Come find me

The boy

- WARNING - 

-In one sentence they swore-

Just in case you don't like seeing or hearing or reading bad language.

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Soon after I had scoffed my face with as much of my dinner as I could fill myself, my mind drifted toward my friends. Tyler, Liam, Jake... their names made way through my head, repeating themselves. I kept wondering what was happening back at home. How long had I been gone for? More questions kept running into me, yet again, I had no answers to satisfy me. Then Lily had randomly popped into my thoughts. That annoying, whiney girl who needed everything done for her. Just the thought of her made me frustrated. After ridding myself of the thought of her, Jake's voice rang through my ears.

"Jenny.. Jenny Lawrence missing... If you were kidnapped, what would be your first response to it, do you recon?"  

At least, now I could tell you, If I could, I thought. Sudden silent tears fell down my cheek. I guess now the realisation of what was happening hit me. Again, questions kept coming at me. This time, it felt endless, and I wanted to cry to the point there was no water left in me. Quite dramatic, I know; but all my thoughts  stopped as my voice responded to him.

"Hm, how about ask me that when I've been kidnapped, Jake,"

Now, I wished I could tell him. Maybe even just to have the chance to talk to him. I had never thought I would want to see Jake this much in my life. I giggled, wiping my tears away onto my sleeve. 

"Help me," I whispered, tightly grabbing my knees. I buried my head down into them and wrapped my arms over my head. It almost felt like a barrier from reality, but I knew there was no way out from my new reality unless I could find an escape. 

I heard the creek of the door opening and screaming, my head twisted to face it as quick as anyone could move. At least, that's what it felt like. I felt tired and hazy, my eyes kept twitching and my body felt weak.  All I could see was a boy -around my age- fighting to not get placed into this room. He slashed against one of the men, then more of them came. I thought about running past them and escaping, in all honesty, that was my only thought. I couldn't care less about the boy, I just wanted to break free. But I couldn't, my legs were numb, and my head felt too heavy for my body to support it.

"LET ME GO, YOU FUCKING MANIACS!" The boy screamed, his voice sounded so familiar. I didn't really think much of it, I thought I was probably just searching for someones voice I knew to comfort me.

"HEY! WAit.." I couldn't hear what he had said next, it was all muffled speech to me. I figured he had stopped fighting, since they pushed him inside the bedroom with me. Oh crap, I thought. I knew what angry boys were like back at school, I didn't need this right now.

"HEY!" The boy pounded on the door, at one point I even thought he would break it down. No need for a lock and key if he was in this room. I hid myself under the covers of the bed. I didn't want this crazy and furious person to see me, I always preferred being invisible to most people. My heart raced. I hugged myself as tight and small as I could get, but I knew I was being watched. His gaze was on me and I could feel it. Panic overtook me. No no no no! I could hear footsteps getting louder toward me.

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Sorry for the short chapter! Uhh well I wanted to end on some-what of a cliff hanger heheh. Anyway, I will make longer chapters in the future, if I keep going with this story. If it doesn't get many views, I'll probably delete it.. ahaha so much of my time wasted.. ;-; 

Sorry if this isn't well written, I didn't put the time to edit it another time since I had no energy heheh..