She promised me that she will stay, but she lied. It has been years since I saw her, however, her touch, her scent, her smile and her voice still bare at the back of my mind like it was just yesterday. Every time I thought of her, a disturbing, mortifying scene looms before me. Nothing could change what happened that horrendous night, which caused our separation, preferably a lifetime.
It was graduation day and I was over the moon. Finally, I fulfilled not just my dream but my parents too by becoming an engineer. Everyone was ecstatic as I was, except Emily. Part of me did not fathom why because she was the one who told me to be happy. She peered unwillingly at me, trying to avoid any eye contact and ignored me. I do not remember when she was ever this down and that literally killed me.
"What's wrong?" I queried with concern. "Nothing." She replied.
The hall was getting crowded so I told her to continue our conversation at the parking lot right outside. To my flummox, she begun acting like everything was normal again. Even though she gave me her best smile, I knew deep down something wrong is about to happen. And on cue, a black colored van stopped right before us. Four men bolted out of the van and yanked both of us in, with our mouths closed. We were helpless, even our adrenaline did not come in handy.
I remember waking up beside her,on the cold hard ground. My head was pounding and bruises was all over my arms and shoulder. Emily was still unconscious, so I took the opportunity to look around. We were locked up in a room, an empty dark room. No furniture, fan or light, just a room with two small windows. For the first time of my life, I was petrified. I loosen up my tie, took off my shoes and moments later, she was awake.
"Where are we?" She asked, sleepily.
"I have no idea, but it's someplace far because I can't hear a single vehicle or people."
And again, that tactful silent. She knows something about this incident but she is not telling me. I tried not to question too much, instead I muffled next to her, trying to comfort her. And we remained the same position for hours, finding a solution for this mess. We have been kidnapped! My heart beats frantically, my hands starts sweating, while a thousand and one question starts appearing and invading my thought. To my horror, the door opened and revealed two tall black figure. They only grabbed me out of the room, leaving Emily alone.
I was palpitating, in fear and for some reason, nervous when they tied me up to a chair outside the room. There was light and fan here but still, scary. My heart sank when a familiar face stood before me. He smirked down at me while my jaw hung in mid air. I was baffled at what I saw and wish I was dreaming. How can I not see this coming? After being warned a hundred times, I should have seen this coming, I should.
"I told you to stay away, you don't listen, so this happens."
His words registered in my brains faster than ever and I now understand Emily's silent treatment. She knew something bad was definitely going to take place but not like this. Kidnapping your daughter's lover? This had gone too far. I fought back, telling him I am never going to let go of Emily and what we had. Clearly, he did not like what he heard and immediately slapped me. After that, his men tortured me, badly. But everything was blurry, misty yet painful.
I was like a living corpse when they tied my hands and chucked me at the back of the van with no compassion. Watching Emily being held back by two men was the worst thing to watch. I felt like saving her but I was already worn out by all the beating. Tears starts to stream down my face and I have never felt this way before in my life. It was just days ago when we were planning a future together and now, I am at the back of a car, to nowhere. She was terrified, remorseful and worried when the car started to accelerate and that was the last time I saw her.
