Opposites Attract {Janiel}

Chapter 17

~Daniel's POV~

"This is all my fault." I state to myself, as Joey is still passed out. I sigh and bang the back of my head against the door. I look over to Joey, and I see his eyes open a little. I lift my head up and I walk towards him. I sit down next to him and I lean my head on his shoulder. He lifts his head up and I look at him. "Where am I?" He said in a raspy voice. "We're in the storage closet, as crazy as that sounds." I sigh. "Why?" "Sawyer put us in here." I sigh. "Oh." He says. "That bitch." He states. "Don't worry I'll try to get us out." I say, trying to build up his confidence. "What is he going to do to us?" Joey asks in a scared whimper. "I don't know, and I don't want to find out. He's done some shit things to people in the past." I state. "Here, let me untie you." I state and I untie his hands. He wiggles them around to to get them moving and get the feeling back. "Joey, are you okay? You look sick?" I look at his bruised face and elbow, and he seemed droopy. "I feel light headed, and everything hurts." He claims. I check his bruises and elbow, and I see a really swollen hole in his arm. I gasp. "What!?" He asks. "What do you remember?" "I just remember walking into school and Sawyer just attacking me." He states, still droopy and almost passing out. "Oh my God. He drugged you."

I swear I'll cut that bitch. Joey didn't hear me, as he nearly is passed out again. I sit down next to him and I lean my head on him. "This is all my fault."

After resting and planning on Joey's shoulder I finally decide I have to do something before it's too soon. I get up and look around. "Daniel?" Joey asks, wide awake. "Is that you?" He asks. "Yes." I turn around smiling. "Finally you're awake." I smile. He's ok. I unwrap his hands and he hugs me tight. "I was worried sick. Sawyer put me in here, and he next thing I remember is passing out." He says. "You don't remember what happened after?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Well, Sawyer drugged you, put you in here, and you were loopy when I first came here. Sawyer was hitting on me and I slapped him and he trapped us both in here now." I state. Joey gasps, and hugs me again. "I'm sorry I put you through all this shit." He cries into my shoulder. "It's not your fault, nor it's mine. It's that assholes fault for messing with us." I state, comforting him. "How are we going to get out? We don't have our phones!" Joey states. "Ah that's where you're wrong young one." I smile, and my old man accent makes him giggle. I pull out my phone. "He forgot to take mine." I smile. "But how are we going to frame Sawyer?" He asks. Luckily I set my phone up as a camera when I first got in here. "And he has your phone." I state.

After calling 911 we sit ad wait, cuddling with each other. He leans his head on mine. "Everything's going to be okay. They'll hopefully take Sawyer in and we can go back to normal. We're getting out soon, honey. Don't worry." I kiss his forehead and he lifts up his head to place a sweet kiss on my lips. We pull out and smile. We are unstoppable.