Bipolar (Scott x Vincent)

Part Twenty Seven

Vincent's P.O.V
About an hour later, we arrived at a huge house. I'm guessing it was his. He grabbed me by the arm and yanked me out of the car. I flinch.
"Why are you doing this?" I ask again.
"You'll see." Is all he says.
I look down as he drags me into his house and opens the door. He leads me into his basement and sits me down in a chair. Tying my hands behind my back and strapping my feet down to the floor. Just then a man opened the door and walked down the stairs into the basement. Once his face was in the light I realized it was mr Schmidt.
"I told you there would be punishment if you didn't come to my house that night~" he purrs and lifts my chin up. I bite my bottom lip, tears running down my face.
"Thanks for picking him up for me, brother." Mr Schmidt smirked. My mouth dropped opened in disbelief.
"Fritz and Scott will come looking for me!" I shout.
"They may come looking but they will never find you." The teacher chuckles. "So what do you wanna do tonight~"
I just look down. He slaps me across the face causing me to whimper in pain and flinch.
"I asked you a question." He states angrily.
"I-I-I'm sorry." I stutter. "Uh...I don't really care..."
"Look at you~" he purrs. "So innocent. Dam you're cute. I just wanna tie you down and hear you scream~"
"Please no." I cry as he unchains me and pulls me up. He ignores me and drags me up the stairs, over to the his bed.
"M-Mr Schmidt." I beg as he throws me down on the mattress.

Fritzs P.O.V
"Scott it's been an hour and Vincent still hasn't texted me to come pick him up yet." I say anxiously.
"We should go. He probably just forgot." Scott says concerned.
"Stay here I'll be right back. I get run out of the apartment and get in my car, it was dark by now. I park my car a block away from the school and get out, starting to walk. As I take a step, I hear something crack beneath my feet.
"What the-" I whisper and look down. It was a phone. I picked it up.
It was Vincent's phone
What the hell...I thought to myself. That kids practically attached to his phone. I'm not judging, so am I but he would have realized if he dropped it. I ran into the school and over to Vincent's locker. He wasn't there. I pull out my phone and call Scott.
"Hello?"
"Scott!"
"Yeah what is it Fritz?
"Vincent's not at the school and I just found his phone on the ground outside. I'm worried."
"Shit...Fritz what do we do?" His voice was panicked as well.
"I don't know! Do we call the police?!"
"I DONT KNOW!!" I scream.
"Calm down. I'm heading over to the school now. Just wait."