In honor of being in Savannah, this week I will be doing my writing prompts based on random pictures. If this goes well enough, I may consider making it a thing. I’d even take photo submissions.
She looked out the window. She lost hope of being found with every passing day. He did everything in his power to make sure nobody knew anything was wrong. Including taking her phone and constantly updating her social media. As far as anybody knew, she was out and about having the time of her life. She was healing from her recent horrible break up.
Her thoughts strayed back to that horrible night again. She should have just let it go. She shouldn’t have kept pushing for answers from Stacy. She learned more than she ever expected to. Stacy was still in love with her ex. Stacy’s ex wanted them to get married and have kids. There was no way to compete with that. All Stacy ever wanted was to start a family.
They could have had a family. She knew it. She could have said it. She was just so shocked at the events that she let Stacy walk away. She didn’t even fight for her. By the time it occurred to her to do so, she felt something go over her mouth and the world went dark. When she woke up, she was here.
A sound came from the other side of the room. She tenses with fear. She doesn’t know if she should stay where she’s at or hide. She looks down at the chain tied to her ankle. She looks around at everything close to her that she can reach. It’s too late. He steps into the light and smiles.
Hello Gretchen. We finally meet again.