Chapter 26: Tragedy (Prank)

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*CHANDLER'S POV*
After another GREAT few days it's time to go home. We celebrate New Years in Tahoe and then we come home with a few days to spare of just relaxing. We spend the next few
Days just relaxing and hanging out together. We're hanging out at Weston's house, only 2 days of break left. Weston gets a phone call from an unknown number and he goes into the backyard to answer it. He's out there for a few mins before he comes in.
"What was It Weston?" Khloe asks
"Just a stupid survey." He rolls his eyes.
A few minutes later I get a phone call. I go outside to answer it.
"Hey Chandler. It's James."
"Ugh dude what do want?" I groan
"So, before I tell you about it, Weston is already in on it." James says
"Ok fine. Tell me.

*SKYLER'S POV*
Later Weston offers to take us all to dinner at this local dinner he says is really good. He parks in the back of the parking lot and we get out the car, the meal is good and we all have fun.
It's about 9:30 when we head back to the car.
Weston starts the engine but it stalls and won't turn on. Him and Chandler get out of the car and pop the hood. They mess with the engine for a moment.
"Hey Skyler, Khloe come here for a second we need you to hold the light." Weston says
Me and Khloe get out of the car flashlights in hand.
"Ok where do you want the light." I ask
"Skyler there and Khloe there." He points.
I hold my phone flashlight where he asked me to.
"Ok I am gonna get the wrench from the trunk." Weston says.
As he's bending over the truck a man dressed all in black grabs him and another comes and puts a bag over my head! I struggle and hear Khloe and Chandler being tied up as well.
"CHANDLER! CHANDLER HELP!" I scream fighting against the person restraining me.
"SKYLER SKY-" Khloe screams
"SKYLER HELP!" Chandler screams. I fight and kick against them.
I hear the screeching of tires and I am lifted up into the car that pulled up.
"KHLOE KHLOE ARE YOU OK!" I scream but a hand covers my mouth.
"SKYLER!" Khloe screams back. I hear the engine start and I try to get my hands separated from the tape that binds them but it's no use!
"Khloe! It's ok we're gonna be ok... We're gonna be ok." I try to comfort her but I can hear her sobbing.
I feel an abrupt stop and the car comes screeching to a halt. Someone grabs me and I am thrown into a chair and tied. I hear Khloe screaming and struggling next to me.
The bags are ripped off of our heads and I see Chandler and Weston with bags over their heads on their knees. The two men who kidnapped us are standing behind them in all black with ski masks on.
"Please let us go!" Khloe sobs.
Weston tried to scream her name but it's only a muffle.
"Chandler!" I cry "are you okay?"
The man pulls off Chandler's mask and he has tear tracks on his red face.
He yells but it's too muffled to understand.
The man pulls out a gun and points it to Weston's temple. His eyes widen in fear.
"NO NO YOU CANT!" Khloe screams tears streaming down her face.
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!" I scream shaking in my chair.
The man pulls the bag over Weston's head and puts the gun to his head
"NO YOU CAN'T!" Khloe screams
"MY FRIEND!" I sob
"I LOVE HIM YOU CAN'T! YOU DONT UNDERSTAND!" Khloe screams.
The man pulls the trigger and Weston falls to the ground. I am in shock. Chandler beings freaking out screaming. Tears stream from his face.
"NOO!" I scream struggling against my restraints.
"NO NO NO NO! WESTON NO!" Khloe screams tears stream down her face.
"Chandler Chandler... Shhh. Shh sh sh. It's gonna all be ok. It's all gonna be ok!" I say staring into his fearful eyes.
Khloe scream and cries. I wish I could just hold her.
"Chandler! Just look at me! I love you." I say
He nods back at me and tears fall from my cheeks.
The man pulls the bag back over his head.
"No! NO NO! YOU CANT! HE MEANS THE WORLD TO ME! HE IS MY BOYFRIEND!" I scream madly shaking in my chair.
He pulls the trigger and Chandler's body goes limp and he falls over.
"NOOO! CHANDLER NO!" I sob
I hang my head sobbing and screaming.
Khloe violently shakes in her chair. I look at the blood soaked ground and wish it all over.
"WHY!" I scream "WE'RE JUST KIDS." I look at the men in ski masks and struggle against the ropes that bond me to the chair.
"I loved him!" I sob.

AUTHORS NOTE: GUYS CALM DOWN EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE AND SORRY TO LEAVE YOU AT A CLIFF HANGER BUT JUST TRUST ME EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE OMG.

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