Jameson X Avery Stories

〔Kidnapped: Pt. 1〕

          I woke up, but all I saw was black. "Ok," I thought. Jameson must off turned off the light. But when I tried to get up, I found I already was. My eyes snapped open immediately from confusion.

         I felt that my hands were strapped to a wooden chair, and I was gagged and blindfolded. I swiveled my head around, loosening my blindfold a little. But before I could loosen it more or escape, I heard footsteps.

          "Don't worry Cricket, it's nothing personal," I hear a voice say. Of course. Ricky Grambs stepped forward and removed my blindfold. I squinted. Though the light was dim, it was still blinding after looking into the darkness.

          "Then why did you kidnap me?" I say once I can see him.

          "You're smarter than that."

          "If you want a dime of my money, you are more shallow than I thought. You aren't getting anything," I threatened. I started to wiggle around in my chair, but he clucked his tongue. "I don't think you are in any position to bargain."

          "How much do you want?" I asked, trying to buy Oren some time to find me. A few seconds could save my life. I knew something that my dead-beat-dad didn't. My silver heart necklace had a tracker on it. Jameson had given it to me on my birthday and he and Oren were the only ones who knew.

          "I would say ten million would suffice," Ricky said, pulling me back to earth. I gape at him. It was still sinking in how much money I had. "Are you crazy? You abandon me and expect me just to give you ten million?!" I said while glaring.

          "Abandoned is a strong word."

          "How about left to go to foster care until Libby took me in?"

          "Better."

          He flashed a blindingly white smile at me and I could tell he got his teeth done. He was still sleeping with Skye. How else would be able to afford it?

          "Anyway, with me tied to this chair, I couldn't even write you a check," I say. He gave me that smile again. "That can be arranged."

          "Where are we?" I said, distracting him from the money. He bought it. Man, he needs to work on his attention span.

          "We are in London," He responds. My eyes go wide. That was over a nine-hour flight! It was going to take forever for Oren to get here! "You flew me to a new continent just to kidnap me?" I said, trying to keep my voice from breaking.

          "I knew that people would try to find you, so I bought a little time. Especially that possesive boyfriend of yours."

          "Don't talk about Jameson."

          "Ah, touchy subject I see. No matter. If he was loyal he would have been here by now."

          "What do you mean? how long have I been here.

          He checks a Rolex on his wrist that I didn't even notice. Definitely still with Skye. "I would say about 15 hours. Real shame no one cares about you." 

          I feel my blood boil, but a wave of sadness overcomes it. maybe he was right. Maybe Jameson abandoned me. Maybe he didn't mean it when he said he loved me.