(Danny pov)
I walk into the house and find my mom on the couch.
"Where's y/n ma?" I ask her.
"Oh, I'm not sure. She wasn't here when I got here." She says.
"She told me she was staying home today though."
"Interesting."
I drive over to the Oscar's house.
I get out and walk up to Oscar.
"Yo Spooky. You guys seen Y/n around has she drove by or what?" I ask them.
"Na bro we ain't seen her." Oscar tells me.
The fuck?
I was going to say something then I got a text from and unknown number.
When I open it my heart literally sinks to my asshole.
It's a picture of Y/n. She has bruises and cuts all over her.
I yell and immediately drop my phone on the ground.
"Woah, you good bro?" Oscar asks me.
"No." I say.
Oscar picks up my phone and looks at the screen.
"Dude" he starts.
I can tell Oscar can't find any words to say.
"They sent another text." Oscar says.
'If you want her, come get her. But you're going to have to bring what you owe me too.'
"What the fuck? I don't owe anyone anything."
"I do." Oscar tells me.
What the fuck? What the fuck.
I walk up to him and grab his shirt.
"You're the fucking reason my sister got fucking kidnapped? Look at her they've ruined her. You dumbass. Oh my god." I yell at him.
"Aye. You know who you're talking to, yeah?" Oscar tells me menacingly.
"I do. And I think someone should put you in your place. You're a dumbass bitch who only thinks about himself. Because of you 'Mr. Keeping the peace in Freeridge' my sister is in danger. My sister with a whole future ahead of her is getting fucked up and traumatized. Oh my god." I tell him.
"I know you're stressed the fuck out right now but there's no way you're going to talk to me like that again. If you do, you're dead." He tells me.
"I know who took her and what they want." He continues.
"The Prophet$. They wanted a couple extra guns from me for sum money. They gave me the money, I didn't give them the guns." He says.
The gang groans. They've already taken a liking to Y/n from what I can tell.
"So you're saying my sister got kidnapped because you didn't want to hand over your guns?" I yell at Oscar.
"Chill. The guns are in the house. César." Oscar snaps and César runs in the house to bring out a black bag.
"Okay where do we take them?" I ask.
"We're not taking them anywhere. I am." He tells me.
"The fuck? No?"
"Yeah. If you don't sit your ass down in the couch right now you're gone." He says.
I smile nervously and sit down.
He gets in the car and drives away.
(Y/n pov.)
I actually don't know if I'm crying or not. I have no idea what's going on.
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