Kidnapped

Chapter 3- The Kidnappers

I roll my eyes when they put duct tape over my mouth, I hear the clink of the tape on the floor, two sets of hands grab me and sit me up leaning against the side of the van. I glare at the woman with brown hair and green eyes and spot a fresh scar on the side of her face, her ponytail swishes as she sits back.

I glare at both Pat, the man who threw me into the van, and the still nameless woman, I look towards the drivers seat to see the back of a white haired man. This makes no sense to me, since he looks in his late twenties, I see the passenger and notice he looks around eighteen with brown hair and blue eyes. It's unsettling to see someone around my age watching me struggle, I glare at all three of the kidnappers who are staring at me.

Pat has hunger in his cruel brown eyes, so I use my legs and shuffle to the back doors of the van, after a long time of silence I decide to get my hands from behind me, to in front of me, so I tuck and struggle while my kidnappers giggle and I glare back.

"I like this one, she's funny." Pat laughs and they all smirk.

"The ones who have lots of hope are always the best." They laugh.

"We're going to get a good deal off of her." There is a very evil glint in the passengers ice eyes.

"You picked a good one!" The lady says, directing her gaze towards the driver, Tyler.

"I know, I always do." He confidently states as if it's a well known fact.

"Not always, remember the last one? She was worth like, nothing." The passenger looks at the white haired driver, Tyler looks at him and sighs, then looks back at the road.

"This one was defiantly worth all the energy though." Tyler counters.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Pat agrees and glances over at me, I respond to this by glaring at him some more.

The I try to say 'What energy, you just threw me into a van!?' But I forget that there's sticky duck tape over my mouth and it sounds like "mht enwergwey, boo pust tweh me intwo a wan!?" They all stare at me, except for Tyler, thank goodness because he's driving.

Tyler sighs "Remove the tape." Pat reaches over and rips it off, again, making my lips sting even more. "What did you say?" Tyler asks.

"I said..." I start and wipe blood off the side off my face. "What energy, you just threw me into a van!?" I yell, and Pat slaps me, I give him a look  like 'what was that for?'.

"You were being loud." I roll my eyes and say.

"Well, Tyler, what are you talking about?" I demand an answer.

"We found some information about you from your Instagram, and you were what we call, 'a big attraction', so we followed you around and a lot of other stuff you wouldn't understand." He tells me and instantly I decide to delete Instagram as soon as possible.

"You'll like our next target too." Pat gives me an evil grin and I spit on him once more, he punches my face which is already numb and starts to throb. "You never learn do you, your such a fucking idiot, oh well, your loss, makes my day, and gives me something to do, thanks for the entertainment." He laughs.

"You're not welcome, and who's your next victim?" I ask and look around, they all wear a creepy grin and I shake my head.

"You'll see." The lady laughs.

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