Chemical Reaction | A Gwenvid + Dadvid Fanfic

Chapter 13

Max's POV

After a few more seconds of making sure no one was watching us, I tuned back in on the conversation playing through Neil's walkie talkie.

"Are we excited to prepare magic camp for next week? Harrison has been talking non-stop about it!" David exclaimed.

"GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!", I screeched, throwing the walkie talkie down. "DOES THIS MAN KNOW HOW TO FUCKING TALK TO PEOPLE? IT'S LIKE EVERYTHING IS ABOUT THE CAMP! I SET HIM UP ON THIS PERFECT DATE AND-"

"Hey, we helped too!", Nikki said.

"Okay, fine. But not the point."

"Shut it Max! They'll hear you!" Neil gritted through his teeth.

All of a sudden, a car alarm started beeping VERY LOUDLY in the distance. The sound was unmistakable. It was the Campmobile. The stupid piece of shit was so old that the alarm was basically half broken and sounded like a wailing zombie.

"Oh, looks like my car alarm is going off!", David said to Gwen. "Be riiiight back!", he said cheerily. I heard the jingling of his keys as he took them out of his pocket and his steps as he walked out the door.

"FUCK! NEIL, NIKKI, HIS CAR IS PARKED RIGHT OUTSIDE THE ENTRANCE! IF HE COMES TO THE SIDE OF THE CAR, HE'LL SEE US! I'VE GOTTA DO SOMETHING!"

I ran alongside the restaurant until I reached the corner, and made a sharp turn, still running towards David's beeping car. Holy shit, I didn't even know how to make it stop! I went behind towards the trunk, for some reason it sounded like the noise was coming from there. Hmmm, maybe if I kick it, it'll stop this infuriating noise. I gave the back of the car a BIG kick.

WEEEEE OOOOOOOHHHH WEEEEEE OOOOOOHHHHH WEEEEE OOOOOHHHHH

For fuck's sake! It only made the damn thing louder.

"Hmmm, guess you're not as smart as I assumed you to be." I heard a familiar voice say.

"What the fu-MMHHMMMM -- MHHHMMMM." The person tied a rag over my mouth and next thing I know, I'm being thrown into the back of a sketchy black van.

"HMMMMLMMMMPPP!!! HMMMMLMMMMPPP!!!" I tried yelling for help but it was useless, I was basically inaudible to anyone over 3 feet away from me. Somehow in all the chaos, the damn idiots also tied my fucking hands and feet.

I always envisioned what it would be like to be in my current situation, but I never realized it would be because of Daniel.

David's POV

I ran outside while the wailing alarm of the Campmobile kept ringing out. Gosh darn, I didn't want my date to be interrupted like this! I need to get that thing fixed.

I ran towards the car and tried to open the door with the keys, but for some reason it wasn't working. It was like someone had shoved something in the keyhole, and my key wouldn't fit in. The alarm kept sounding and people from the street were starting to look at me, so I panicked and just continued to shove the key harder and harder.

Suddenly, I picked up a sound coming from nearby. It sounded so muffled. "MM! DMM-VMMMD! HMMMLMP MMMMM!" I quickly scanned my surroundings, trying to locate where the sound was coming from. The muffled voice is so familiar...

"Max? Is tha-"

Right then, someone ran up behind me and tied a rag over my mouth, cutting off my remaining sentence. I screamed, very loudly, and tried to brush their hands away. I couldn't though, and soon I heard another person approach as I felt the rag tighten. I kept trying to scream and call for help, but I couldn't get a sound out of my mouth.

I felt myself being picked up and thrown into the trunk of a black van. I landed on my side with a thump. "Owie", I tried to say, but couldn't because of the rag.

After a few agonizing minutes, waiting for the pain to fade, I sat up and properly looked at my surroundings. I was sitting in the trunk of some van. I turned around and saw... Max?

"MAX! Why are you here?", I asked him, panicking. It came out more like mumbles instead of words.

"MMMCMM DMMMNNLL KMMMNMMM MMMM-"

He was interrupted when the trunk slammed shut behind us. I whirled around, taken by surprise by the noise, and saw 2 black shadowy figures through the fogged window.

"Who would have thought the adult would squeal more like a little girl than the kid." I heard a feminine voice say. An oddly familiar voice, but still unrecognizable to me.

"Don't you worry, you'll get used to the idiot's weakness in no time, it's quite entertaining."

Now that voice, I could recognize it anywhere.

Daniel.

And the other voice must be Jen! That lady that Gwen brought back when we hired the bleached fool. Humph! I'm much better than him anyways. What sort of a camp counselor poisons and brainwashes kids?

"What should we do now Daniel?"

"Start the van, we're heading to the warehouse. Give me a minute to sedate them."

Holy cedar! He was going to put us to sleep!?!? We then watched as the trunk door swung open.

"Hello boys, hope you enjoy the ride. Night, night! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"MMMMMMMMMMPPPP- MMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPP" We tried shouting for help but it was no use. Next thing I know, I'm slowly drifting off to sleep as I hear the door shut with a muffled thump, leaving us in complete darkness.