The Unknown Calls From Miss “X” (The story ends!!)

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Okay so the story so far was usual, confusing, but nail biting. I was serious reading those messages and wondering “Is all this true? And what the hell she wants from me? ” Anyways I continued to read as the phone vibrated again “The same man opened the door and told me to go away. I resented and I tried to break into the house, he tried to stop but I tried hard “.

By this time I was easily able to visualize the scene (pretty commonly seen in lame shows like CID etc). Anyways I continued to read “I had a huge struggle, but I wasn’t pretty much succeeding, and then he hit me and he hit me really hard, straight into the head, I fell on the floor with almst no possibilities to get up, he kicked me and then ran inside, for a few secs thr was a cmplt blkout, i cudnt see nething, I tried to get up, bt failed, as my efforts of getting up were on, he came out again with a rope and duct tape in his hand

Okay, that was turning into a new direction, I thought, this was probably getting to be a kidnapping case,” but why would he kidnap her?“, was the question buzzing in my head, so to find the answer I read further.

he tied my hands with the rope, covered my eyes  and put the tape on my mouth, I had no energy to resist, I was almost dead, he put me into a car and drove, I knew nothing that was happening or cud happen to me, I didn’t know where I was being taken to? The only thing that I knew was that I was in cmplete danger. While we were on our way, he got a call, I heard him say, “SHE WAS CAUSING TOO MUCH TROUBLE, I AM TAKING HER TO THAT PLACE REACH SOON”, I was scared bt too sacred to do anything, the knots were too tight and I was helpless

The story so far was honestly interesting, but more of like a hindi film. A guy and a girl fall in love and then the guy ditches her and then a kidnapping,  this was too CID to digest, anyways I read the next part as it came “Sm tym later the car stopped, he dragged me out…i dint knw whr I was and then I hrd a voice it was HIM, I knew they hd planned to eradicate their trbl that was me, they opened my hands and my blindfold, i cud see em now, and it was him, I was in a dark room, they locked me thr and left…. it has been 4 days I am here.. they cm every evejust to make sure i am alive…

So that was the story. I was although still clueless, about what she wanted me to do, and I thought being straight forward would be best, I asked her “what do u want me to do? ” “Help me, save me, take me home” was what I got as I reply “what can I do? I hv nothing that I can help u wid” I replied. “You can do a lot, u can save me, Think of me pls think of me

Ohkay I was seriously confused, didn’t know what to do, there were several questions that were in my head. Is the story really real? Is she really kidnapped ? If yes, then how come she has a cell phone? And even if by chance she has one, why isn’t she calling the cops or her parents ? My head was almost in a bursting state. I thought on all this the whole day and the whole night it was terrible, not being able to come to a conclusion is bad. But I was lost.

APRIL 1st 2012:

ABOUT 10 AM:

It was a lazy Sunday morning, and I was sleeping when suddenly the loud Nokia message bell rang again, It was her  “u cud hv helped me, u didnt care u are responsible fr whats gonna happen bye bye frever :’(“   I was “what the hell have I done

I felt so guilty I was in a state of crying (that is the rarest thing that happens to me) but then something struck me “The Date“, it was 1st of April: April Fools Day and the question came up again “Is this true or is it just another First April Joke?” It has been 2 months now and I haven’t got any call or text from her, that number; it is out of reach and as of me I still live in the dilemma

Was that true? Did it all actually happen?

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