they can use women as objects. Well, not this one," I said angrily. He set his laptop aside and then looked at me with a stone-cold face.

"I don't care if you like it or not. We get married in one month and if you're willing to gamble with your life then so be it. You'll be nothing but a bunch of dead cells. Now shut your mouth so I can work. Your voice is annoying me," He stated, then went back to what the hell he was doing.

Tears started rolling down my cheeks as I glared at him angrily. I wish this plane would crash and kill us all. Well, they and I can walk away without a scratch. How can he just kidnap me like that? As if I don't have families and people who will miss me. How evil can they be?

"I have a family, you know. Both parents and a little brother. They will be looking for me" I said to him sniffling. He ignored me.

"Can you at least let me go? I won't say anything, and I'm not emotionally stable either. See, I just walked in on my best friend and my boyfriend sleeping together last night. I haven't even had a moment to be sad because I was drunk last night, and now you kidnapped me," I said to him. I got ignored again.

"What happens when my parents call home, and I'm not answering? They will file a missing person report and the whole city of Washington will be looking for me" I said again.

"Your parents believe you're in Hawaii because of heartbreak and betrayal, so you quit your job via email, telling your boss how sorry you are and that your mental state couldn't handle the stress of being his assistant. You moved out of your apartment and your stuff is in storage. No one will see you missing, just a heartbroken, impulsive little girl who ran away from her problems. Now shut your mouth," He demanded

"Fuck you. I hate you and I wish this plane would crash and kill you and everyone on it!" I yelled. He stood up, took his laptop, and walked away. I got up following him, and then my mind told me to punch him, so I did. He stopped dead in his tracks and turned to me.

"You're starting to fucking piss me off, little girl. Go sit down!" He yelled at me

"Don't tell me what to do. I wanna go home," I said, then broke into tears. This is not the life I want. I'd never choose this life.

"You'll be home in a few hours," He said, then walked away.

I walked back to the room we were previously in and sat down on the bed. No way I was going to keep crying about this. This is what I meant when I said men are so entitled and territorial for the wrong reasons. Why couldn't someone else without a life get kidnapped? I just had to be the unlucky one.

Now, what am I going to do? I didn't want to be this man's wife, nor did I want to die. He looked so evil. I love my life very much, and all of this is so messed up. Despite being cheated on, I still had things to live for. I wanted kids and a family one day. I wanted to be able to have a happy life, not one where I was kidnapped and forced into a life that I didn't want. Tears ran down my face rapidly, and my cries turned into painful sobs. 

Lord, please help me.