🔥🔥 The title say it all, huh?!

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It has been a full week of happinesses, joy, and laughter, it was a happy life, or a happy week. Carla has gone back to jer birth place, and is now staying with Issac and his family, now her family too.

Seated on the couch found on the balcony, Carla in arms of Issac look at the neighbourhood she never thought she would see again, breathing the early fresh air smiling ethereally.

"So what happened?" Issac suddenly ask, he tried to really wait for the right moment to ask her,but then every time wasn't right and if he now didn't use this plenty seconds then he was going to answer the question of his mind himself.

Carla knew what he was asking, it was clear that he wanted to question her about her reason and all, she even though had promised to tell him everything she didn't want to, he would react angrily and Carla didn't want that.

"Please" he continue, looking at her intently sideways, nuzzling himself with her neck,

The word he said was simple, his eyes made it enormous and the way he acted was even tugging at Carla to speak thus she did. She start to speak her words hanging onto the vivid memory she had that night, the night it all happened, the very night she intended to tell her real feelings to Issac which he had has already knew.

Carla was anxious to say at least, about telling Issac everything she has been feeling lately, she couldn't always keep it secret, it was now or never.

Walking out of her little home, she crept to where the door was afraid the people of the house would see her. As she made it out, she closed the door firmly but still slowly, before running away.

The empty and dark feature of the night did scare her for a bit, something in her gut keeps telling her that it was a bad idea, but Carla didn't buy it, she out to sail a boat, either to the good of east or to the rejection of the west. The other side of tye road was Dilled with stupid hormonal teenagers mingling around, the creepy look they gave her didn't hold a pit of space inside her.

It was when she was at the road that she felt someone was stalking  her, at first she thought she was just being her usual suspicious self, but then fear and temptation roamed her body, to the places she have never been, the shadow she saw near the light helping her clear her mind. With anxious self and trembling body, she turn around her to find nothing.

Carla was never scared,it didn't matter as to what ever happened to her, but today, today she wanted to living and thus was afraid, more like terrified. Her legs slowly darted faster and faster to where her destination lies, and then she shook her head chuckling at her pathetic self when she neared Isaac's house, perhaps assuming there was never someone behind her, it was just her eyes playing tricks on her.

Who actually would, she thought, it was night, everybody was asleep who would really follow her.

Though Carla didn't get answer to her question, she knew someone was really following her when someone tightly held her body and shutted her mouth with a soft,cold and sweaty palms. Her resistance and her muffled cries didn't really help her scream. The hold was tight and a little bit harsh, maybe the person who is kidnapping her was afraid of her running.

She tried kicking his shin with her legs that were the only thing free, but the person didn't bother to budge. From the hold it was obvious that it was a man and so, as every male around the world he had one painful spot,and Carla wanted to chop his off. But how could she, she was dying.

Carla's eyes would flicker to Isaac's door, again and again she would see it,not waiting for him to save her but rather afraid of not telling him the true feelings she held for him, afraid of never meeting him again. Carla was never afraid of dying,not even now when a person she couldn't get out of kidnaps her,but she was afraid of dying without having to know if Issac loves her back too.

Her heart thumped, beating and lashing upon where it sat, her tears flowing along her hope that was high when she thought of first telling him, she sob quietly. Inside of her brains plays a melody of sad song with pictures of Issac, Carla really did thought this was the end, thus has stopped struggling to the man right behind her.

Suddenly so it was darker than normal, nothing would be seen except for a person that stood far away, she didn't try to figure who the person was, just like Carla didn't try hitting him with something when he tied her.

"How? Who.. I mean, who kidnapped you and why, and how come you still are alive" not that Issac was happy she was safe and alive, more in his arms but he was shocked,grateful actually yet simple questions of his own was able to buzz his mind.

It was then little after then that the guy started speaking with his slanted English, as if he's from Brazil or Mexico, it didn't really matter now, did it?

The moonlight that shine from the tiny hole of the window was the only thing that illuminated light, Carla wasn't afraid of dark, well this time only she was terrified. She was thinking if a way she would due as he spoke, the way he would torture her and then cut her flesh continuing with hik eating it, that's when Carla made a grimace face with a bitter look.

Did she know the voice? It seemed familiar in a way that her running mind figured it from some where that she couldn't put hands on.

"...it was your fault.." Was this a voice of someone she in the past bullied?! Was it someone she insulted?! Then was it, it could perhaps be someone from the neighborhood that she once glared at, or...or,what else have she done?

"...if it wasn't for you Carla, I would have been me,the me you were used to. You chose Issac! Issac" his yelling didn't help with her situation.

Carla's head was trying to escape its cage called skull,her heart on the hand was knocking harshly on   it's own. And then there was her shaking hands and legs, it was the end, she was gonna die now and no one was saving her, it was really the end.

"Who was the person Carla?" Issac couldn't really help being mad,and the plenty of sadness that claimed his hear didn't have a boundary too, "who was the person"

Carla smiled, it always shocked her if not amuse her when she remember the same moment she was going to die, she even laughed at herself when her thoughts become clear of how she acted and how terrified she was.

After a while, her mind clicked, like a bulb switching on inside that dark skull of hers. She was kidding, it must be her kind playing her, there was no way he could do this. Shaking her head with perpetual words of denying, she with teary eyes raised her head squinting. Even though she was afraid to ask and know, she need to find if she was crazy or not, and so Carla with a shaky voice asked.

"Jovani?!"

_________To be continued________
Whew, that didn't really come out as expected,but still it was lit.

So Jovani huh?! Carla is alive now though, how?!

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