Abducted

Chapter 11

Luana's P.O.V.

Taylor and I had a great time last night, memories were definitely made... Let's just say that. The morning had rolled around and we were sitting in the airport waiting for her flight back to L.A. to arrive.

We spent our last couple hours together running around the airport from Starbucks to McDonald's and back to Starbucks. Just being the obnoxious friends that we are. The speaker crackled and everything was fuzzy until the attendants voice came through, "flight 34 to Los Angeles is boarding now." I felt a tightening in my chest and glanced at Taylor, my best friend, my good luck and bad luck, and I remember everything we did together. Growing up together right next door and getting into trouble all the time in class. Dancing in Walmart at the dead of night. I don't know how I would function without seeing her everyday, but I'll have too. We exchanged our goodbyes and playful punches in place of tears because we promised not to cry. Before she walked through the gates one last hug was shared. Except this time it was longer. Then, she boarded her plane, hopeful to rebuild with her father.

I walked back to my parents car and we drove home. I was silent, but I hadn't cried. "So, what're you up for today?" My mom asked, smiling at me through the rearview mirror. I just shrugged. Then, my dad tuned around in the passenger seat the look back at me. "You sure? We can do anything you'd like. We have a lot of time to make up for." He said with a smile, as well. I just shrugged again and returned my focus back to the passing ground of Sydney, Australia from my window.

Once the car parked in our garage, I immediately got out of the car and ran to my room upstairs. 'Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry' I kept telling myself. I thought about it, where is my mom? Why'd she take me? How did she find me? Maybe she knew my family..... As I let a tear slip I heard a knock at my door.

"Go away Luke. I don't want to see you."

"It's Ashton...."

I opened my door just enough to let my head through. "Yes?" I sighed. "Uhm... Me and Gianna are going to the beach, you wanna come? I know that you're upset so I thought it might take your mind off of things." Ashton said, calmly. "Oh, uh... Sure, I'll go."
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The beach was nice, but the sand was hot. Ashton and Gianna played volleyball while I walked down the pier, sat on the edge, and dipped my toes in the water. My legs swung back and forth, kicking the water gently. The wooden plank beside me creaked as Ashton sat down beside me. "Hey kiddo" he smiled and patted my head. I laughed a little and shrugged, "hey".

"So what's been bothering you lately?" He asked. Honestly, I wanted to scream and ask if it could be anymore obvious, but Ashton was so calming I couldn't scream.

"Well, I did just find out that I was kidnapped and that my mom is really not my mom. Also, I'm thrown into this new life that I'm forced to live and my brother thinks he can control everything. But that's just the tip of the iceberg.." And no sarcasm was intended, but he just smiled and looked at me, "it only gets better, so stay jolly."

"Jolly?" I laughed.

"Well you laughed so, it's Gucci" he laughed. "Gucci? Ashton what is this language you speak? Teach me" I laughed. "Well I can't really teach you, it just happens when you're happy"
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I stayed at the beach until sunset, it was really fun. Fresh air to let me think. Ashton made me realize, life is only as good as you make it out to be. We drove home and I walked inside to the kitchen. Luke was in there, and I knew I had to talk to him now.
"Where were you all day?"

"At the beach with Ashton and Gianna."

"Oh.... Listen Lu-"

"No, you listen. It's hard to be thrown into a new life with strangers and new places without a choice. Okay, it's hard to never see your best friend and live somewhere when everything is backwards from what you knew. And people surrounding you with these accents. It's hard, to put it simply." I paused and took a deep breath. "It's also terrible to know that you mother isn't really your mother. I have so many questions that don't have answers."

He looked at me with pity and.... and sorrow.
"I'm sorry." Was all he said before leaving.