This had to be some sort of sick joke, it just had to be. There was no way that Tyler, the guy that she'd been talking to for the past six months, was the man sitting in the front seat of the truck. Kaylee exhaled slowly, bending down to bury her face into her hands. Maybe if she played up her emotions, Jeffrey would begin to feel bad and let her go. It was a stretch, Kaylee knew, but she was hopeful because she thought it was the only real chance she had left.
Kaylee froze when the vehicle pulled to a stop, wondering what was to come. She didn't feel brave enough to speak so she stayed silent, listening to the sounds of Jeffrey climbing out of the vehicle. For the briefest of moments, she wondered if she should try to make a run for it but she didn't think she would get very far. Having to climb into the front seat and all.
Her stomach dropped to her feet as she was pulled inside the home, her steps calculated as she inched forward. Without being to see and certainly not trusting Jeffrey, Kaylee was afraid to fall. Did she really want to take it off? Tugging the blindfold from her face, Kaylee turned her head to the side, refusing to look up to Jeffrey. She could feel his eyes trained on her and it made her want to do nothing more than to disappear.
November 22nd, 2016 at 01:54am