Kidnapped

Chapter 18: Police

Karl POV

It was currently midday. I decided to stay at the hotel instead of going to school as I knew the others would question me. Both George and I knew we had to get them involved soon, as today was our last day we could stay.

Clay and Nick were the only ones that could drive and that was the only way we were getting George anywhere safe.

I could tell George still wasn't ready to face everything but he didn't have a choice. He said it himself he's not safe here.

He stayed in the bathroom for about 2 hours while I got our stuff together. There wasn't much except from the things Callahan had leant us.

I pick up my phone and scroll to Nick's contact. They should be finished with school now so I just need to get them to come here.

"I'm now gonna call Nick" I say, looking over at the boy coming out of the bathroom and sitting on the floor.

I press his number and put him on loud speaker, he answers almost immediately. "KARL! What the hell you cant make us worry like that. Where did you go?" He shouts and I sigh. "I'm sorry okay but are you with Clay and Alex?"

"Yeah we're now getting into Clay's car. Why? Do you want us to pick you up?" He asks "Something like that. I'm gonna send you an address, text me when you're outside" he agrees, confusion laced in his voice.

I hang up and look back over to George, his head resting on his knees. "George are you okay?" I ask, then realising how dumb of a question that is. Silence was the only response I got.

George POV

I thought two days would be enough time for me to process reconnecting with the old people in my life but I was wrong. I could hardly handle Karl, It wasn't his fault though. I was about to let the rest of my best friends know I'm alive.

I'm terrified and happy at the same time. There was still time for things to mess up but there was no way I was letting that happen.

"Nick just messaged me, they're outside" Karl says. I look up from where I'm sitting and see him picking up 2 bags. I get up and pick up my bag, being careful of my left hand.

I follow Karl out, handing the lady at the counter the key and signing us out. I look over at Karl putting his bags into the back of the car. I finish up and walk towards them with my hood up.

Karl takes my bag and puts it into the back as well. I get into the middle seat, the silence was deafening and I felt uncomfortable.

"George?" I look up from my hood at Clay. He looked like he was about to cry. "H-hi" I faintly smile. Alex and Nick still didn't speak.

"We need to go to the police Clay" Karl states and he turns around, starting the car and driving. I kept my head down, allowing Karl to talk as I struggled to get any words out.

"I would've told you guys sooner but it wasn't safe for George. I'm sorry I kept it a secret but I didn't know what else to do. I wanted to help him" Karl says, the car falling quiet again.

"George?" Alex asks from the other side of me and I look over to him. "Yeah?" "Can I have a hug?" he asks and I faintly smile. I was glad none of them were piling on me and asked if I was okay with things.

I move my head so it rests on his shoulder, he puts an arm around me but I move pretty quickly. Clay pulls into the parking lot, shutting off the engine. "Do you want us to come with you..?" Karl asks and I just stare at the police who were walking about the front.

"I-i..uh- can you guys walk me in?" I ask and they all agree, getting out of the car. Karl gets my bag from out the back and passes it to me. We walk inside, a lot of eyes landing on me.

Karl finds an officer and goes up to them. "Hi- uh we're looking for an officer who was on the case of GeorgeNotFound" An officer from behind him comes out of an office, looking directly at me.

"George is that you?" He asks me and I nod. "Lets get you into a room, are your friends coming with you?" He asks and I look at them before turning back and nodding.

I would be more comfortable with people I know rather than a bunch of strangers. "Someone get his parents on the line, get them to come down to the station immediately" He asks, leading us into what seemed to be a meeting room.

The others took a seat first before I sat down too, putting my bag on the table. "Whats that?" the officer asks me. "The clothes I was wearing" I say quieter then intended.

"So what happened to you?" He asks, It felt like a kick in the stomach. A nauseating feeling sat in my stomach. "I-i.."

I felt a hand grab me from behind, yanking me backwards. A body pressed up against my back and a damp cloth cover my mouth. I tried to scream but it was muffled. My eyes slowly fluttered shut.

I woke up on the floor, my head throbbing and my throat sore. As I sit up I dont recognise my surroundings. I see a figure approach me before a fist connected with my face.

"George?" I feel a hand on my arm and I jump throwing myself backwards "DONT TOUCH ME" I shout, recomposing myself.

"George if you want something to be done-" "I-i was kidnapped" I cut the officer off, pulling my hood back up and covering my hands with the sleeves.

"How was you kidnapped?" He asks me and I shake my head. "I just want to see my mum" I croak. I didn't want to answer any of these questions.