The café started spinning, my head was getting dizzy. I felt like I was going to fall to the floor. I thought maybe it was the words being so small, or my glasses were too tight. They came off, and I started to rub my forehead. And then . . .
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It came in waves, the pain. My stomach was turning. I wanted to just sleep, make it all stop. I looked outside the giant old windows and started to see each snowflake drop one by one. I thought maybe he was watching the outside too, but he wasn’t. Those blue eyes were on me.
“Do you like the snow, Tavi?”
I started to rethink out conversion. Turning away from the windows, and staring at him, I didn’t like the look on his face. It scared me. “I never told you . . . my name,” I whispered. My eyes dropped down to my drink. “How did you know I wanted mocha?”
All the snowflakes seemed to stop. “Tavi,” he whispered again, this time, as if he was teasing me.
“I have to go,” I said getting up fast, only for him to mirror me. I lost my balance, and fell right into his chest. He wrapped on arm around my shoulder. He was stealing me.
My eyes went crazy, on the search for help. All I could see was Rory all away across the room, laughing with his friends. I felt my fear expanding, my body becoming so numb. God, I tried so hard to scream. I looked back one more time, before he brought me outside. I’m not sure if it was the confusion or if it really happened, but Roy was staring at me, hard. As if he recognized something wasn’t right.
I wanted to wave my arms like a crazy woman, try to get him to help me. But I couldn’t. I wasn’t in control of my movement anymore. When we were outside, I saw snowflakes hitting my skin, but I didn’t feel it one bit. A wave of this-cannot-be-happening-to-me hit me. My heart was thumping so loud, it sounded like thunder. Each thump was screaming in my ears. I tried to brush him off, but everything was going so fast, and I was so slow.
Before we made it to his car, I saw my brother across the parking lot, walking in with his girlfriend wrapped around his arm. I wanted to shout, but nothing came out. It was so painful watching them go in. It was as if hope had shattered in front of me.
The man opened the door to a beat up old Saturn. He placed me on the car seat, as if I was breakable. One second, he was there, stroking my cheeks, smooth and slowly, wiping away tears. The next, he was in the driver’s seat. I was trapped in a stranger’s car.
I started to do that ugly crying, like a little two year old would do. The man panicked and slapped his beefy hands on my mouth. It made cry harder, tears me this skin. I could hardly breathe. He removed his hand once I stopped. From the corner of my eyes, I could see a smile. He put the car in drive. In the large window that I was staring out of no more than three minutes ago, Kevin was on his phone.
I jumped as the pocket of my coat started ringing. Before I had the chance to reach it, the man snatched it. My eyes were closing. The next time I was awake, I could hear banging. The driver’s side was opened, and I saw that my phone was being destroyed by a huge rock that looked like tiny peddles in his hands. I didn’t realize we were at Lake Loveland until I heard my phone splashing in the water. He got back in the car and huffed.
“You’re awake? Are you ready to go home?”
Tears formed again in my eyes.
“Hey, don’t cry, I’ll take good care of you kitten,” he patted my cheeks, as if it was supposed to bring me comfort. “Close your eyes and get some sleep.”
We were on the road again, the snow covering out trail so no one could find us. He was talking to me, but the words were balloons floating away. I was there, but I was gone.
At one point, I saw a deer in the middle of the road. He acted like he didn’t see it, and kept at the speed. Closer and closer we got, I prepared for impact. I gasped and closed my eyes.
But we didn’t hit anything. When I opened my eyes, we were fine. The doe was nowhere near. It was actually behind us. It must have been the drugs. It would make sense, but it felt too real.
The doe stared to follow us to wherever we were going.
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