Only a few chaps left! booo! *sad*

Chapter 9

I race down the road. Pedal. Pedal. Pedal. Cross road! No, stay on this road. But- No buts me! I bike for about an hour after that.

"All around the Mulberry bush. The monkey chased the weasel. The monkey thought 'Twas all in fun' So pop goes the weasel!" I sang. I hear a car, coming, in the distance.

No! Not James or Jim! Please! I want to go home! Not back to that filthy place they call a home! I hate it there. I pedal faster. I start to hear the car die down. I slow my pedaling. I hear the car closer. I go faster. It dies down. I go slower. I hear it closer. I speed up and this time, I don't slow down.

I go for another 15 minutes, then I start to lose energy. I start to slow. Soon after I hear the car getting louder. I'm in so much trouble if it is Jim and James. Must keep going. Don't want to go back to that thing. IDEA! I pull to the side of the road, lay the bike down flat, Take off the backpack and pull out some food. I start to munch on a banana I took. My back is facing the road.

I hear the car stop and two doors slam. Jim, James! I'm in trouble. RUN! I stand up quickly. I turn just to make sure it is them. Sure enough, it's them.

"Decided to run did ya?" James sneers. Evil little man!

"So what if I did?" I shoot back. I drop the banana.

"Stealing too I see." James shoots back.

"You stole me." I counter.

"So, no one is going to find out. I have your parents fooled. I went to visit them. They think it was whoever took Lydia! Suckers! They'll never find you! EVER!" He shouts. The last word scares me.

"So, how much trouble am I in?" I change the subject.

"Much. You will get bound, then locked in a room with no windows. You will get 20 minutes to move around, go to the restroom, and eat. 5 times a day. You will get to go outside once a month, and your never leaving the property again." James stops at the sound of a car. Run! I scream on the inside.

I turn and bolt!

"Oh no you don't! Jim! Get her!" James yells. I hear a door slam and I know James got into the car.

"AHHHHHHH!" I yell still running. A few seconds later I dare to look back. Jim is 5 feet behind me, and James is now passing me in the car. As I look forward again I see that James has parked the car in my way, 10 yards up. James walks into the road to block my path that way. As I slow down, having given up I look back again. Where is that car? I realize I'm on the other side of a hill! The car can't see us! Jim walks up to me and grabs my arm, then he too stops.

Silence. Slam!

"HELP!" I scream at the top of my lungs.

"Stupid girl." James mumbles running up to me and covering my mouth.

We hear a car start up. YES! NO! James has picked me up, with his hand still over my mouth, and is running me to the car. I Hate You James! I start to struggle. Must stay out of the car! That doesn't work... As I get chucked into the back of the James' car I see the other car pull up. It is a police car and it has my parents in it. Mom! Dad!

"James!" I order. "Let me go! my parents are right there! So let me go!"

"No! I have a ski mask and a gun, so no!" James says starting the car and driving off.

Not again!

A/N: hey, so we are reaching the end of this story. Sorry, but it must happen some time... But guess what! I'll start another story soon after!