Chapter 1
( Walks into his workplace and sees a note on the table, looks around to see if the person who dropped it was nearby but could not find anyone). What is this? Someone put a note on my table. Who wrote this ? I have never seen this handwriting before. It’s not so familiar. Let’s see what it is about. ‘’ If you want to save your younger sister, you should come to the park behind your house by 4:00 pm prompt ,if you are 1 minute late consider your sister dead’’. What ! My sister, how ? How was this person able to pick her from school? My sister is not the kind of girl to follow strangers so he/she must have been someone she knew. And even the school. They shouldn't allow anyone except me and my sister and my friend to come pick her up. But my sister is sick so she couldn’t have picked her up. And my friend said he had something to do so he left a few hours ago. Who could this be? Let’s just go. What is the time ? Oh My God it is 3:30 pm. I should start going. The note says 4:00 pm and it takes about 20 mins to get home and 5 minutes to get to the park. That’s 25 minutes in total. I should hurry up. I can’t afford to be late. (Picks his bag and hurries up).
2 minutes before 4:00 pm. Just a little bit more.(Running towards the park and stumbling on his way. Almost got run down by a car). Keep running. You can’t afford to be late.
Wow! Don’t hurt yourself, pretty boy a voice says. But I couldn’t see who it was.
Ouch! My head hurts. What am I doing here? The room was too dark and I could barely see anything. When I was about to reach out for my phone to turn on the turn. Then the reality came to me. My legs and hands are tied up. I had been knocked out and tied. That’s why my head hurts but I can’t remember what happened. (Before he got knocked out he remembered someone talking to him and footsteps walking towards him and then he black out). I must have been knocked out before reaching my phone. They must have thought I wanted to call the police. Well I don’t care. I just hope my sister is alright. But wait a minute. That voice earlier sounded familiar. I just can’t pinpoint the owner of the voice. Oh well. I guess I will know sooner or later. And it seems they are not going to kill me any sooner. If not I would have been good and dead. Little sis please hold on, big brother is coming for you.
(FEW HOURS AFTER)
Uh! What is this? Food? Are they giving me food? Why do i think they are keeping me here to interrogate me. I hope they didnt put poison in this. Why are they locking me up? It’s not like I have a hidden weapon or like I am a criminal. Oh I get it, they must be keeping me here to not let me escape. But still. In this place I have lost track of time. I don’t know if a day has [passed, whether it is day or night. Oh I hear someone coming. Get out. Someone says. As he led me out of the cage into a room with just little light. Then he started asking me some questions like. What is your date of birth? How old are you? What school did you attend? Are you single or married? Where do you work? How many siblings do you have? What are the names of your parents? E.t.c. this is so confusing; why are they asking me these questions? Oh, I miss my sister. Now that i am thinking about it. I didn’t even call my sister’s school to actually confirm that she was taken or missing from school. Argh! Am so dumb! Because I was panicking about my sister, I basically lost my sense of reasoning. I didn’t even send a message to anyone just to tell them where I was going so they could know what happened when I didn’t come back. Why am i so stupid? This is clearly a trap to lure me in. wait! I hear footsteps. Bang! The door flew open. Get him up, said a man with a husky voice. Then I felt solid arms lifting me up to my feet but I couldn’t walk properly with my legs tied. I think the guy got that because they untied my legs and led me out of the room and then I walked into the light for the first time in how many days?I had lost track of time there as the room was dark and there was not a single ray of light. I almost felt like I was going to be blind by the brightness of the light. It seems my eyes need to adjust to the brightness. I was looking at a figure but I couldn’t know who the person was, whether the person is a man or a woman as my eyes are just adjusting to the light. But then after my eyes were done adjusting to the light. I saw a man sitting on a chair. Fair enough he looks rich or should i say he is rich. He must have been the boss. There are big, bodybuilders and strongmen guarding him. Why is someone like him looking for me and even kidnapping me just to know my name and where I was born? Wait! No way! It can’t be.. Does he.. Does he.. No, that’s impossible.. How ..how can he..( he blushes) how could it be… I mean.. It can’t be that he has a crush on me?. He doesn’t look gay. But he is quite rich. Is it love at first sight? But I have never seen him before. Umh now that I am thinking about it he is quite a looker. But how could he have a crush on me? I know I am handsome and all. But I have a girlfriend.
