I can’t move, I blink slowly, trying to focus as the world tilts strangely.
I hear something distant, some voices and muffled footsteps getting closer. I try to turn to check on Aaron but my head feels very heavy, so so heavy it feels like I’m drowning under water.
My eyes try to track the sound outside but everything is slipping and my head throbs.
Each heartbeat making it worse. I try to move my hand but it barely twitches.
The door.....i think they’re at the door, the footsteps stop right outside.
My chest rises so quickly I think I’m going to have a heart attack, which dims my vision further.
The last thing I hear...is the sound of the car door being yanked open and footsteps approaching.
Aaron....aaron I...I need to help him, we need to get away from here I chant in my head as I weakly try to lift my head but then....... everything goes black.
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When I come to, it fees like somethings is dragging me back, like I’m being pulled up through thick water.
My head is the first thing I feel. Theres a deep pounding pain sitting right behind my eyes like it’s trying to split my skull open from the inside.
I let out a small sound before I can stop myself. But it barely comes out cause my throat feels dry.
Slowly everythibg else follows in pieces. Thee cold against my skin, the stiffness in my neck, rhe dull ache running down my arm, and my fingers.....my fingers feel... numb.
I blink or at least I try to.....even my eyelids feel heavy like they just don’t want to open.
And when they finally do, everything is blurred, nothing is clear.
I breath in slowly....the air smelling ... stale.
My chest rises, falls so fast, I have to force it to slow down as my vision swims and the room tilts slightly. I swallow hard, fighting the nausea that creeps up my throat.
"Okay..." I whisper.
My voice sounds weak and barely there.
I don’t move yet....i....i can’t, not when everything feels like it’s shifting so I focus on breathing.
Just that.
In. Out. In.Out.
It takes a while. I don’t know how long, minutes maybe?time feels off. But slowly... very slowly... things start to settle as the spinning eases just a little and the blur starts to thin. Nit completely but enough.....enough for me to start noticing things.
The first thing... i can’t move my arms.
My breath stutters as I try again, still nothing as my wrists strain slightly, pulling instinctively. Something digs into my skin tightly. I try to look down and even that takes effort as my head protests immediately, a sharp wave of pain forcing a hiss out of me.
But I push through it and that’s when I see it.there’s a rope tied tightly around my wrists.
My stomach drops. No. No, no.....
My legs, I try to move them but same thing, they are bound tightly.
My heart starts racing again so fast it’s only the sound of it fills my ears.
"Fuck..." I whisper, panic starting to creeping in.
Ive been kidnapped....the realization feels unreal.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."
My breathing picks up again, coming fast and unevenly.
"Okay...okay, calm down," I whisper quickly, almost like I’m talking to someone else.
"Calm down, Elaine. Just.....just calm the fuck down."

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