Imagine falling in love with your kidnapper, but make it darker. That's what happens to Dahlia. This kidnapping has too many stages, hatred, love, whatever they feel in the end. Her life has been calm for too long. There's always a calm before the storm, and in this case it was a hurricane.
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The kidnapping and death of Kim Dahlia is one of the biggest mysteries. I am part of the few people who know the truth, and I shall finally reveal it. Dahlia was walking home from work, mad because she was fired, then everything went black. The dark came so fast, she didn’t even realize what had happened.
She woke up when she heard shouting. It was muffled so she could barely make out what was being said, something like, “Wrong…….person…..idiot….blind.” She tried to move her arms but they were tied to the chair. Then Dahlia heard footsteps and the door opened. A tall dark figure was standing over her. She couldn’t make out his face. His arms were covered in tattoos and scars. Then the light hit his face and her jaw dropped, she saw what he looked like. You could sense his dark and threatening aura. He was just standing there with a cold look on his face. He looked Asian and had black bangs covering his forehead.
“W-who are you?” Dahlia stuttered, he was really freaking her out.
“Ryan,” he spoke, “but my question is who are you?”
“D-Dahlia, and if you don’t know me why would you kidnap me you freak!” she shouted, not knowing where the sudden confidence came from.
Ryan leaned down and glared at her,“You sure talk a lot for someone who was just kidnapped, maybe I should have taped your mouth shut.”
Dahlia instantly shut her mouth. She obviously wasn’t going to mess with a guy who probably had a gun, and could permanently shut her up.
“You know I don’t want you here right?” Ryan said as he pulled out a knife.“My men captured you instead of who I really wanted,” he continued while playing with the knife, “But since you’re here now, I might as well keep you. You’ve already seen my face, so I can’t just let you go, it’s not that simple.” His eyes gleamed with a murderous intent.
“I have two options,” he placed the knife towards Dahlia’s throat, “I could kill you, or you could stay with me forever,” he said as he pulled away, “you pick.” He finished.
What scared her the most was that he kept the same emotionless look on his face the whole time. “I’d rather s-stay forever,” she whimpered.
He leaned towards her and whispered, “Good answer.” And he stood up straight. “Ryle,” he signaled to one of his men,“ Cut her ropes.”
He turned towards Dahlia and said, “Try anything funny and I’ll shoot you on the spot.”
Then the man she assumed was Ryle came towards and cut her ropes with a knife.
Then Ryan's voice echoed through the room, “Follow me.” Ryan turned around to see her trembling, when she stood up her legs were shaking like crazy.
“You're so scared, you’re like a kid,” he came towards her.
“You expect me to sing and dance after being kidnapped?” She said, his eyes gleamed, “Don’t talk like that with me,” Ryan picked her up and carried her out of the room.
“Hey! What are you doing? Put me down!” She yelled, struggling.
“If you don’t shut up, I’ll shut you up myself! And you won’t like the way I do it!”
Dahlia instantly stopped and just stared at him. Ryan looked at her, “ Stop staring at me.”
Dahlia kept quiet and didn’t say anything as she didn’t wanna die. Why do the worst things always have to happen to me? She thought.
“Where are you taking me?!” Dahlia said scared, thinking he might lock her in a basement. Ryan just ignored her and kept walking.
Damn bastard! Who does he think he is!