Tamara POV
“Marian, I will be fine,” I assured her for the tenth time.
After my encountered with Rodney's mom the other day, I couldn't go to the grocery store again, I had to go back inside.
And right now, I really wanted to go to the grocery store, but Marian wouldn't allow me to. “I will be done with the dishes soon; we should go together” She says indifferently and turned to the faucet immediately. I frowned. Why is she like this, huh? “I really can handle it Marian, don't worry” I pout while moving closer to her. She tilted her head to my direction and I quickly flashed her a sweet smile.
She heaved a heavy sigh before handing the list to me; together with some cash.
“Please don't stay long, ma'am,” She pleaded with a concerned look. I nodded curtly and scurried out the kitchen.
I covered my eyes with my hand to prevent the sun from penetrating into my eyes.
For goodness’s sake!
Were the cabs on break or something?
I took a few steps away from where I was standing, murmuring to myself. I was exhausted.
I was thinking if I should just go in already when a car suddenly pulled up in front of me, roughly.
I made to turn my back when a guy in a mask suddenly alighted from the car.
What's going on?
Who's he?
I hastened my steps towards the mansion, but I could hear his walking steps following behind me.
Oh, no!
I made to run, but he caught me by the arm, and before I could let out a scream, he pressed a handkerchief to my nose.
What?
I tried opening my eyes, but I couldn't and in no time, I felt myself in a forceful arm.
Rodney POV
“Hold on… Are you trying to tell me Tamara has left this house since noon?” I asked her calmly, and she nodded, staring at her feet.
“Are you crazy?” I yelled at her, causing her to flinch. “Why would you allow her to go all by herself if she had insisted? Huh,” I growled, and she took a step backward.
“I tried… to stop…her sir” she stuttered and that made me more furious. “I warned you, didn't I? I told you never to even allow her to wash a spoon, and you are here telling me she went to the grocery store all by herself?” I questioned, but she only whimpered.
“Now listen and listen good, if Tamara doesn't return to this house tonight, you so are dead; believe me” I threatened ferociously and with another hard glare I shot her, I took the stairs to my room.
Where could she have gone?
Or was she mad at me?
Damn!
I ruffled my hair while I pace back and forth.
“What do I do?” I muttered as I stare into space.
I glanced over at the wall clock; 8:30pm.
Good.
I grabbed a car key and hurried out of my room.
I watched Blondie as she shut the transparent door behind her and absentmindedly tucked her loose strand of hair behind her ear.
She started walking away, probably heading home; I guessed it's her closing hour already.
Without wasting time, I came down from my car and rushed towards her.
“Hey” I called, she stopped walking and turned back. She was stunned for a moment.”Mr. Rodney?” She called unsure, and I nodded as I moved closer to her.
“Uhm, where do I start from?” I asked as I rubbed my temple.
“Is there a problem?” She asked, alarmed, and I breathe out deeply.
We both sat in my car, I just delivered all what Marian narrated to me.
She looked so confused as she stared at my face. “You mean to say Tamara is not home yet?” She asked in a very low voice, but I couldn't even reply as I just glare at the steering.
Suddenly, she screamed. I took a glance out the window before covering her mouth with my right palm, “What's your problem?” I, half yelled silently. “Where do you keep, Mara?” She asked instead. I furrowed my brows. “What do you mean?” I returned the question.
“I said where on earth do you keep my friend?” She yelled this time, and believe me; I had to resist the urge to slap her very hard right now.
“Have you gone deaf?”
“Didn't you hear all I explained to you?” I asked her, getting pissed already.
“I came to you to seek a solution because you are her closest friend you might know where she is, and you are here accusing me,” I further said, suppressing my anger. She drew in a long breath and breathe out heavily.
“We should inform the cops” She suggested calmly, after a momentary silence.
“They won't do anything till it's over Twenty-four hours, remember?” I reminded as I shove a hand into my hair. She nodded. “ But we can't just sit back and watch, right?” She asked with fear written all over her face.
F*ck!
I hit my fist against the steering.
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I squinted my eyes open with my head pounding very hard.
When did I fall asleep? I thought, while taking a glance around my environment. Fear gripped me as I quickly sprang to my feet.
It was a very dark place; not even a tiny ray of light. Where's this place?
Everything flashed through my head and without been told; I'm being abducted.
But why?
I haven't done anything wrong to any masked guy, why would he kidnap me?
Without thinking twice, I screamed.
“Help!”
“Is anyone out there?” I shouted as I pummeled my fist against the wooden wall.
“Help”
“I didn't do anything wrong, please” I pleaded tearfully as I crouched to the floor.
I heard the door suddenly creaked open, and I quickly stood to my feet.
“Slutty princess” I heard a deep and manly voice.
Hold on,
Not just a man voice, I recognized that voice.
It sounded so familiar.
“How have you been, princess?” I heard him say again. It was really him.
My hearts ache painfully while I managed to
mumble “Father” He switched on the lights and I could feel my heart jumped out of my chest at his sight.
A smirk ran all over his face as he ambled to where I was standing, shivering with fear.
Oh, Lord.!