Kidnapped™

Prologue

Name: Jasmine Renata Lewis

Age: 21

Description: Short with long hair and caramel skinned. (Gabi Wilson)

Jasmine

It was quiet and I walked alone at night. I was recently at a party that my so called 'friend' took me to. She left with some boy that she just met without telling me until I saw her get into his car and leave so I decided to leave after a while cause I knew no one in here and the boys were starting to scare me asking to take me home and sh*t. Hell No!

I was really tired and I was walking for 15 minutes by now and there were no buses or taxis in sight. I took the shortcut into a nearby alley. All of a sudden I saw two black figures in the dark I got behind a dumpster and waited till they were at least finished with what they were doing but I began to listen to their conversation.

"Where is my money Marcus?" I heard one of them shout.

The man who was Marcus replied" I-I don't h-have your money h-here Daniel. Just give me another w-week." he cried scared out of his life.

Who was supposedly Daniel replied "I'm not giving you another damn week if you don't have it now then that's not my fault"

Bang! Bang!

Was what I heard after he said those last words to the man. I looked up and saw the man named Daniel spit on the dead body and started walking my way. I quickly got back behind the dumpster and my heart was racing and all these questions were in my head like: What if he catches me? What would he do with me then? Will he use me to his advantage...

I started to think 'SHOULD I MAKE A RUN FOR IT?!!' either way he would see me but he would have a better chance if I stayed behind the dumpster.What Should I Do?!

I decided to make a run for it....big mistake!

When I began running for my life I bumped into a solid figure and as I slowly looked up I saw a grin on his face. He grabbed me with his muscular arm and held me firmly not letting me go. I tried to scream but it was no use. He had already blocked my mouth. There was no escaping now....

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Name: Jacob Latimore

Age: 25

Description: Ill-tempered

Jacob

I had just pulled up to the corner where I would meet up with Daniel a.k.a Diggy to give him a ride home since driving was not his forte. I got out so he could know that I was here and when I heard the two shots go off I knew that he was in the alley close by. When I walked in I saw Diggy just spit on his 'customer' as I should say but what more caught my eye was the girl behind the dumpster. I could tell she was terrified because she was shaking and she looked as though she was unsure of whether to run or stay by the way she kept getting up. She finally got up and ran but bumped into me and I smiled to myself. Did she really think she was going to make it out of here without being caught?

I grabbed her and she started to flinch and began to scream but I blocked her mouth. Tears started to form in her eyes. She looked beautiful but I couldn't be fooled by her beauty and let her go cause she would go right to the police.

"So who do we have here huh?" Diggy asked as he walked closer to us. She looked at me and then to Diggy.

"Please...I was just on my way home Please don't do this!" She begged. I felt sorry for her deep down inside but didn't show it because I hate to show emotions. I literally dragged her to my car, dug in my glove compartment and took out a drug, I used in case of emergencies, poured some of it on a cloth and pushed it to her face. She tried to fight it off but eventually gave in.

"So am I gonna keep her?" Diggy asked with a grin on his face. I already knew what he had in store for her. I felt sympathy for her because she just wanted to go home.

"Diggy I think I should keep her you know you're too aggressive"

"I'm aggressive you have a bad temper man....You'd kill her if she only does the littlest wrong thing" he said it was kinda true you know my anger just takes me over.

"Orr do you feel sorry for her to go through with me?"

"Ok I am kinda sorry for her cause I know what you gonna do to her especially you got a lot of things to do let me take her off your hands"

"Fine" I started to grin to myself I don't know why I was just........what do you call it..h-happy that she was gonna be staying at my house. But even though I felt sorry for her to stay at Diggy's doesn't mean I'm gonna treat her with sympathy and I just hope she doesn't get me angry because she wouldn't be in for what's coming!

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