Protecting My Kidnappers

Chapter 18- Action

-Jesy's POV-
I park near Jarod's house, behind his shed. It's a long way to walk, but better to be safe than sorry.
Destiny grabs our backpacks, and we sling them over our shoulders.
"Let's do this." I encourage, and we get out of the car, and start walking through the cold breeze.
We get out the dirt road, pulling our jackets closer around us.
"You sure about this?" I ask Destiny, a sudden wave of regret hitting me.
"Positive." She replies, digging through her backpack as we walk.
She pulls out a flashlight, then slings the bag over her shoulder again.
The circular light illuminates the dark path we're on, helping a lot more than the dim moonlight.
"How the hell is it nighttime already?" I ask no one, feeling like we woke up a couple hours ago.
"Time flies when you're busy." Destiny shrugs, and coughs a little.
We finally reach the end of the dirt road, and I see the center's lights.
Destiny turns off her flashlight, stuffing it back in the backpack.
The silence between us is uncomfortable, the only thing I can hear is the wind and our footsteps.
Destiny starts humming a simple tune, one I haven't heard before. It sounds unique, almost like a lullaby.
"What song is that?" I ask curiously, finding the tune intriguing.
"It's a song my mom used to sing to me when I was scared, nervous, or anxious. She made it up herself, and it's been with me for as long as I can remember." Destiny replies, looking up at the starry sky.
"No matter how far you go,
I'll always be right there beside you,
When you miss me just know,
That I miss you too,
Remember it's okay to let go,
Just never forget that I love you." She sings quietly, tears streaming down her face.
I stop her from walking, and look at her.
"It's true. She'll always love you, even if she's not here to show it." I tell her, pulling her into a hug.
"It's alright, Jes. I'm fine." She tries to tell me, but I don't believe her.
"I'm not letting go until you stop crying." I assure her, and she hugs me back tightly.
"We seriously need to keep walking though, we're almost there." Destiny laughs lightly, and I let go.
"You're right, let's just keep our minds on getting these assholes back." I reply, feeling determined.
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As we reach the front of the large building, we quickly turn the corner.
"I know there's another door around here somewhere." I tell Destiny, but she stops putting her backpack on the ground.
She looks through it quickly, and pulls something out.
"Found it!" She exclaims quietly, holding up a small tool.
She slides it under the locked window, and then I hear a click.
"Let's go." She smiles, opening the window slowly and quietly.
I follow her through the window, then I quietly close it again.
"Take off your shoes." I remind her, quickly slipping my own off.
We slowly climb the staircase, being as careful as possible.
"I know a room we can hide in." I tell Destiny, pointing to a door at the end of the hall.
We crawl along the carpeted floor, until we reach to the door.
I reach up and open it, letting the door swing open.
We go into the dark room, and I shut the door quietly.
"Just walk forwards, there's a staircase. Climb it like you would've when you were younger. I reach the staircase after Destiny has gotten to the top, and I use my hands to feel where each step is.
I finally reach the top of the stairs, finding the lightswitch.
I flick it up, illuminating the room.
"Wow... This is amazing..." Destiny stands in awe, looking around at the large room.
"This is a place I found when I first came here, it was my safe place." I explain, reminiscing old memories.
We both sit down on the large bed, looking at eachother in fear.
I hear voices coming up through the air vent, and we both look towards the steel cover.
We cautiously move closer to it, listening carefully.
"Where is she?" I hear Tyler's voice, and heavy breathing.
"I already told you, I don't know!" Another voice comes through, and Destiny backs up a bit.
"Aunt Helen..." She whispers, biting her lip in fear.
"Still not talking... I guess we'll try again later." Tyler says, and I hear footsteps go out of whatever room this vent leads to.
"Aunt Helen, can you hear me?" Destiny says, and her voice echoes through the duct.
"Destiny?" Her Aunt's voice answers back, and I'm amazed!
"Where are you?" Destiny asks, trying to keep quiet.
"The kitchen, tied to a chair." Helen responds, her voice weak.
"We'll get out of of there soon, don't worry." I assure her, and Destiny looks at me with a scared expression.
"I know... I hear it too." I whisper to her. "We have to go." I tell Helen, and I can just barely hear a slight 'ok' back.
The sound of footsteps move closer, as me and Destiny huddle closer to eachother, paralyzed with fear.
Jarod and Tyler burst into the room, staring at us with sinister grins.
Destiny and I back up as the come towards us, but end up hitting a wall.
The two men are right in our faces, but I try not to show my fear.
"C'mon you two little fucks!" Tyler scolds, grabbing me by the shoulders, while Jarod does the same to Destiny.
They push both of us down the stairs, and we tumble down painfully.
We stop at the landing, nearly on top of eachother.
"C'mon Jes!" Destiny raises her voice, grabbing my hand and pulling me up.
It's too late though, we're grabbed again and taken down to Tyler's room... Again.
We're pushed in, and then Mitchel and Amber grab us and restrain us to the wall.
"What is with you guys and walls?" Destiny asks, trying to break free of the metal restraints.
"What is with you and being annoying?" Mitchel asks, moving right close to her.
"I don't know, what is with you and not brushing your teeth? Or maybe just picking out toothpaste that smells like death." Destiny sasses, and I roll my eyes.
Typical. She's in a life or death situation and she decides to make fun of the people who want to kill her.
Mitchel slaps her hard, but she just looks right back at him.
"You hit like a girl." She mocks, and I kick her leg lightly.
"Stop. You'll get killed." I whisper to her firmly, trying to knock some sense into her.
She shuts her mouth tightly, giving Mitchel a death look.
"How did you guys know we were here?" I ask, curious of how we were found out.
Jarod turns a computer towards us, showing security camera footage.
"We installed security cameras, just for a little look around. Do you really think we're that dumb?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?" Destiny asks, and I let my head drop.
Jarod rolls his eyes, and looks at the time. "It's 10:30 boys, time to rest for today."
"Well, we're going to go hit the hay. Don't go anywhere." Tyler laughs at us, and they all go upstairs.
"Well... Now what?" Destiny asks, acting surprisingly calm.
"We're screwed." I reply, and then I hear a window open right near us, probably on the next floor.
I hear light footsteps, making their way towards the stairs leading down here.
Three silhouettes are clear in the dark, and I hold my breath.
"I though I told you guys not to do anything stupid." Leigh's voice
breaks the silence, relieving me.
"They found us with security cameras! What where we supposed to do?" I exclaim, but quiet myself. "What took you guys so long?" I ask, as they all look for something to free us.
"We brought Helen's car so we could free her and she could go back to the boys as soon as possible." Jade explains, and finally Perrie finds the key.
"Okay, time to get this shit over with. I'm so done already." Destiny admits, rubbing her wrists.
We wander upstairs and to the kitchen, where Helen is tied to a chair, looking lifeless.
She looks up at us, and smiles widely.
"I'm so grateful to see you girls again." She whispers as we untie her, but sadly we don't have much time to talk.
"Listen, you have to get out of here. The boys are at this address." Leigh says, handing her a slip of paper.
"Be safe, girls." She tells us, before we lead her to the door.
Perrie hands her the car keys, her hands shaky.
"You need to go get the boys and and take them back to Harrow. I don't know when we'll be back." Destiny instructs, and watches her Aunt get into her car and drive away.
She starts marching upstairs, as if hunting for something.
It's only then that I see the knife in her hand, and how angry she looks.
She swore to get revenge, and now she's going to.