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My Dear Kidnapper

My Dear Kidnapper

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last updateLast Updated : 2020-10-13
By:  RamkOngoing
Language: English
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What possible role can a kinapper play in your life? ........ I noticed that all the other prisoners were already standing, only I was still crouching on the floor. He went around me and took my arm. Not roughly, but determinedly, he pulled it and I got up. My knees were stiff and it hurt to straighten them. I would have loved to stretch out my hands and massage them carefully, but that wasn't possible because of the handcuffs. I felt pretty pathetic. I could barely stand and my wrists were handcuffed. He was still holding my arm, which might be a good thing. He carefully turned me around now. "I'll get another kiss from you," he said and grinned at me. Everyone around me was busy with their loved ones. They encouraged each other, assured each other that they were all right. Was I the only one who didn't know anyone here? Looked like it. It was scary. He put a hand under my chin and lifted it. He was pretty big. I felt like a tiny crab next to a huge lobster. His eyes were dark brown. Did I mention that I have a thing for guys with dark eyes? What The young Tanz leaned down to me and kissed me gently on the mouth. Very easily. Quite different from Jona always. I forbade myself any further thought. That didn't really matter now. I hadn't even noticed that I had closed my eyes. When he got up I opened it again. We looked deep into each other's eyes, deeply, deeper than I had ever done with anyone. Well, he was grinning, which made it a little unromantic. And the laughter from his father and brother wasn't really pleasant either, but it could have been worse. Vengeance is sweet.

