《Possession》35. Kidnapped
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"Give me a minute." Isabelle said while noticing the bruises on his face from Blade's punches as she went inside the apartment.
"Who is it?" Axel asked with raised brows.
"I...uh.. it's my friend from work. He needs help umm with his girlfriend... yeah." She lied hesitantly, feeling so bad for lying to them.
"He?" Axel now cocked his one brow while narrowing his eyes looking suspicious.
"J..Jacob. I need to go and help him sort out his issue with his girlfriend. Will you guys be able to stay alone for an hour or two?" She asked. Axel looked a lot more suspicious now.
"It's late." He said rather sternly, making her a lot more awkward.
"First time hearing a guy needing help from his female colleague to solve an issue with his girlfriend." Ava mumbled with a shrug of her shoulders.
Her siblings were really clever.
"I'll be back soon." She said,
"Won't you introduce us to your colleague?" Ava asked.
"Not now. Maybe some other time." She said and Ava sighed.
"No worries, we are old now. We can look after ourselves and our home." Ava said with a smile.
"Don't touch the stove or anything in the kitchen except the fridge. Don't open the door for anyone just ask who it is and what they want but don't open the door, okay?" She asked and both nodded their heads.
"I would still say he should resolve this issue in the morning. It's late, Isa." Axel said, looking concerned.
Isabelle smiled at her brother's concern towards her. "It's okay Axel, I'll be back soon." She said and went to change her clothes.
When she was changing, Axel went to the main door and peeked out and saw Jacob. As soon as the room's door opened Axel went back to his place. Isabelle kissed them both on the forehead as she left and asked them to lock the door from inside.
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Jacob opened the door of his Volkswagen 1980's model. For all she remembered he didn't have a car and used the bus for daily transport but she didn't question him.
Soon he was driving down the road as she sat there rather stiff, contemplating how she would face Jacob's friend who might be able to help her.
Jacob continuously drove for the last thirty minutes and now she was getting a little tense. She had her phone with her, she contemplated texting Emma and sending her location to her, it was just a gut feeling but she shook it off finding the whole thought rather absurd.
The place he was taking her was really far from the public. "Where are we going?" She asked softly, not liking that they're going far.
"Just a little more." Was his plain reply as he continued to drive.
Isabelle stared out of the window when her phone vibrated, looking down she found a text from an unknown number.
She opened it.
"What's up Princess?" That endearment alone told who it was. How in the world did he even get her number from? Why was everyone getting her number through their sources?
She decided not to reply. The thought that she was with Jacob when he seriously warned her not to be near him made her a little uneasy but then why should she care what he said or ordered her. She wasn't his toy, nor was she anything to him. He has no right to ask her to do anything. She wasn't his possession.
A minute later the phone vibrated again.
"Don't ignore me Princess." She could literally imagine his clenched jaw as he wrote this message.
She still didn't reply, feeling a lot more courageous because he wasn't in front of her at the moment to scare her or intimidate her.
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"Princess!" The screen brightened again.
She didn't know why but she was smiling lightly. It was fun torturing him like this. How she wished she could torture him forever like this.
"Answer me right now or I'll be at your place in next ten minutes 😈" He even put a devil's smirking emoji in the end of his threat.
She clenched her jaw in anger. The dare of him to blackmail her like this. She was about to type back when Jacob spoke up.
"Who is it?" He asked after noticing her phone vibrating again and again.
"Uhh... no one."She blurted out in haste not knowing what else to say. Jacob frowned but said nothing.
"Don't worry Isabelle, everything will get better." He said with a smile as she nodded her head and looked out of the window.
Her brows furrowed when she read the sign board. Jacob was taking her out of the city.
"J..jacob why are we going out of the city." She asked confusedly as she faced him.
"The cafe is on the highway. It's our favourite meeting spot." Jacob said and something stirred inside her. There was a deep gut feeling that something wasn't right.
"W..we could meet him some other time. I didn't know it was this far. Can we go back home?" She asked with a gulp. She noticed how his knuckles turned white as he held the steering wheel more tightly and stopped the car with a screeching sound.
"Sure." He said in a clipped tone and she couldn't help but look outside. There was darkness all around and it scared her.
Her phone binged again and she looked down. It was a message from Blade. "I'll be at your place in two minutes. Still don't want to reply?" She gasped after reading his message. He was insane.
She was about to text him to don't go to her place but Jacob's voice had her eyes routing at him.
"Sorry, dear." He said emotionlessly and next thing he placed a cloth on her mouth, covering her nose and mouth with it. Her eyes widened as she took a large breath in horror and shock and tried to push his hand away, her phone fell down near her feet.
Her eyes became heavy and her head dizzy as darkness started to consume her and her struggles faded away. Her heart was erratic and her mind was in chaos yet she could do nothing.
Last thing she remembered was Jacob's smirk before everything went black.
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