My kidnapper, My lover, and My friend

'Start of a War' and 'POP!!!'

CHAPTER 5

KRISSY'S POV (Sarah's bff)

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I miss Sar so much. She has been gone for two weeks now and the police are giving up on her case. She never deserved this. When I find that asswipe that took her, I'm gonna whip his ass.

I have been friends with Sarah for about 11 years. She was that shy kid who sat in the back of the class and hated talking. So, one day I went up to her and she looked nervous. I introduced her and she was stuttering a lot.

We became really close friends after that but the stuttering eventually went away. That was the process with everyone I introduced Sar with. Lucky her she ended up with me, Lissa, Stella, Alex, and Yvonne.

Us five are doing everything in our power to find her. We have another search party going on.

"Alright, everyone knows what this girl likes like, correct?" Everyone nodded and murmured yes. "We will have 15 groups of 2. Everyone separate, but stay with your partner and if you see anything call on of us," the cop pronounced.

Yvonne and I went searching around the ice cream parlor. We tried searching the highway too. We had absolutely zero luck, zip, nada, zilch, blank. It is like a cold case. Whoever stole her was really good at it I though.

When we all met up at 7:48, we have no clues except a surveillance camera that was blurry and showed us anything new. I know we will find Sar. We just have to figure out how.

2 Weeks later

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We have been searching for Sarah now for almost one month and the police are not helping the searches now. Everyone has lost hope and thinks that she is dead. I won't give up Sar I promise you that, and I NEVER break my promises.

Nate's POV

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So much has happened in the last month. My dad is demanding I kidnap more innocent people. I hate the mothereffer. Sarah is getting along better than I ever thought. She has friends and a very unique personality. Just the other day she pranked me, I don't know how I missed it.

I was walking to my room when suddenly I tripped on string into plastic wrap.

"Sarah, I swear if this was you!!!!!!" I yelled.

I entered my room only to be covered in milk, and many different colored paints. I felt something cold dribble down my back and so the one and only Sarah. She poured ice water and glue down my shirt.

I was split between yelling at her and laughing. I probably look constipated. I decided to laugh with her her laugh is absolutely beautiful like the bells on Santa's Sleigh.

"Oh my god, that was hilarious!" she shouted.

"Sarah, just because I'm laughing doesn't mean that we are okay. You just started a war, a prank war!!!!" I shouted and ran to get supplies.

Sarah's POV

Okay, deep breaths, Sar, deep breaths. Cups, check, giant balloon, check, shop vac, check, confetti, check, sriracha, check, peanut butter cups, check, onions, check, chocolate, check, caramel, check. I have everything for my master plan.

What am I talking about, so yesterday Nate pranked me. I mean full out prank, he set me up by sending someone to wake me up, then proceeding to cover me head to toe in paint, flour, and a lot of food. Then picked me up and threw me into the freezing pool.

I'm setting up my prank now, cue the evil laughter. So it is the week of halloween. Firstly, I melt the chocolate in a pot and continue to slowly cut a small square in the peanut butter cups. Then I fill them with sriracha and use the squares to cover it. I use the melted chocolate to fix the seams then rewrapped and packaged the peanut butter cups, prank one down three to go.

Now with my caramel I grab some red onions and dip them so they look like red candy apples and allow the to cool. I'm really feeling like Paula Dean right now, this is fun. Prank two down two to go.

I grab 700 red solo cups and start filling them up. Once I filled them all up I took 325 and lined the all the ways down the hall to his room. I went back and got my giant balloon, shop vac, and confetti. I shoved confetti up the nozzle on the shop vac and used the reverse setting to blow up the balloon. Once the balloon was huge and about ready to pop. I went to one of the cleaning maids and told them that Nate told me to give them the day off. She didn't argue with me probably because she saw my balloon and cups and knew I was pranking Nate back. All systems are a go.

I grabbed a knife and the balloon and quietly brought them into Nate's room, by the way it is 3 a.m. Then I got the rest of my water filled cups and lined them on the other side of the hall leaving me trapped in Nate's room. I went on the side of his bed so he won't fall of me. I readied my balloon and..................... P O P !!!

He flew into the air like a rocket and yelled, "MOTHA EFFING SHIT!!!!" and I ducked then heard a thump. He screamed my name and I shuffled under the bed. I assume he started to run down the hall because I heard a scream and many bangs. I held in my laughter as I got up and took the secret passageway to the kitchen before he got there. I got the 'caramel apples' and the 'peanut butter cups' with an apology note.

He ran in and before he could start screaming at me I said, "Look I'm sorry but I was her a lot of the morning making this apology for you," I said. Nate looked at me then cautiously grabbed the caramel onion. He is so gullible. He took a huge bite then started gagging. I conveniently placed a glass of vinegar water close so he grabbed that then spit it out. I also pranked some stuff earlier I didn't mention. I duct-taped the faucet with a nickel so it will squirt all over him.

He fell for it and now he is even more soaked and looks like he peed his pants even more. "I am so sorry Nathan, here eat the peanut butter cups I got them out of the pantry nothing is wrong with them I swear I am so sorry," I said. He to the peanut butter cups and inspected them thanks to my handiwork they look normal. He shoved the whole thing in his mouth, then started screaming. He grabbed the milk and was basically pouring it all over his face. I was laughing so hard at this point it was silent and I was gagging for air. I feel like a retarded seal now.

He glared at me which was pretty damn funny in my position right now. I mean the man was covered in milk, sparkly confetti, looks like he peed his pants, his face is beet red, he is sweating, and glaring. He kind of resembles more of a clown than a professional worker.

After about 10 minutes I finally sober up and look at him. "Oops," was all I said before I walked away in victory on top of the world. Suddenly I hear the doorbell. I walk towards it, then hear as I open it, "Sarah don't you dare," but he was too late I open the door and get slapped by no other than.....