The Boy

#3~ Save Me

Stephanie's POV ( Kesha's mom)
"Mommy where's daddy?" Whipping my tears away I turn around to see my beautiful little girl. I can't tell her she's too young to understand.

"He went on a trip for work he will be back soon ok sweaty." I kneel down picking up my little baby Kesha. All I wanna do right now is hold her and protect her from all the dangers of the world. She looks up at me with her big brown eyes she's always so curious.

"Why are you crying mommy did you lose your favourite shirt again?" I always told her when I cried it was because I lost my shirt. One day ill tell her about the pain. One day.

Kesha's POV

I open my eyes to only see it's almost pitch black. I look up to see a small dim light hanging above my head. That was when I realized I was dangling from the cracked cement ceiling by a chain. My hands were bound with rope same goes with my feet. Duck tape covered my dry cracking lips. Where am I?
I scream as loud as I can but my voice is muffled by the tape. I look down to see I'm wearing my school uniform.
Luke. Memories of what happened rushed through my brain; the food fight, walking with Luke , hitting my head and- no no no shit. That stupid guy. Who the hell was he. What did he want from me! I just wanna go home. Remembering all of the "How to escape a kidnapper" videos I watched I started licking the tape that was over my mouth as it slowly peels off my lips.

"Help! Hello! Somebody help me! Help!" I listen as my voice bounces off the walls of the building I was in. There were no windows so I'm guessing I'm in a basement.

"Hello! He-" sharp pain ached in my back side as something sharp pierced into my skin. My screams fill the room as I clench my jaw.

"Oh your awake princess, now we get to have more fun."

"W-who are y-you?." This dip shit shoving sharp objects into my back.

"Ah ah ah no speaking." I grit my teeth as he twists the blade in my back.

"Now you little slut, which one should we use first?" I watch as his shadow figure comes around the corner as he pushes a sliver hospital tray with knives, tazers, glass, and other horrible torture weapons. Holding back my tears I close my eyes taking in deep breaths.

"Ok all chose." His voice was deep muffled and his face I couldn't see. I listen as he whistles as he picks up a hot iron rod. As soon as he turns around into the light I remember his face.

"Remember me?" I stare at his face with wide eyes remembering his light blue eyes.

Luke's POV

It's been three days and no ones heard a word from Kesha. I don't know why I'm so worried about her I don't even know much about her. As I speak I'm going through her room. Yes I know where she lives and no her parents aren't home. Flipping through her old diary I start writing down names of the person or people who I think could have took her;

But a certain page caught my attention. It had blue marker and pencil scribbles all around the words in the centre of the page. Her diary looks like a children's colouring book. I don't even know why she has one. A name in dark red and in bold letters sits halfway through the page which reads; JEREMY PONDS

I keep repeating the name over and over in my head while reading the page;

Dear diary, I am so pissed how could he! Cheating on me with my bestfriend! Now Ex bestfriend! She is such a little bitch. I could never forgive Megan not after what she did! That little Barbie doll! She isn't even real she had plastic surgery for crying out loud! I can't believe he would fuck her behind my back! What! Am I not "good enough"?! How could they. I don't care anymore! Nobody likes me anymore! And the nerve he had to tell me he wouldn't stop coming back till I loved him!I'm done. Today is my last day on this planet! I'm going. Hope you burn in hell JEREMY PONDS! Same with you Megan white!

Wow...so she was really going to do it...I wonder what stopped her....because this was from almost three years ago.....no wonder she always thought I was going to "kill her". I put the diary back under her mattress and tucked her striped sheets under the mattress again. Without a trace of me being here I climbed out of her window- which she really should lock.

Turning on my computer I typed in my password granting me entrance. Searching for a man named Jeremy Ponds- I scroll down to find out he works at North Brooke High. My school. I open up the link in his website as it leads me to his Facebook. Scrolling through his Facebook I try to find a picture to identify him. His very last picture album was a brunette in a bumble bee costume on what seems to be Halloween night. I click on the photo album and it opens up to millions of picture of the brunette. Clicking on the picture I look closely at the girls face. It was Kesha. So I'm on the right track. This is the guy that cheated on her with Megan. My finger started aching as I continued to scroll down trying to find a picture of Jeremy. The last photo was a picture of what I was guessing was Jeremy's family. Kesha was holding hands with a man..... I..remember that face...that's. Mr. Ponds! The supply language teacher! Opening a new tab I searching for any information on this man. Boom! Address. 561 Wallo RD. Far from here. It's on the abandon side of town. Perfect place to hide a kidnapped girl. Shutting off my computer I ran into my closet flicking a switch on the back of the wall opening up another room with a big iron door. Typing in the password the iron door slides open as the lights turn. In front of me on the wall are hundreds of guns, knives ,machetes , and many more weapons. To the left is a rack with black jeans, black muscle shirts, bullet proof black sweaters and black combat boots. Grabbing one of each and putting them on, I put my knife holder around my ankle and shove my knife in it pulling up my boot so no one can see it. Tucking my hand gun behind my back I grab my bullet pouch and rap it around my waste. Grabbing my machete tucking it under my shirt in my machete holder. Closing up my room i grab my car keys. I climb out my window making sure to lock it. The quiet night sounds fill my ears as I hop into my car following my coordinations  of his address. Hold on tight Kesha here I come.

Kesha's POV

Shivers run down my spin and my hands start to tremble as I remember him.

"Language teacher?" I ask nervously. Why would he kidnap me? Waiting for a reply he starts bursting out laughing his scratchy deep voice echoes through the room.

"Is that all you remember of me? A language teacher. Oh little butterfly how could you not remember me?"

There was only one person in the world who would call me little butterfly... Jeremy Ponds.

"You will never stop coming back until I loved you...."

Sorry I haven't been updating in a while I've been busy and you may think that's an excuse but it's not I have school coming up and I have a lot of things I have to do at home. So ya..bye for now!

~Elena~