Kidnapped- A Tøp Fanfic

Message Man

A/N- That last one ended with a cliffhanger, didn't it? I wanted to make you guys wait to know what happens next. Then I thought that was kind of mean. And plus I myself wanted to know what happens next. So here it is. And let's just say, it's not quite what you thought it would be.

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I hear footsteps behind me. I'm afraid to turn around, afraid of what monster awaits me. I pull out my gun, and slowly turn around. And I wasn't prepared for what I saw.

Two figures stood in the doorway. One male, one female. The boy was standing slightly  behind the girl, as if he was her bodyguard. Both of them had a gun in each hand, and all four guns were pointed at me.

Piper, my former best friend, was pointing a gun at me.  And Dasher was her bodyguard.

I fill with betrayal as my body starts to shake. "What the fucking hell Piper?" I ask.

"Drop the gun," is what she says. Her expression remains blank. But I don't listen. The gun remains firm in my hands, ready to pull the trigger.

"DROP THE GUN SKY," Piper screamed. Her using my nickname added a whole new level of anger. As much as  I wanted to, I couldn't pull the trigger. I still cared for her, and as ridiculous as it is, I couldn't kill her. It would save me lots of problems. Get me to Josh and Tyler.

My eyes narrow, and I aim the gun. "Sky, drop the gun now or you'll be sorry." I aim the gun, and pull the trigger. I hear a gunshot, then feel pain like no other, I drop the gun, causing the bullet I fired to hit the ceiling right above Piper.

I drop to the floor, and cradle my hand. Piper had shot my hand. Piper. My friend. Former friend. I cry out in pain. This hurt more then the time I busted out three teeth. More than the time I broke my leg. More than the time a bear clawed my face. Now that I think of it, combine all of that together and then you'll have the amount of pain I'm in.

Dasher walks up to me and kicks me hard, causing me to once again cry out in pain. 

"Take her down," Piper said. Dasher picked me up firefighter style, which hurt my bruised ribs that he had kicked, my face that had been clawed by a bear, and my newly shot hand. He carries me down the hall, down stairs, and outside a cell with metal bars. 

"Are you sure she should be kept with the others?" Dasher asked Piper.

"Eh. Can't do much harm. Plus they should get to know each other's screams," Piper replied. Dasher brought me into the room, and dropped me on the floor. No, he didn't set me down, he dropped me. I scream in pain. As much as I want to move to sit up, I can't. I remain sprawled out on the floor, my breathing heavy. 

"And Sky, I am the Message Man. Fear me," Piper said, then walked out of the room and up the stairs.