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15 Chapters
Prologue
The guard, at the end of the row on the left, was holding a middle-aged woman by the arm. He must have just pulled her up. Now he let go of her and stepped behind the next one. It was apparently the woman's husband, because as soon as he stood up too, she asked worriedly: "Are you okay with you, Frank?" He nodded soothingly.One after the other, a young man, an older lady, another, then an older gentleman and then another stood up. Then it was my turn. But the man who had previously helped the others up left me and instead continued with the man next to me.I looked up at Sascha questioningly. He saw my eyes and said: “Our plane is leaving soon, we should leave slowly.”“And what about me? Am I staying here? ”I asked him. Slightly amused, he shook his head and answered me: “No, but my cousin doesn't put his hand on someone else's girl.”“I am your girl?”“Yes.”“I am not your
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Chance
Okay, I'll give you one more chance to save your poor life. He who guesses my homeland from you is free. The others are coming! ”The leader was walking along our line the whole time. Left, right, left again and back again. Now he stopped. He had his hands behind his back. You could see how sure he was about his cause. He smirked smugly. The girl to my right shook her head in disbelief and whispered, so softly that you could hardly understand her: “This is impossible! How should we know that? ""You'd better be grateful that my father gives you a chance to survive and doesn't just kill you all!" Said the man who stood behind the girl and me. The girl didn't seem to have realized how serious the situation really was. Maybe she had convinced herself that she would get out of here unscathed.If my hands weren't handcuffed behind my back, I would have taken her hand and squeezed it lightly to reassure her. Or maybe it was better that way, because I couldn't deny
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Never forget y*u
The girl next to me, she was maybe a little younger than me, started crying. It must be terrible for her. And I knew it, I just couldn't think of it. Yes, I knew it again. He said he was from Tanzania. Hopefully the others came along too."Spain?" Asked a gentleman who was also a little older. Again I shook my head and mouthed the word: “Tanzania.”“Oh Spain, I think I've never come here before. But it has to be beautiful. It's wonderfully warm there. ", The guy made fun of the man. "One more try. I advise you only say something if you are quite sure. ”I carefully tapped the girl next to me on the leg with my foot. She just turned her head a little in my direction. The pretty long, brown hair fell in front of her face so that I couldn't see it.How incredibly practical that at that very moment the man who had stood behind us went to his father and enjoyed the sight of his prisoners grimacing with fear. The rest of the kidnappers w
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Your name?
 had just possibly saved the life of a girl whose name I didn't even know. If you don't just feel wonderful afterwards, you have to be clearly too self-centered.I looked in front of me again, at the floor. I wondered if he would put her out in a busy place, or rather in a forest.So I was all the more astonished when, less than a minute later, the door opened again and the young man entered again. I looked at him confused. He looked over at me. Small lines of laughter formed around his eyes when he saw my gaze.“Don't worry, I described how to get to the next bus stop from here. I'm sure she'll make it. ", He said and I could clearly hear the smile. It didn't really calm me down, but it was better than if he'd shot her outside.He strolled slowly towards me. The fact that he was walking behind my back and I couldn't turn around made it a little difficult to keep an eye on him all the time. But he didn't go back to the place where he had stood
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Vengeance
 How rude of me. I am Sascha. This is my brother Taylor and my father Bruno, ”he explained to me. I saw Taylor raise a hand in greeting. What didn't make sense to me was that they told us their names so easily. Normally kidnappers wanted to remain undetected, didn't they? And why did Sascha get up?From the left I heard a faint scream, so quiet in the sense of hardly worth mentioning. I looked over. The guard, at the end of the row on the left, was holding a middle-aged woman by the arm. He must have just pulled her up. Now he let go of her and stepped behind the next one. It was apparently the woman's husband, because as soon as he stood up too, she asked worriedly: "Are you okay with you, Frank?" He nodded soothingly.One after the other, a young man, an older lady, another, then an older gentleman and then another stood up. Then it was my turn. But the man who had previously helped the others up left me and instead continued with the man next to me.
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Limousine
 threw my head back so that my hair was off my face and looked at Sascha. He was still standing in front of me. Why shouldn't he?What was good was that she had our wrists cuffed but not our legs.I kicked Sascha in the shin and smiled at him."Ouch!" He yelled, rubbing his leg. “She kicked me!” His brother laughed out loud and was happy: “Well deserved!”“Boys, we don't have time now for such children. We have to go. ”Her father rebuked her.Taylor was still smiling but walked over to us prisoners. No, he went on. Apparently in a small adjoining room, the hall. He stayed there for about two minutes, then came out the door again. He had a couple of machine guns or the like slung over his shoulder. He had another in his hand.Everyone around me started making anxious noises and trembling. Except for one. The young man who was the third person to be helped earlier was apparently too proud to be afraid.
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Opinion
He didn't let go of my hand either. Even when we were in the back seat, he held it in his hand. It wasn't uncomfortable. His was nice and warm and warmed my ice-cold fingers. The only thing that wasn't so comfortable was that my hand was on his leg.The car drove off. He rolled through the gate and out onto a dirt road. The gate closed automatically behind us. I couldn't look forward to Bruno and Taylor. A thick, dark-tinted pane prevented any visual contact. I was practically alone with Sascha. You couldn't see from the windows either. Not only were they black from the outside, but from the inside you couldn't see anything more than your own reflection. Only by the sound of the tires did I recognize that we were no longer driving on gravel, but on a tarred road.To be honest, it made me tingle to be chained to Sascha. Not like butterflies in your stomach, but in a completely different way. Pleasant or unpleasant, I couldn't say.My fingers were getting warmer.
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Seven years old
What time is it?" I asked him. In the hall I had no idea what time it was and now the last of my estimations was gone."That is unimportant.", Sascha answered me dismissively. "And now give me your hand again!" There was no longer any trace of the fact that he had just laughed. He commanded me around in a tone that made one feel scared. With a coldness in my voice that I had never heard before."You're probably not telling me where we're going either, are you?" I asked, although the answer would be clearly no.Sascha reached out and wanted to take my wrist with the handcuff. I pulled my hand away. It wasn't bad to be tied to him, but of course it was better without a fixed point from which one cannot move away at will.The car drove over a threshold, or something like that and I took the opportunity and wanted to slide as far away from Sascha as possible. But he grabbed my upper arm and held me tight. With the other hand he pulled my arm towards him. He t
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Cute
How old was I there? I think about seven years.My father had held me tight, and with a mere hug he had given me more love than I had felt in a long time. I had closed my eyes and just enjoyed my father rocking me gently back and forth.At some point I asked him where mom was. He replied that she was packing her things, that she would move out, away from us. He promised me that she would never hurt me again.I saw my mother again after my father promised me that. During their departure. I stood by my window and looked down to the exit where there was a car and my mother was standing next to that car. Our cook stood in front of my mother, I think her name was Greta. She watched happily as my mother's luggage was loaded into the back of the car.When mother looked up at me, I was shocked. She looked so mean and angry. I quickly took a few steps back from the window.My mother was always mad at me. Years later I tried again to remember something beaut
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Hungry
However, I did not get up and looked for something to eat, but sat and waited for Sascha to wake up.Time passed. It was now almost 4 a.m.Based on Sasha sleeping next to me, I assumed that it was night. Did my brother sleep too? And my father? Did you worry? Certainly, but they also called the police, because although nobody had harmed me until now, I wanted to go home.I tried to imagine how Marc had reacted when he realized I wasn't home. Did he assume something was wrong or did he think I had been away with a friend? No, I was quite sure that he realized very, very quickly that something was wrong. He had a sixth sense in this.He wasn't actually my real brother either, but that made no difference to us. When mom left, a new wife soon came along. With her little son. They moved in with us. She took wonderful care of her son, she didn't care much for me, but her little one liked me. He often played with me, even though he was actually too big for that.
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