Kidnap!

[Gamerbird]

It had just struck 3:30. We was in Double Chemistry, we had been doing flame tests.

I was happy because he had forgotten about us giving our coursework in.

Little did I know that was thing I should be least worried about.

 

As I made my way out of the school, I was approached by my friend.

‘How much revision have you done for the Maths Exam tomorrow?’

‘Damn! I had forgotten about that! I will probably do some tonight.’

‘Alright, see you tomorrow’.

 

Just another thing to add to it. I had a Maths exam tomorrow that I had forgotten all about.

I started to make my way home and I had just passed the first school when I was approached by a man asking for directions.

‘Could you tell me the way to the Boars Head pub please?’

‘Well you take.....’

He had pulled me in to his car, gagging me with a piece of cloth he had in there.

He quickly drove down the road, nearly knocking over some of my friends.

 

It was about a 20 minute drive till he stopped.

He told me that I was going to be held hostage until he had got £50,000 from my parents and I would give him there address or he would tear one of my ligaments off.

He didn’t goes as far to say which but I quickly accepted.

 

As he took the gag of my mouth, he asked me for my address.

I stupidly told him as he wrote it down.

As he ushered me in to the attic, I asked what was going to happen.

All he did was smirk at me and push me in to the attic, cutting my face in the process.

 

Over the next week or so, I lost count of the time I was in the attic; he would occasionally open the passage in the ceiling to the attic, passing me some left over food through. I got tired of waiting for my parents to give in to his demands, so I started rummaging through his belongings that were in his attic.

 

As I opened one of the many box’s strewn about in there, I found a blunt axe.

This was my chance.

I waited till he eventually opened the passage again and as he did; I put the axe to his face.

He slowly climbed down the ladders used to get up there, allowing me to climb down.

 

However as I got down the ladders, he attempted to push me down the stairs.

I quickly dodged his push. As he steadied himself I swung the axe, cutting in to his chest.

He fell to the floor like a tree. I slowly hacked at his body making sure he didn’t get back up.

Blood covered the blade of the axe and my clothes, splattered up the walls, slowly dripping down.

As I stood watching him take his final breath, the police broke through the door.

At the first sight of the blood and corpse lying on the floor, they shot on sight.

 

When my parents came to identify the corpse, they found the body of the man lying next to mine.

My corpse lay there, with a smirk on my face, with blood over my eyes.

The police told them that they assumed I was the man who kidnapped me in the first place.

This was not the end of my story, but I shall save that for another time.....

[josh900]

another dark one aaron?oh well.it's still good.

[Gamerbird]

Yeah, its the sort of stuff I know and can only seem to write.

Also thanks!

[wasder]

Another excellent story. Dark, once again, but that's no bad thing. In fact, if you hadn't written so much dark stuff I probably wouldn't have written my light happy tale about some random tramp. :biggrin: :thumbsup: :thanks:

[Gamerbird]

Thanks Wasder. Well dark is what I am good out so I keep with it!

This is in the small book I have made.

Although another version needs to be made due to a problem I found.