The van rolled slowly down the dirt road.
"Why can't you just take me back home. It's not like I'm going to tell anyone."
"You need to learn a lesson"
"Why because I didn't want to go to the Prom with you. You seriously need to let that go"
Blake breathed in heavily, looking straight ahead.
"I'm going to keep escaping until I'm either dead or succeed."
"Oh darling I wouldn't try"
We pulled up to a nice looking house considering we were in the middle of a forest. Two dogs greeted the car each jumping up on the windows. The car came to a stop and all the men got out of the car. Blake left the door open allowing both the dogs to come in the car. One inched closer and closer until it was inches away from my face.
"Shadow, Harley. Down"
The dogs listened getting out of the car and greeting one of the men. Blake and another guy grabbed my suitcases and bags while the other men grabbed my arms.
"Listen I'm not going anywhere can you let go of me."
The men let go but still stand close behind. I walked through the door and was greeted by smoke. I coughed causing the men to look at me.
"Are you guys drug dealers"
"If we told you we would have to kill you"
I shut my mouth and watched as the man laughed.
"Ok this is to hectic. If I'm going to be here for awhile can at least know your names"
"We can in a few hours. We are about to have guests over and let's just say they will kill you so let's put you down in the basement"
Blake grabbed my arms as a van and a car pulled up.
"Shit we've got to go now."
Blake threw me into the basement and closed the door as the front door open. I lost my balance sending me rolling down the stairs. I got up and shook of the dirt. I turned on a light to explore the basement. I found a stash of white envelopes being the person I am I looked inside to see about a thousand dollars in each envelope. There was at least 10 envelopes. I also saw some black boxes which I assumed would be the drugs they sell.
Gunshots went off upstairs. I found a hole in the wall and hide there. I sat on something because my fatness needed a sit. I felt around and noticed it was a large container. I sat like a good girl and waited for Blake.
The gunshots stopped. The door to the basement creaked open and a set of footsteps headed down the stairs.
"Jordan it's me Blake"
I got out from when I was hiding. Many guns were pointed towards me. I raised my hands not thinking of anything else to do.
"So what is your names."
"That's the question you ask while guns are pointed towards you."
"Well yeah if one of them shoots me I ought to know the name of the man."
"Fair enough."
Blake pointed out every persons name. The big afro guy is Fred. The guy who almost killed me is Phil. The guys who dragged me into the house are Larry, Russel, and Monte. Larry and Monte are twins and the last four all look the same with clean cut hair and big biceps. Their names are George, Harry, Greg, and Thomas.
"Wow I'm surprised. I thought the names would be something cooler like idk more gangish"
"How did you know this was a gang."
"I didn't know but thanks for telling me."
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Kidnapped by Mr.Perfect
Teen Fiction"Don't move or I'll shoot you." Jordan Grey just your average high school student. She gets decent grades, plays sports, and is popular. Blake Russell just your normal jock. Football scholarships, hundreds of national titles and plenty of worlds to...