《Only you can make me feel better... (Calamity x Drift)》Chapter 4.2: The backstory
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What I heard until now was heartbreaking. It kind of reminded me of what happend today, that she was almost kidnapped. Could it be related to each other? Well whatever. I will ask that when she is finished telling me the backstory.
Calamity her eyes filled up with tears, but she tried to hold them back by biting her lower lip. She eventually let the tears escape and I immediately pulled her in a hug. She placed her head on my chest and cried. I was gently rubbing her arm to comfort her. I couldn't imagine any of this... She calmed down after a few seconds. She gave me a weak smile. I was really curious about it, because Rodas cared about Calamity, at least, we thought so.
She took a moment to realize I asked her something. She looked down, to the bed with a few tears escaping again.
I grabbed her hands. As I did, she made eye contact with me. I said trying to tell her that is wasn't her fault. She looked down at the bed again. God I hated it seeing her this upset. I made sure I would listen carefully.
As I slowly gained sight I looked around me. I was in a dark room with 1 small light source, right above me. It was just a simple lamp hanging onto the ceiling. The room had concrete walls and a concrete floor. There was a simple door in front of me. I wanted to stand up and run to that door, but I couldn't. I looked down and noticed I was tied up in a chair. My wrists were tied up behind me, and my ankles to each chair leg. It was impossible for me to struggle free but I still tried. Well, I regretted it immediately. My wrists were hurt so badly back then, when that man was holding them so tightly. And now these ropes were bound super tight around my wrists. I almost felt like crying because it hurt so much, but I managed to hold the tears.
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My head was hurting a bit. Jeez why did people even invented chloroform? I heard the door lock make some noises so my head shot up towards the door. My heart pound a little bit faster as it was being unlocked. I was scared Rodas or one of his men would walk in with a knife or a gun, and end my life. Infact, Rodas just walked in with one of his men just standing by the door, guarding the area. Rodas, what the hell are you doing?) I asked a little scared, but didn't show it. Oh you don't have to worry about anything my love. I am just going to offer a deal to your parents. That's all)
He bent over to me and caressed my cheek. I squeaked and quickly turned my head away. I heard a small chuckle escape his mouth. He then took out something from his pocket. I turned my head towards it and it was... My phone! He was holding my phone in front of my face and the screen automatically turned on. It was 20:38, which meant it was already dark. Damn, I was out for a long time.
I looked under the time and I felt hurt of what I saw... My dad called me 3 times and left a voice mail, my mom sent me 8 text messages and Deadfire also called me 4 times. Oh my god... My family was worried sick, all because of him! Rodas stood next to me and I was watched what he was doing. He pressed the 'contact' button and then clicked on voice mail. A female voice could be heard and said Then the voice mail began. And then the voice mail ended.
Now I don't know what your dad said because I don't understand English, but I bet he is worried. Should we call him to let him know that your doing just fine?) I just stared at my phone, with slightly watery eyes. I then slowly turned my head towards Rodas, making eye contact.But you have to be quiet while I call himHe said with a fake smile and fake soft voice.
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Then, he rapidly pulled out a knife and held it against my throat. My breathing hitched and a few tears escaped my eyes. Because if you make 1 little noise... You know what will happen.) He had a evil grin on his face. I knew he would slice my throat. I would be dead if he did that.
He called my dad and I heard the phone was going over. He put it on speakers and not even 2 seconds later, my dad immediately answered the call. My dad sounded terrified. I kept quiet as Rodas still held the knife against my throat. One small cry and it would be over for me. Hello Rafael. I bet you are worried about Calamity huh?) Rodas looked at me with a smirk. Rodas, what... WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY DAUGHTER!) My dad screamed in anger.Nothing so far, but if you don't accept my deal... something bad may happen to her. You wouldn't want that now do you?) Rodas said with a fake kind voice. What... What deal? And what would he do to hurt me? My anxiety was starting to raise and soon it would cross the limit.
My dad kept quiet for a few seconds, but eventually started talking.As long as I get my daughter back, I... I will do anything) My dad sounded like he was defeat. Poor dad...Very good, very good.) Rodas had an evil smirk on his face. Now, what do I need to do?) My dad asked. Rodas did a 'thinking face. How much dollar did he just say!? He is crazy asking this amount of money.
What! Are you insane?) My dad yelled sort of suprised. Well, then I think I will smoothly slice her throat with the knife I am holding against her, right here... right now...) Rodas fake sighed as he pretended he had no other choice. He lightly pushed the side of the knife against my throat. I couldn't hold it back, but let out a small wince, as I trembled in fear. And my dad heard it... NO, PLEASE DONT! I... I will bring the money...) My dad said in defeat.
I froze, remembering what Rodas just had said, about me making a noise. I looked at Rodas, as he looked at me with a death glare, but chuckled after it. Yeah, that's what I thought. Now listen carefully. I want you to be at the exact location I will give to you. Tomorrow at 13:00) Rodas demanded. Okay, I will be there... Rodas, let me please talk to my daughter or just let me hear her voice. Please...) My dad begged.
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