Kidnapped by the gangleader (DISCONTINUED)

Kidnapped

"Police have been looking for this unidentified male criminal for nearly a month, records show that he has 5 also unknown male accomplices all between the ages of 19-30 who have recently been seen in the town of.."

I hear the newsreader speak as I put on my white vans, 'damn Savannah back it again with those white vans', I giggle out loud by accident and quickly cover my mouth with my palm.

"Savvy? You up?" I hear my twin brother Sammy ask from the lounge and hear the TV switch off before he comes into view.

"Yup I'm craving some chipotle right now, you want any?" I ask silently hoping he'll let me out, it was past midnight but my stomach just wouldn't stop making little bear noises and besides - everybody knows not to mess with me when I'm hungry.

"I don't think it's safe to go out this late," Sammy says unsurely as I watch him walk into the kitchen with dishes piled up in his hands, "Are you really that hungry?" He asks coming up to me and leaning against the walk, looking at me with a questioning look.

I knew that he was tired and easy to persuade, so I took advantage of that and nodded and then gave him the puppy dog eyes and pouty lips. Not a duck pout but a I'm- really-hungry-and-tired-and-so-are-you-so-let-me-eat-before-I-start-crying-and-pass-out pout.

"Oh no, no, no not that face, not the I'm so hungry I'm gonna pass out face!" I grin inwardly knowing he'll give in.

I walk closer and take it to the next level.

"Well it's just that you know, you and me are the only ones here and Mel's gone to her Dad's for the rest of the holidays, and we are absolute crap at making food and I'm like really craving chipotle! So please don't make me starve!" I say over dramatically, pretending to stumble on my feet and hold my head as if I was about to faint.

He chuckles and pats my head,"Okay fine drama queen, go get some chipotle but be back in half an hour," he says in a brotherly tone as I squeal happily and hug him, before running out the door in case he changed his mind.

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Turning up the music I bop along to the music enthusiastically, Justin Bieber may be a bleached up asshole but he had catchy music.

A/N: this is just my opinion don't kill me all you beliebers out there!

I drive along towards the 24hr chipotle restaurant and mentally do a happy dance in my head.

Once I had grabbed my chipotle I wasted no time ripping it apart with my teeth and melting all over my front seat as I moaned in satisfaction.

"Wow," I mumble rubbing my stomach and burping loudly, grinning as I thought of what my fancy ass parents would say to me now.

Sitting at 12:15 in the morning stuffing my mouth with chipotle, in rather nice pyjamas if I do say so myself. Black shorts and a white top saying 'Wake me up when it's Friday!'

I was a disappointment to my parents as I grew up, whereas Sammy was the 'star' child. I was still jobless at 19 years old and didn't have a stable boyfriend or living situation at all, I mean I think I should be living freely and if I'm happy they should be happy but noooo little Savvy was just not perfect enough no matter what she did. I mean at least I'm not a druggie, or pregnant with triplets. Now that's truly messed up if your only 19, not shaming anyone in the world who is like that though but if I was pregnant with triplets I would just end up crying in a pool of tears and food.

Yum..food.

Sammy and me still had a close bond though, we always had each others backs. Whether it was helping me sneak back from a party or me helping him lie to my parents about his grades.

I shake my head and clear my head of those thoughts, they always brought me down when I thought about them to long. Sighing at how much of a disappointment I am I start the engine, only to scream in shock when I see two icy blue eyes staring at me through the window.

I look at him and think, well this certainly isn't creepy at all!

What if you hide in the backseat, maybe he'll leave then, my inner me thought.

I groan at my stupid idea before rolling my eyes and staring back at him with an annoyed expression.

"What!" I yell through the glass hoping he'd hear me.

I faintly hear him say "Roll your window down," I look at him like he's crazy and immediately flip him the bird, watching him as he chuckles with zero humour in his eyes.

Suddenly 5 more men appear behind him and watch me with a careful expression, I gasp and try to leave but curse when my car decided to splutter and break down on me.

I stare at the roof as if to say 'really bro, really!'

I give up a roll my window down a smidge, just enough to to speak to him easily.

"What?" I say trying to put confidence in my voice but failing miserably.

"Get out of your car," he demands in a no nonsense tone.

I let out an unladylike snort and stare at him challengingly.

"You have five seconds, five.... Four," he counts taking out a gun and I gasp, as he continues counting wondering what he'd do to me.

Deciding that six grown men, one armed going against a clumsy 19 year old who has zero coordination was not a smart idea, I reluctantly got out of the car. Leaving the car door wide open just in case.

Six pairs of eyes watched me, some in curiosity and some in pure amusement.

The icy blue eyes still stared at me before an unknown look flashed through his eyes, soon masked by a cold glare, sending shivers down my spine.

"Good choice love," a deep husky voice speaks before I feel a pinch on my neck and I then find myself slowly going limp.

"Oww shit! what the fuck, you son of a bitch!" I yell but my voice sounds loud and slurred as if I'm underwater. I hear a few manly chuckles and suddenly feel nauseous.

"Go to sleep babe, it'll all be over soon," that same deep husky voice soothes as everything turns black and I feel myself getting caught in a pair of muscular arms.

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Next chappie will hopefully be posted soon!