Kidnapped

I was 15 years old and I never wanted to be home. I stayed at my friend Nichole's house almost every night of the week. Her parents were like second parents to me. Nikki's house was always a happy place to be. I never felt judged there. I could tell them the things that I was struggling with and they would not scold me or make me feel bad, but instead would give me solid advice to move forward with. All you really want as a teenager is to feel like someone understands you. 

I thought that if I could just live with Nikki and her parents but I would be happy. My mom agreed to let me stay with them. Then one night she asked me to please come home for dinner because my sisters and brother missed me. I didn't want to go. I didn't want to be home, but I went against my gut and agreed to have dinner with them. She cooked my favorite meal stuffed bell peppers which she typically only made on my birthday. I felt an extreme sense of uneasiness. I went to my room after dinner and paced back-and-forth wishing that I could teleport myself back to Nikki's house. I finally was able to let myself relax enough to fall asleep. 

At 4:00 AM I was woken by a man and a woman barging in my room, telling me to get up and get dressed. They said, "We can do this the easy way or the hard way." What the hell is that supposed to mean? I wondered... They hurried me down my stairs and into the back of their car. The door handles in the backseat had been disabled so that I could not attempt to escape. They then handcuffed me and told me not to try anything. I was so angry that I could not even speak. Who are these people and where were they taking me?