What are you thinking! A voice kicks me back from my absurd imaginations. Ah, I almost forgot that I was here. Nothing sir, I replied. Louder ! The tall big man holding me shouts at me. I said ‘’nothing’’ shouting from the bottom of my stomach. I felt kind of relieved after shouting like that. I looked up and saw an unexpected expression from the man. He was smiling at me. He looked so handsome with his dimples I almost couldn’t resist touching them. Ahhhh! What am I thinking? He is a man for christ sake and I am in the middle of being interrogated. But why was he smiling? He is kind of weird. So what is your name ? a sweet angelic voice says. Pardon ? I said what is your name ? oh my sweet loving gracious God. Why? oh why is this guy so perfect? Even his voice is like a melody. Oh my god he is so hot. I should ask for his number when I leave here. Wait, how am I even sure that I am living here. Can’t you answer? you bastard. King is asking you a question. A voice says. And for the second time that annoying ugly duckling looking man stopped me from imagining my imaginations. Honestly the first time he drew me out of my first imagination I was kind of glad but now I really want to punch. I turned to look at him and I made sure he met my eyes and saw how I was glaring at him. Oh if looks could kill. I am very sure I would have been put to jail for muder. Then I heard someone chuckle and I saw it was ‘’king’’ that’s what the people call him. He had an amused look on his face and it took me 30 seconds to realise why he must have been amused. He must have seen me glaring at the other guy. I immediately felt a gush of blood in my cheeks and I went pink. How embarrassing. And for the third time this guy surprised me; he never ceases to amaze me. He asked the same question what is your name and now I had no choice but to answer because on a normal basis I would have said ‘’ sorry but I don’t tell strangers my name’’ but am sure that answer would have been the cause of my death. And I am not ready to die yet. Moreover, my little sister is dying somewhere waiting for her big brother to save her. She had always looked up to me and told me I was her own superhero as well as a role model to her and as a role model i can’t let her down by not saving her i mean isn’t that what superheroes do saving people. So I answered him, trying my best to bring out my most polite tone. My name is Callum Huxley …….sir. Ummm what a lovely name he said. He looks about twenty. I am quite surprised he became the boss of these people at age twenty. How old are you he asked. I am nineteen years old. Umh that around the same time he was taken he said and they should be around the same age and their hair colour look the same so he must be the one. And that little girl also they both have the same look and hair colour as ‘’her’’ . Who is calling ‘’Her’’? Why is he speaking in riddles? I don’t understand who he is talking about. Who do I and my sister look like? Does he know who our parents could be, the person he was talking about cloud that be our mother? I really wanted to pour out those questions but I thought it would be better to ask little by little.
But then to my utmost surprise I was asked to be fed poison and then tell my family that I had committed sucide because I felt guilty for not being able to keep my sister safe and not able to pay for my sister’s hospital bills. As these words dropped out of his mouth I felt my world crumble. I would never be able to fulfil my promises to my sister, I was a bad role model to her, I was worthless. I can’t even protect myself, not to say protect my sister. I knew she would hate. I had not kept my promises to her. I even hate myself more than I fear death. Then I knew this was my end. I will not see my family anymore. And the worst of it they would not know the cause of my death and live their life with hatred and guilt. I heard footsteps as I knew it was my dinner time then I knew that death was at my door steps. And as soon as I took the food and ate it then I knew that I had opened the door for death and that I had accepted him. Good bye. Hope to meet again in my next life, sisters. In my next life I will always be your brother and I promise I will be much stronger so as to be able to protect you and everyone including myself from danger. Miss you little sister. Please forgive me. Love you all.
