Wednesday, September 22, 2010

BLISS by Kathi Harris

BLISS by Kathi Harris


My eyelids fluttered open to the sound of raised voices. A door slammed, and then there was silence. I turned my head towards the sound, bumping it painfully against a hard surface. "Owww!" I groaned, rubbing my bruised temple. "Where am I? What time is it? What the hell is going on? Bliss? Bliss? Where are you? OMG!"

I sat up quickly, suddenly remembering what had happened with Bliss and I, and those two guys at the club.

Getting unsteadily to my feet, I surveyed my surroundings. I was in a room with a door, a window, and a desk. It was the desk I had banged my head against. I gently rubbed the still tender spot wincing. Leaning against the desk, I took stock of my situation. Where was Bliss? Had those bastards hurt her? Damn!

I felt fine, so I assumed they hadn't messed with me. My stomach clenched tight as I thought of Bliss lying hurt somewhere, or dead. My hands shook at the thought, and I angrily wiped the tears that came unbidden to my eyes. I didn't have time for weeping. I had to find her. "If they've hurt her, I'll...I'll cut their ball sacks off, that's what I'll do." I immediately felt better having said this.

"Well, my mission is clear, I have to find a way out of this room, find Bliss, and get us both out of here. If those guys try to stop me at any time, I am going to kick some butt." I talked softly to myself as I made these plans and then smiled. I was always teasing Bliss about how often she had conversations with herself. Now here I was doing the very same thing. But I was comforted by this action. It made me feel closer to Bliss, I didn't feel so desperately alone.

I looked at the door. The moonlight shining through the window showed me clearly that it had no handle, neither did it have a knob. I walked over to it anyway. My closer scrutiny showed that there was also no peephole.

Though I did not expect the door to open, I pushed at it repeatedly, and hit it with my open palm. It made a dull, thudding sound. My expectations were realized, the door remained immovable. It was an unmarked, unyielding, well-built seal for my cage. I had no intention of it becoming my tomb however. It stood to reason that my jailers were going to come back for me. But there were no guarantees, and I did not really intend to hang around to find out. So, how to get out, that was the question.

I walked back to the desk and sat on its corner, chewing on my lower lip as I tried to figure a way out of my dilemma. I felt some cold air and heard the sound of a fan. Looking up I noticed what seemed to be the possible opening to an air conditioning vent. "Nice!" I thought aloud. "Now, if I were Jack Bauer, I would get up into that vent, move about this building, find Bliss, beat up the bad guys, and get out of this place all in one hour." But since I was not Jack, I very much doubted that all I hoped to accomplish would be achieved. If I could just find Bliss and we could get away, I would be ecstatic. Therefore, for now at least, that would be my mission, those were more realistic goals anyway. Alas, my satisfaction in seeing the bad guys being beaten up would have to wait until I saw reruns of the series 24 on TV; or until the movie finally came to the big screen. I would definitely have to leave the administering of punishment to evil, wicked people who thought nothing of kidnapping beautiful, young women to my hero Jack Bauer.

Thoroughly motivated by this plan, I slowly, and as quietly as I could, dragged the desk directly under the vent. Sitting on the desk, I swung my legs up. I knelt, then stood upon it. Easily reaching the cover of the vent, I took it off. But my sweaty, nerveless fingers betrayed me, and the beastly thing slipped from my hands clattering loudly to the floor. I froze. Had they heard me? I wasn't going to wait around to find out. Boosting myself up into the narrow passageway I had just revealed, I started crawling. I thought about my rescue plan as I moved.

I was glad Bliss had worn the cologne I had given her for her birthday. It was called ACQUA di PARMA, and at one hundred and twenty dollars for a 3.4 ounce bottle, it had strained my budget some. But I liked the scent and had bought it for myself last Christmas. The fragrance was quite distinctive, and I hoped I would be able to sniff Bliss out if our abductors had her in a dark room where I could not pick her out quickly.

