Chemical Reaction | A Gwenvid + Dadvid Fanfic

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Neil's POV

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"SOMEONE SHUT THAT DAMN THING OFF!" I screeched in agony.

It had been approximately 2 minutes and 12 seconds since Max left to try and stop the campmobile's car alarm. Clearly, the idiot didn't fix it.

"Come on Nikki, let's see what's taking Max so long." I grabbed her by the arm and started running towards the car.

"Oh, okay!", Nikki replied, letting me drag her along.

All of a sudden, we saw a poof of black curly hair being thrown into the back of a sketchy black van.

"Max?"

Not even seconds later, we heard a very muffled, high-pitched scream in the distance. It was unmistakable. I stopped in my tracks, turning around to face Nikki.

"Is that wh-"

"DAVID!", Nikki yelled. We both knew that something was wrong, so we bolted towards the car.

After about ten seconds of sprinting, we ran up to the parking lot area to see the trunk of the van close and two figures dressed in black hop in. As the car turned around and drove out of the parking lot, I caught a glimpse of the driver. His blonde hair and light complexion were unmistakable.

I knew immediately that we were in for a long night.

Gwen's POV

I heard the restaurant door burst open and everyone's heads turned to face the door. In ran Nikki and Neil, looking flustered and carrying what looked like a weird walkie talkie on crack.

"GWEN!", they yelled, panicked, jogging towards our table.

What the fuck? Why were these little shits here? Goddamnit, they were probably spying on us.

"What the fuck are you kids doing in here- how did you even get here?", I whisper-yelled, not wanting to make more of a scene. "Where's David? And why the hell are yo-"

"DANIEL TOOK DAVID AND MAX! WE GOTTA GO!", Neil yelled, grabbing the collar of my dress.

"OH, WHAT THE FUCK?!", I yelled. I stood up, quickly collecting all of my things.

"Excuse me, ma'am-", the waiter said, approaching the table.

I cut him off. "TAKE SOME MONEY!" I yelled, slamming an 100 dollar bill on the table from David's wallet, which he had left behind, and ran out the door after the kids.

We ran towards the Campmobile. When we reached it, I saw the keys lying on the floor. He must have dropped them when he got caught. I grabbed them and after multiple hard shoves, I unlocked the van and we hopped in. "WHICH WAY DID THEY GO?", I frantically asked Neil.

"He went left!", Nikki yelled.

"No, he went right!" Neil protested.

"THIS ISN'T HELPING RIGHT NOW!"

"WAIT!" Neil suddenly exclaimed. "David still has the microphone on, we can track him!"

"YOU PUT A FUCKING TRACKING DEVICE ON HIM? A MICROPHONE? YOU LITTLE SHITS WERE LISTENING IN ON US, WEREN'T YOU!"

"Not now Gwen, we gotta get David and Max!"

I looked back as Neil pressed some buttons on the walkie-talkie. "HELLO?", Preston's voice sounded on the other end.

"What the fuck? You're telling me you were spying on us with EVERYONE ELSE? YOU LITTLE SHITS! And Max was kidnapped? I'M PARTIALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR HIM, WHAT THE FUCK DO I TELL HIS PAREN-"