Chapter 6

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(Mikey's POV)
"You probably aren't listening hard enough." I laughed trying to put her off. She couldn't know the truth. She could suggest anything as much as she wanted to, she wouldn't know the truth.
"Sure." She fake smiled. I could see right through this girl.
"Babe, I'm fine stop worrying please, Sarah." I chuckled. She better forget about this. I prayed.
"Lets just go to bed." I smiled.
"But it's only 6pm." Sarah complained.
"Fine. What do you wanna do?"
"How about we go to where we first met?" She grinned up at me. That smile was irresistible.
"The theatre." I smiled. We ran to the car and drove quickly to the west end. We didn't need to tell anyone, it was our night. This might help her forget, which is a major plus.
"Ah. The lights. The noise. Beautiful." Sarah breathed out. We walked hand in hand to the ticket booth. Her face had lit up, and not just because of the lights!
"Two tickets please." I smiled politely. She handed me the tickets and attempted to flirt. I say attempted because she looked like a slut. We wandered around the theatre for a while, enjoying the retro look of it. When we sat down I went to get drinks and snacks. Sarah sat waiting and I walked away.

(Sarah's POV)
Mikey went to buy drinks and snacks so I got our seats. A guy came and sat next to me. He smiled at me. I rolled my eyes, are all men these days players?
"Sorry, but my boyfriend is sat there. Please will you move?" I asked politely.
"No thank you." He smirked. It was a rhetorical question, idiot.
"Seriously, we paid for these seats." I glared at him. He rolled his eyes. I could tell that he clearly didn't care in the slightest. I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath. If I didn't I probably would have punched him square in the nose.
"Oh just chill." He laughed. I grabbed him by the hair and dragged him into the foyer, a couple of people stared but I really wasn't in the mood to care..
"Now, if you could just leave, that would be nice." I spat at him. He laughed at me.
"Now, now. Don't be so violent." He smirked, grabbing my wrist and twisted it. He was breaking my wrist. He began trying to pull me out of the theatre. I tried to scream but he threatened me, whispering into my ear.
"I will kill little Mikey over there." I could feel the smirk on his face growing.
"I bet you love this." I growled, already hating him. He pulled me up to a black jeep, how stereotypical, and threw me into the boot of his car and drove away. Was this guy born in a flipping fanfiction or something? I really need Mikey's help.

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What's gonna happen to Sarah? Is her mysterious kidnapper going to know the secret? You don't know, but I do. Wow, that sounded ultra, super cheesy!

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