Kidnapped- A Tøp Fanfic

False Confessions

A/N- Some of you might have noticed this, but I've changed my username to megalopolis_. Anyways, how are you guys liking the story? I hope you like it, cause I've had tons of fun putting this together.

Btw my heart was beating so fast as I wrote this chapter.

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"And he's using me to draw you in," Josh said, igniting me with confusion and fear.

"What do you mean he's using you and Tyler to lure me in? And why the hell does he want to ruin my life?"

"You'll figure it out. I have to go." And with that he hung up. I stared at my phone with my jaw dropped.

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Piper had gone back home, and I lay in bed staring at my ceiling. I couldn't get Josh's screams out of my head. But it wasn't just that that haunted me.

Who was the Message Man? And why did he want to hurt me? But what scares me the most was that the mysterious person was using Josh and Tyler to hurt me.

Guilt swam inside me.

Because if me, two men who have never done anything wrong are being tortured on a daily basis.

I hated whoever had done this with such intensity I was visibly shaking. What kind of person could DO that? I had to save my boys.

Still shaking violently, I burst into tears.

Sure, I knew where they were. But how was I, a girl in tenth grade, supposed to stop an adult who had the power and strength to hold two other grown men hostage? And torture them constantly.

I had promised Josh I would save him. Save him from the incredible pain he was in. But how the hell was I supposed to do that?

I had no weapons. No skills in fighting. Not a whole lot of brains to come up with a good plan to outsmart anyone.

For the first time in a few weeks, I cried myself to sleep, feeling completely helpless.

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I woke up at 9am. It was Saturday. I got up out of bed, tied my messy hair into a bun, and went to make myself a nice cup of tea.

While the water was boiling, I grabbed my phone and headphones and put Vessel on shuffle play.

Rubbing my eyes,  I pored the water into a mug. Then I added the tea bag. 

Once my tea was ready, I grabbed my laptop and sat in the couch.

I didn't do much that day. Just sat around in the pool of my own misery. Checked what was going on on the Internet. Watched a few movies. 

After a while I got bored, so I turned on the news.

I took a sip of tea, but spat it out as a saw the breaking news:

"Tenth grade girl Piper Waters claims to have single handedly discovered the location of the missing men Tyler Joseph and Joshua Dun." My body shook in hatred.

I discovered where they are. I got the call. I did research in the wee hours trying to find them. I did all the work. And here was my best friends, or more like ex-best friend, saying that SHE did it all, without the help of me. When it was actually the other way around.

My eyes narrowed, and I stood up.

I had made my desicion.

I was going to go save Twenty One Pilots.

And I was going to do it today.

By myself.