Whatever Happened To Whatsername?, chapter 7
COMPANION STORY
I started screaming as some stranger put his hand over my mouth, and started dragging me towards the boot of his car. He tied my hands and feet together and threw me into the boot and closed the lid, it smelt musty, and of old fast food. I kicked and screamed as much as I could, but nothing could save me now, I was locked in a boot, with some maniac driving through the streets of Sydney, no one would hear me, and I wouldn't be able to open the boot.
A short while later I woke up in some place, it smelt clean and everything, but there was one problem. I was chained to the bed. A strange man walked into the room. I had seen him before and I was thinking where I had seen him. Then it came to me, this was that boy's dad who abused him, and tried to kill him. I started panicking; sweating, and my heart started beating faster. The man had a smile on his face. It was a sick twisted smile, and he was holding a strange kind of container, like one of those ones they have on needles. Then I saw him put a needle into the front of the container, and he came over to me, and tried to inject it into me, but I pulled my foot up and kicked him in the head. It was a pretty strong kick, and then that's when I saw him laying, knocked out, on the ground.
I pulled out my hairpin with my free hand and tried to pick the lock on the handcuffs, about half an hour later I set myself free, but the man had started to wake up. I quickly ran over to the door, slammed it shut and ran up the stairs. I heard the man calling my name and banging on the door. I screamed and ran out the front door, and discovered a car, but when I went to get in there was a strange box attached to the front door, making a humming sound. It was a bomb! The man didn't want me to leave, but I saw an old bike lying against the house, so I jumped on it and drove down the rickety old country road. I was somewhere in the middle of a forest. Eventually I came to the end of the road. There was hardly any traffic on it, so I ditched the bike and made a run for it. I could hear a car coming from up the road behind me. I screamed again and ran towards the nearest house and frantically knocked on the door. A woman answered, and I tried explaining to her what had happened. "Help! He's after me!" I said to the woman,
"Oh dear, come in!" the woman said,
So I walked into the woman's house and sat down at a table. She gave me a hot chocolate and a biscuit. "So tell me what's happened," said the woman.
"Well, I'm from Sydney, but this man abducted me and tied me up in a house down that road, I don't know why," I said shakily,
"Well I better call the police!" she said,
"Ok, I think my mum lives around here, maybe call her too, here's her number," I replied. So I gave the woman my mother's number and she called her. She said she would be right over to pick me up. Then the woman phoned the police and they said they'd keep an eye out.
I started screaming as some stranger put his hand over my mouth, and started dragging me towards the boot of his car. He tied my hands and feet together and threw me into the boot and closed the lid, it smelt musty, and of old fast food. I kicked and screamed as much as I could, but nothing could save me now, I was locked in a boot, with some maniac driving through the streets of Sydney, no one would hear me, and I wouldn't be able to open the boot.
A short while later I woke up in some place, it smelt clean and everything, but there was one problem. I was chained to the bed. A strange man walked into the room. I had seen him before and I was thinking where I had seen him. Then it came to me, this was that boy's dad who abused him, and tried to kill him. I started panicking; sweating, and my heart started beating faster. The man had a smile on his face. It was a sick twisted smile, and he was holding a strange kind of container, like one of those ones they have on needles. Then I saw him put a needle into the front of the container, and he came over to me, and tried to inject it into me, but I pulled my foot up and kicked him in the head. It was a pretty strong kick, and then that's when I saw him laying, knocked out, on the ground.
I pulled out my hairpin with my free hand and tried to pick the lock on the handcuffs, about half an hour later I set myself free, but the man had started to wake up. I quickly ran over to the door, slammed it shut and ran up the stairs. I heard the man calling my name and banging on the door. I screamed and ran out the front door, and discovered a car, but when I went to get in there was a strange box attached to the front door, making a humming sound. It was a bomb! The man didn't want me to leave, but I saw an old bike lying against the house, so I jumped on it and drove down the rickety old country road. I was somewhere in the middle of a forest. Eventually I came to the end of the road. There was hardly any traffic on it, so I ditched the bike and made a run for it. I could hear a car coming from up the road behind me. I screamed again and ran towards the nearest house and frantically knocked on the door. A woman answered, and I tried explaining to her what had happened. "Help! He's after me!" I said to the woman,
"Oh dear, come in!" the woman said,
So I walked into the woman's house and sat down at a table. She gave me a hot chocolate and a biscuit. "So tell me what's happened," said the woman.
"Well, I'm from Sydney, but this man abducted me and tied me up in a house down that road, I don't know why," I said shakily,
"Well I better call the police!" she said,
"Ok, I think my mum lives around here, maybe call her too, here's her number," I replied. So I gave the woman my mother's number and she called her. She said she would be right over to pick me up. Then the woman phoned the police and they said they'd keep an eye out.
