[MissLilli]

Ich bin ja schon daaaa *grummel*

Big *lechz* abber: sorry, war kurz abgelenkt

She bent over the open hood to see if it was really the battery when she found herself pressed against the car and her hands handcuffed.
“I told you I’d get you, honeybunch” Her blood froze and her insides went cold.
“You liked my letters, huh?” He dragged her over to her car and forced her into the back seat, while he got in front.
”My boyfriend knows exactly where I am and he’s gonna get worried and call the police” she said, her hands shaking badly, the guy only laughed “You and your little friend hat a fight, he won’t care where you are! Oh and don’t try anything stupid, I’ve got a gun and very good reflexes and I’m not afraid to use both!”
Lorelai leaned her head against the cool window, tears running down her face
“Hey, don’t cry, fancy face” She cringed at the nickname; it was the one Luke only used on her when in bed making love. Only when they were in bed making love.
“Don’t cry or I’ll give you something to cry about” he threatened
“What do you want?” she asked quietly “Is it money? Tell me the amount and I’ll give it to you!”
He chuckled mirthlessly
“Oh it is not money I want, okay?”
“Well then what do you want? And where are we going?”
“You’ll know both when we get there and now shut up!”
Figuring she’d do what he say not to make him angry she shut her mouth and stared out of the window instead.
Trees passed by, they were far beyond human civilization by now and were heading further away from it when he turned into a forest way, leading the SUV through dirt and sludge, splashing against the window. She was shaking badly now, the handcuffs cutting into her wrists painfully and tears filled her eyes. She sniffled quietly
“Stop crying, baby or I’ll give you a real reason to cry!” he threatened again and she stopped, too afraid to disobey.

They stopped in front of a small, wooden cabin in the middle of a clearing and he got out of the car. He opened her door and motioned for her to do the same. She followed him to the door, chewing on her bottom lip. ‘He’s right, no one’s going to find me here’ and she lost all hope.

“Come in!” She stepped in and a strange stench hit her nose; she was about to gag.
In the cabin was a king sized bed, a stove, a fireplace, a couch and a table. The guy went to light the fireplace but not before recuffing Lorelai to the stove
“So that you don’t get any Hänsel and Gretel ideas” he had said. She watched him bend over with the lighter and tried to estimate what a kind of kidnapper he was. Kidnapper.
She’d never ever thought she’d meet one eye to eye, it was always the thing you saw on TV in action films or dramas.
But this was not TV.
This was real.