Take Me Home!

I Gotta Go Potty

When we get to the theater, I notice that Johnny is holding his...spot. His face looks worried but he's keeping it together.

"Hey, Johnny?" I ask.

"Mm hmm?" he humms looking up at the review mirror into my eyes.

"What's wrong?" I ask even though its obvious.

"I-I gotta go potty," he answers in his little 5 year old concerned voice.

"Okay," I say unbuckling,"Then we better hurry huh?" I say opening the door. I climb out and see him nod his head fiercely through the car window and I open his door.

As I unbuckle him, he moans a little and I panic. I do NOT want him peeing on me or my car. I pick him up and help him to the ground. I grab his hand and we walk to the theater.

After I got our Cars tickets we quickly got inside and found the nearest Men's restroom.

"Okay, Johnny,"I say,"We need to hurry.The movie starts in 5 minutes."

He nods and runs inside the restroom.

I find a bench near the restroom door and sit. I find myself looking at the restroom sign, suddenly interrested in the thought that its a stick figure.

I hear someone clear their throat next to me. I turn to see that a rough looking middle aged guy has sat next to me. He looks a bit dirty...is he a hobo?

"I saw that you're with a little boy," he pauses,"that your son?"

My eyes widen and I stutter out,"Oh n-no sir, I-I'm just babysitting him."

"Oh sorry about that, I just thought, you know teen pregnancy is getting real bad nowadays," he sniffs.

"Yeah," I say turning my attention to the sign once again.

I glance back at him-no where he was. Shivers run up my spine. Wasn't he just there a second ago? I pull out my phone and look at the time. Two more minutes. I slip it in my back pocket as I stand up.

Johnny is taking forever and I'm getting nervous. Then I see the dirty man walking away from this area and he has a blonde little boy with him. My heart stops. Johnny?

Oh God. "Johnny!" I scream trying to see if it's him.

The little boy tries to turn around but the man forces his attention forward. It is Johnny. I begin to fastwalk, then it turns into a jog.

The man begins to run, as do I. We reach the parkinglot when he suddenly stops at a black van. I begin to slow down as I approach him. When he turns around, Johnny is limp in his hands.

I gasp and lunge at him but he pulls out a gun and points it at Johnny. "Don't move if you want this boy alive," he simply states.

I pause and watch as he tosses Johnny into the back of the van. Oh god, is he dead? The man then turns to me facing the gun at my head. I stay perfectly still as he gets closer.

He's two inches away from me when he speaks,"Mmm," he purrs,"you are so dang beautiful." I feel his hand on the small of my back slowly moving down to my butt. I freeze when his hand reaches there.

I feel my phone slide out of my pocket and he brings it to my face. He smiles and throws it on the grownd shattering it. There goes my chances of rescue.

I look at his smiling face then I feel a sharp pain on my temple and I black out.