Impractical Jokers, Practically

Chapter Three

What's going on? Five seconds ago, I was at home and about to eat dinner with my best friends. The next thing I know, I'm abducted by the pizza guy who turned out to be the creep from earlier and I'm scared for my life. I'm trying to wrap my mind around this. How did this happen? How did Calvin even find us? This isn't good.

I started imagining about how this would play out. I'll be kidnapped, frightened, and all alone. He'll probably take me someplace dark in some musty basement or something and tie me up so I can't escape. Haha, the irony. Calvin gets to tie me up just like he originally wanted to. Then, he'll probably rape me and abuse me. He'll send some sort of video or picture or something of the two of us to Sal, Murr, Joe, and Q and then make them go out of their minds trying to find me. I imagine Sal bursting in the door, roundhouse kicking Calvin out of the way, and then releasing me and holding me in his arms. Whoa whoa whoa, what? What am I---ugh, focus Alexa. But what if after a while my friends give up and stop trying to look for me? What if they stop caring? Is there a possibility that I wouldn't matter to them anymore? No, that's not possible. That wouldn't happen. It wouldn't. Besides, this is ridiculous. Calvin might think that this is all a game to him, but this is my life.

As I clear my head from my thoughts, and Calvin is about to take me away, I start praying. I pray to God for Him to help me and to find a way out of this mess. I knew praying was the only thing left I could do. I can't run away because Calvin still has me in a tight locked grip. I couldn't get away, I couldn't scream as there was absolutely no sound coming out of my mouth and I didn't know what else to do.

My prayers must have been answered because I hear commotion and look behind me. There stands my friends, all four of them, and I've never been happier to seem them. Calvin still has a hold of me and he's very strong, but I knew right then and there I was already going to be saved.

"Okay, asshole you want to play it this way, fine. Let Alexa go and then you can deal with me instead because I'm ready to knock you the fuck out, prick. Murray, go call the police." Q said in a rage. His fists came up and looked like he meant business.

Calvin laughed and said, "You wouldn't even touch me, not while I'm still holding her. I'd like to see you try."

As Murr pulled out his phone from his pocket and started dialing 911, Calvin walked closer up to the rest of the guys. He had me locked in his grip and stood me in front of him like I was his shield.

Sal said in a very low, menacing voice, "If you don't let go of her, I will make you. And then I'll make sure you never touch her again." Sal looked so serious, he even frightened me.

"Alright, the cops should be here any minute." Murr said.

Calvin said in a hostile voice, "Like that'll stop me." As he made a move to start pushing me away from the guys, Joe and Q tackled him to ground which, of course, made me fall to the ground. I looked up in time to see Sal pulling Calvin off of me and pulled me far away from the hands of my would-be abductor. I see Joe and Q pinning Calvin to the ground, finally caught and unable to move. I see Murr instructing the police what happened as they finally arrived. I see that I'm free.

"Alexa, are you okay? Did he hurt you? Alexa, answer me. Please." Sal said in a gentle, but urgent voice. He pulled me off the ground and ran his hands up and down my arms in an effort to soothe me.

I couldn't even talk. I couldn't even say a word. I couldn't move, I couldn't think. I didn't cry out of frustration or cry in relief. I didn't smile to the guys to say my thanks. I was in too much shock to do anything but stare. And shake. I look down and notice my hands were shaking and then my whole body was shaking too.

I see the police arresting Calvin. I see all four of the jokers staring at me, noticing my predicament, and rushing over to me in a group hug. I see their worried faces as they pull back and look at me. I hear the panic in their voices and then their concern. I see and hear all of that. I just couldn't talk or move.

Joe said to the guys, "Come on, let's take her inside. She has had a tough day."

"Yeah, you'll probably feel better after you go inside, get comfortable, and relax." Murr said to me.

"It's over. Alexa, it's over. He's gone. He'll be locked up for a while." Q added.

As they walked me inside our apartment, I felt Sal's hand on my back the whole time. I might have felt something like bewilderment or giddiness if I wasn't so numb.

Joe, Q, and Murr decided to give me time to myself. I mean, they did spend hours with me trying to help me calm down, but I still wasn't responsive. They finally gave it a rest and figured I would feel better after a good nights sleep.

Sal was the only one who stayed with me after the other guys left my bedroom. He talked to me about random things, pointless things, but it was nice to keep my mind off of what happened today. He was playing with my hair when he said, "I told you that you could count on us. That we'd always be here for you. That I'd always be here for you. I'd do anything for you." He looked like he wanted to say more, but he just stopped and smiled. I tried to smile back, I actually could feel myself melting to the sound of his voice and feeling less numb, but it still was too difficult. All I could do was move and touch his hand with mine.

Surprised, Sal looked at me with curiosity and in awe. He didn't say anything after that, but he held me the whole time as I drifted off to sleep. Our hands didn't break away from our touch.