It was fortunate that both Bliss and I had worn jeans and flat shoes to the club earlier. Now the jeans would protect my legs as I moved on all fours and then on my belly. I also would not have to worry about my high heels getting snagged on something as I made my escape. I pushed forward eagerly, determinedly, hoping that I would be able to put some distance between myself and this room before my captors discovered I was gone.



- copyrighted by Kathi Harris


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21 Comments:

At September 24, 2010 at 1:30 AM , Blogger Stafford Ray said...

These stories start so well! Can we please, please have an ending? Maybe next magpie? Or the one after... or

 
At September 24, 2010 at 1:45 AM , Blogger jabblog said...

Interesting to read the other captor's account.

 
At September 24, 2010 at 2:02 AM , Blogger Deborah said...

Oooh ... and then? Look forward to the next one :o)

 
At September 24, 2010 at 6:05 AM , Blogger gautami tripathy said...

A good piece of writing..

remnants

 
At September 24, 2010 at 7:12 AM , Blogger kathew said...

very clever how you worked the perfume into your story...let's see if she can "sniff" her way to a rescue and freedom!

 
At September 24, 2010 at 9:40 AM , Blogger Helen said...

Like you, I am having Jack Bauer withdrawal .. relegated to listening to his voice on all those Bank of America commercials!

Nicely written ..........

 
At September 24, 2010 at 10:14 AM , Blogger kathi harris said...

Stafford Ray

Why r u in such a hurry 4 this story 2 end? Tell me. Why?

 
At September 24, 2010 at 11:11 AM , Blogger dana said...

I'm with Stafford. I must know and I must know NOW. (then you can start another one) Is that too much to ask? loved it.

 
At September 24, 2010 at 12:43 PM , Blogger Book Bird Dog said...

End it when you will....nice story...what happens next?

 
At September 24, 2010 at 3:08 PM , Blogger Kristen Haskell said...

Chilly I would also be happy for a to be continued at the ending...Nice writing!

 
At September 24, 2010 at 4:50 PM , Blogger Brian Miller said...

oh you have set this up perfectly...cant wait to see what comes next...i can sympathize with stafford...smiles. nice magpie!

 
At September 24, 2010 at 9:02 PM , Blogger kathi harris said...

Stafford, Brian & Dana, u r all 2 impatient. "Gd things km 2 those who wait." Remember? I promise, it will b worth ur while.

C u all nxt wk.

 
At September 24, 2010 at 10:24 PM , Blogger Reflections said...

intriguing... expecially when so many want it to end... yet you call us back to each one, great write!

Thanks for stopping off at my place, hearing the reader's perspective is always enlightening.

 
At September 25, 2010 at 7:12 PM , Blogger Marilyn said...

Very good story that makes me wonder what happened next ...where was Bliss?
Thank you so much for visiting my blog.

 
At September 27, 2010 at 5:16 PM , Blogger Sue J said...

Can't wait for the next bit. Good Magpie :)

 
At September 28, 2010 at 10:32 PM , Blogger kathi harris said...

Hey Marilyn

This story with Jill & Bliss started 3 weeks ago with the pic of the window prompt, then continued with the hourglass prompt. It is a deliciously scary tale. So read those 1st 2 stories & all ur questions will b answered.

 
At September 29, 2010 at 1:38 AM , Blogger Abhilasha-The Desire said...

Liked the way you introduced the perfume in it.. Lets hope the fragrance works for them... Looking for more ahead :)

 
At September 29, 2010 at 9:22 AM , Blogger Jon said...

Very nice piece of writing!

 
At September 29, 2010 at 1:11 PM , Blogger Lena said...

Had me gripped this did! Return of the aroma soon, we hope!

 
At September 29, 2010 at 8:10 PM , Blogger OJ Gonzalez-Cazares said...

great story!! but now I see (by reading your comments) that I am missing the first two parts, so I am bookmarking them for reading and sharing with by best friend, who is also a huge fan of magpie tales! Thanks a lot for stopping by my blog and reading my magpie - it was my first!
www.castazero.blogspot.com

 
At October 5, 2010 at 3:17 AM , Blogger cheryl said...

I'm intrigued kathi, thoroughly enjoyed your story. As well, thank you for dropping by The Pond.

 

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