Your Knife My Back, My Gun Your Head

He got into the house. Everyone was asleep, he knew that. He had been watching the family for ages. He knew every single habit they had, every single thing they do in the morning, every single thing they do in the evening, everything. And today, today was the day he had been waiting for in two years. The day their beautiful daughter turned 18. This was the day their beautiful daughter was going missing for four years. This was it.
He got upstairs to her room without a sound. This was it.
He got inside the room quick. He had to be quick, she couldn’t wake up now. He would be caught. And that was not going too happened! He got his plan right in front of him, study the family, kidnap the girl, do what was needed to do, give her back with permanent psychology wounds. And maybe, if he was in the moods, physically wounds as well!
He took out the little piece of fabric soaked with chloroform. Walked slowly and quiet to the girls bed. This was it. He lowers the fabric slowly over her mouth and nose. As soon as the fabric touches her she wake up. Shit. This was not according to plan! He took both his hands over her mouth and nose. The fabric pressing hard against her face. She had to inhale it. She had to. After a couple of minutes she had fainted. Very well. Now the hard part. Getting her out without waking the other persons in the house. He picked her almost dead body up.
He took her arms around his neck, resting the rest of her body on his back. It was pretty easy as he was much bigger than her. Then he walked downstairs. Just as quick as quiet as when he got inside. He had parked his car on the other side of the small playground outside their house. This was it. He walked as fast as he could over the playground. Making sure no one saw him. As soon as he got to the car he sat her careful inside. She was going in the back. He took on her seat belt and made sure she was ok. She was going to be his guest for another four years, so she had to be alright! He got into the driver seat. Everything according to plan now. This was perfect. This was it.

He drove home, a big old house with old yellow paint coming off the walls.
The plants were taking over some parts of the house. The garden was out of control. He get out of the car as soon as he park in a little shed in the forest behind the house.
He take out the girl and take her inside his home. The first room was a big open hall with two big stairs coming down in it. And on each side of the stairs it was long black corridors.
The walls in the hall was filled withhold photos and paintings.
He walked into the corridor on the right. It was a long corridor filled with old pictures of people living here before hundreds of years ago. Some of them more or less disturbing.
He walked to the fifth door to the left.
This was her room.
It was an all-white room. No windows. One bed in a corner. And just a suitcase with small boxes and clothes in it. He laid her down in the bed, wrapping her in blankets.
“Sleep well my dear”. Then he left and locked the room.

Notes

First Chapter! Yay ^_^
hope you like it so far! will be adding more chapters this week! (or later today!)

~FaboulousKilljoy