Blonde & Brunette

Chapter 32: A best friend who always got my back.

Roxy's pov:

Gaining my consciousness back, i opened my eyes slowly, fighting the killer pain in my head. It feels like i drank two bottles of alcohol and right now i'm suffering from hangover. Once my vision was clear, i took a quick glance around me to find myself in a dark room full of dust.

What the hell???

I tried to speak but i couldn't because of some tape on my mouth, that, freaked the shit out of me, i tried to move my hands but with no use, both of them were tied behind my back and so were my legs.

Okay, this is creepy, and i'm sure as hell it's not supposed to happen. This is not an action story, if something it's a teen romance one, what the heck is going on?!!

I don't know, will you stop with the dumb questions and try to loosen the ropes so we can leave the heck out? I don't want to end up raped then killed in here, look at the place! It's so unclean!

I tried my best to free my hands but couldn't, what's happening? i mean, the last thing i remember was me opening the locker rooms door and then 'BAMM!' Everything went black.

"Oh Brent look, she's awake!" A tall skinny man with a cheeky voice said, he was wearing black clothes and of course a black mask.

Weiiird!

"Shut up, dumby, don't call me with my name, do you want us to get exposed?!" Another guy followed the first one inside the room and he was wearing the exact same clothes and black mask.

"Sorry Brent, what do you want me to call you then?" Right there, if my hands weren't tied behind my back i would've face palmed myself. Besides, what kind of a creepy man wearing all black calls his partner in crime 'dumby'?

"Call me 'B' get it?" Brent pointed out.

Really? B? Couldn't be more creative?

"Cool, and you call me 'S' short of Steve!" The cheeky guy jumped up and down from excitement.

Gossip Girl much?

I cleared my throat because that's the only voice i can make, and the two dumbasses attention was on me.

Staring at me, Brent spoke. "Yeah, i totally forgot about you, got caught up in the moment." He chuckled nervously, while scratching the back of his head.

What the hell is this sircus all about? I tried to say but it came out muffled.

"What?" Steve yelled. "Oh sorry, you're probably asking what are you doing here? Well, we kidnapped you!" He cheered.

Okay i must be dreaming, this is so unreal.

"Do you have any comment on that?" Brent asked waiting for my answer.

I'm kidnapped? And my kidnappers are asking me to comment on the situation?

"Oh, sorry!" He said once he realized i can't talk with the tape on my mouth, so he took it off.

What kind of kidnappers apologize?

A dumby one?

Probably.

Wow, look at us bonding and stuff.

Focus, Roxy, you've been kidnapped.

"Well say something!" Steve or should i say 'S' urged me to speak.

However all i did was looking down at the ground not meeting the two freaks eyes and trying to downed what they said.

I'm kidnapped.