"Please Sophie, just let me drive you home. It'll be no problem!" Zack shouts after me.
"No thanks Zack. But thank you. I mean it is in the middle of the day."
"But it gets dark in an hour, you'll take at least 2 to walk home." Zack says.
"I'll be fine, I'll text you the whole time." I say, walking backwards, facing Zack.
- Text from: Cinnamon Toast Sticks
Please be careful.
- Text to: Cinnamon Toast Sticks
I'll be fine. Don't worry.
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Hello, I'm Sophia Lynn Opasso and I'm 18, as of today. That back there was Zack, my "older brother", I put quotes around it only because he's not my real brother but he acts like he is. Anyway, I live in a small town outside of L.A. called Thurnabee. I know it's a weird name, pronounced turn-na-bee. Although, I go to school in L.A. , I am a senior. Only about a week left of school, then I'm free.
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*5 new texts from: Cinnamon Toast Sticks*
-where are you?
-are you okay?
-mouse? Why no answer?
-hey! Message back
-Where the fuck are you?
Oh my god. This boy doesn't know when to rest. Course he has been my best friend since we were 5.
-Text to: Cinnamon Toast Sticks
I'm fine. Almost home.
- Text from: Cinnamon Toast Sticks
Thank god. Okay. See yah later.
-30 minutes later-
I'm entering my neighborhood and there is a white van playing very loud music. As I walk past I hear them yelling. 'Hey is that a girl?' 'She looks juicy.' 'Let's get her, I want some.' I start walking faster but they speed up. Next thing I know I was being thrown into the back of the van, my hands tied with rope and a bag over my head.
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Taken
FanfictionYou never want to walk alone, 2 miles away from home, in thedark. You never know who is lurking and who has the desire to make you, their next victim.
