Chapter 5 Sorrow

Olivia stared into space with her eyes wide open, thankfully she had been left with a blindfold and a gag, although she was still chained thightly to the chair thereby restricting her movement. However she was occasionally been released from the chair by the same woman that had spoken to her the other day. She was later to meet more of them, they all looked deadly and ruthless and she was certain that their plans for her were not of good at all.

One week had passed and she had not had any reasonable thing to eat, she had been served food on several occasions but she rejected them all the time, once she had poured the food on the masculine lady whom had spoken to her the other time, thereby earning her a very dirty slap that forced blood out of her mouth.

"You are acting so brave huh!" She said panting after giving her the worst slap she had ever received in her life. "You are still the same after all, but not to worry, I would make sure I tame you, bring you to your knees before you finally meet your end".

Olivia felt panic wash over her at her statement, but she still chose to remain calm and act like she as not scared, for some reasons she did not want to look scared in front of these people, this woman especially, she did not want to look vulnerable to her. She felt that showing fear would give her some sort of utmost satisfaction which she did not want to see.

"I bet your end would come even faster than mine" Olivia spat angrily thereby earning her another slap. She was forcefully pulled up from the ground where she had been kept to sit and eat and bound to the chair again. The mysterious lady made sure to fasten the chain as hard as she could, even harder than it had been before. Olivia did not know what wrong she had done to these people, or why they were punishing her the way they were, but one thing she was very sure of was that they wanted her dead. And one thing she was not sure of was why they were still keeping her alive.

"Now let me see how you are able to get yourself out of here" she said kicking her roughly.

Olivia felt challenged, something within her wanted to prove to that annoying lady that she was powerful too, and she could do what she thought she could not do.

She was going to escape from there. But how?

Mrs Wilson sat on the couch in the living room, crying her eyes out, which had been the norm for her since her daughter went missing. Her eyes looked swollen from too much crying, she looked lean and faded because she had refused to eat anything for almost a week now. How could she eat when her Olivia was nowhere to be found? None of the top security personnel they had employed to help search for her had been able to find her.

Her husband sat beside her on the couch putting his arms around her as she trembled in his arms. He was trying to convince her to eat something but she was adamant.

"Kate, you can't just keep doing this to yourself, do you think Olivia would be happy seeing you like this? You have to try to be strong for your daughter okay? She would surely come back to you"

"For all we know, my daughter might already be dead" she cried out. "What if they had done something terrible to my child?" She buried her face on her husband's chest, soaking up his shirt with her tears.

"You do not have to be like that Kate, we have to be optimistic, let's just hope that they are able to find her".

"It's been a week Chris, it's been one week and there's still no news of my lovely child, if she had not been found by now, do you think she would ever be found again?"

"Let's keep hope alive Kate, let's hope they find her" he said rubbing her back soothingly. "But for now you have to eat something so you don't fall sick"

"I am not hungry" she snapped wiping the tears from her eyes. "I am not going to eat anything until my daughter is found" she stood up and started walking upstairs in anger.

Just as she was about to go upstairs, there was a soft knock on the door. Mrs Wilson and her husband both turned back simultaneously to look at the door. And just like that, they bithy ran towards the door, hoping that it was information about their missing daughter.

They were a bit disappointed to find Gilbert standing in front of the diir looking as pale as ever. He had been a frequent visitor of the Wilson's residence since Olivia went missing, and just like her parents, he was visibly shaken and affected by Olivia's disappearance.

"Any news about Olivia?" He asked as he walked fully into the house.

Mrs Wilson shook her head, droplets of tears falling down from her eyes.

"Come take a sit". She took his hand and guided him towards a couch. While he sat, Mr Wilson slowly walked out the front door, he looked devasted himself, he was obviously trying his best to put himself together for the sake of his wife, he was not okay at all. Deep inside his mind he wondered what could be happening to his daughter, what were those people doing to her? What had done done to her? For the love of God why had they taken his daughter from him? What was his offense?. Mr Wilson punched the wall repeatedly in annoyance and frustration coupled together. He himself knew he would not survive it if something bad happened to his beloved daughter.

Gilbert and Mrs Wilson sat in the sitting room in silence, each one of them not saying anything to the other. Gilbert held his phone in his hand scrolling through Olivia's pictures which he had in his phone.

Mrs Wilson's phone started to ring, she picked it up in a hurry, almost throwing it off her hand. It was one of the security officers that had been placed in search of Olivia.

"Hello. Do you have any information about my daughter?"