Twisted (Kidnapped By Frank Iero)

Chapter one

I stared at my poster covered wall while I listened to my music blaring through my room. My mother always complained about my music being to loud. Oh well, that's her problem.
I mouthed the words to Jesus Of Suburbia as I closed my eyes and put my arms behind my head.
Soon enough I had listened to the entire album and my record player came to a stop.
I sighed and walked over to where the vinyl sat and returned the record to the case it was in when I first took it out.
'man I need to buy more music' I thought to myself as I brushed my red hair into a ponytail.
After a little while of counting up my money, I decided to head down to the local record store down my street.
I lived in the town so it wasn't that much far of a walk.
I changed into my grey t shirt along with red jeans and my doc martens as I grabbed my purse and made my way out of my front door.
I shivered as the cold air brushed against my pale skin when I stepped onto my front porch. I hummed some music while waking along the hard broken sidewalks that lead to the music store on Main Street.
As I proceeded my way towards the store, I felt the instinct that someone was watching me.
I looked behind me to check is there actually was anyone. Thankfully there was no one in sight.
I sighed and stepped up to the double doors that lead to Music Heaven. This had always been my favorite place, ever since I moved up here 6 years ago when I was 12.
My music taste was always different compared to other people's, so a lot of people thought I was "strange" since I didn't listen to typical rap or pop music.
The small bell above the door rung as I entered the warm store.
"Madeline!" Called Brendon, the cashier at Music Heaven.
"Hey Brendon" I said smiling as I made my way to the front counter.
Brendon moved here a few years ago from Vegas but we had become good friends overtime
"what brings you here today" said Brendon as he ran his hand through his  brown hair. I giggled as he knocked over a small bowl of earbuds when he brought up his arms to his head.
"Nothing much" I replied smiling. "I just need some new music to add to my collection"
"Well, do I have the perfect thing for you" Brendon said as he stepped away from the counter.
Brendon steered himself to a small rack that read "alternative" on a small white sign. He picked up what seemed to be a record with the cover of drawing with two people, a man and women, leaning towards each other. Both of them had blood spread spread across their faces. 'Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge' read the album over. Just above it the name of the band was sprawled across the top in a typewriterish font.
"This band" Brendon said tapping the cover "is amazing".
"I guess I could give it a go" I said picking up the vinyl and walking over to the cash register. I also decided to get a fall out boy album along with My Chemical Romance.
"Is this all?" Brendon asked as he started scanning the albums.
I nodded as he pressed keys in the cash register as some songs went off. "That will be $30.78" Brendon said.
I handed him $40.00 and he handed me back my change and my records back in a plastic bag.
"Thank you" I said smiling "I will be sure to listen this just as I get home."
"You better" Brendon said laughing.

I walked out of the small shop as I was immediately hit by a gust of cold wind that almost knocked my off my feet.
I stumbled back to a normal position as I began to make the trip back to my house.
My mom was not home so she wouldn't be mad that I came home late. At the moment it was about 10:49 PM.
I continued walking down the sidewalk as I felt footsteps behind me. I swing around again to check but again, there was no one there.
I began to become worried because that was the second time.
I picked up my pace and started speed waking along the pavement.
The footsteps behind me also started to get faster.
That's when I started running.
I heard the bottom of my boots hitting against the concrete along with another pair of shoes. I didn't bother to look back because that only would slow me down.
That's when I felt someone grab me from behind. Hands covered my mouth as I caught a glimpse many tattoos on the attackers arm.
I started to squirm and made an attempt to scream, but that mans hand blocked off my sound.
"Shhhhhh" I heard the man say as I felt a sharp pain in my neck.
I felt dizziness overcome my body as black started to creep into the corners of my eyes.

Dammit, that bastard drugged me.

I felt my body being picked up by the man as the black closed around my. of sight.
The inside of me was panicking but I could do nothing to help myself on the outside.

I was being kidnapped