abducted

sixteen

[jack]
I had been sitting in this van for about an hour. Trust me, I have already tried everything to break out of it. The doors were locked, the windows were shatterproof, and there were no keys so I couldn't start the car and attempt to drive away.
I was praying that they wouldn't hurt Kate. I would much rather them kill me than her.
My head was spinning.
I had waited to get picked up from school by my brothers, I got thrown into a van with my sister, now I'm in the middle of nowhere and I don't even have an idea of what the kidnapper looks like.
I heard someone approaching the van.
I stiffened up.
A woman opened the door.
"You." She said pointing and me.
"Follow me, and don't even try to run. There is no way to go." She said.
I got up and walked beside her into a shack.
"W-Where's my sister?" I asked trying to sound tough, but of course my voice cracked from fear.
"Kate? Oh, she's in here." She said.
"What did you do to her?" I asked raising my voice.
The lady grabbed the collar of my shirt and bent down to my height.
"Listen kid, you are not going to speak to me in that tone ever again." She said.
"And what will happen if I do?" I asked.
"That girl in there? Your sister?" She started and then took her hand and directed it across her neck.
I gulped.
"Got it?" She said.
"Yes ma'am." I said stiffening up.
We walked into the shack and there was no sign of Kate. This lady led me to a room.
We walked inside and I saw a tall man with his back to me and then I saw a girl sitting in a chair with short brown hair, pink highlights, blue eyes, something weird in her eyebrow, and a school uniform on. It had only taken me a minute until I had realized that the girl was Kate.
Her wrists and ankles were strapped down to the chair.
I covered my mouth in shock.
What was even more surprising was the man who had turned around.
"Hello, Jack." Mr. Benson said.
"Oh my God." I said.
"Howard, grab another chair." She said.
He went into a closet and pulled out a chair like Kate's.
He set it down next to Kate.
The lady pushed me towards the chair.
"This one's a little feisty." She spat.
"Sit." Mr. Benson said.
"Don't say anything." He added.
The both of them strapped me down to the chair.
Luckily, I was close enough to Kate. I grabbed her hand that was also strapped down and we held hands. I saw a tear roll down her cheek.
"What should we start with?" The lady said.
"Let's fix this hair." He said coming over and playing with my hair.
I cringed.
"What should we do with it?" She asked.
"How about we go with blonde highlights." He said.
I opened my mouth to argue, but closed it because I knew that if I say one wrong thing, then my sister would be punished for it. Not just any punishment, but a life ending punishment.
I had been holding Kate's hand the entire time they had been doing my hair. I had cried at one point. This could be it for me. For my life.
They had done a lot to me. They dyed my hair, they gave me blue eye contacts, gave me freckles, and made me wear a uniform that matched Kate's, but of course I wore pants.
"Now they look like they could be our children." The lady said satisfied.
Kate and I kept our heads down.
"Both of you have such bad posture. Sit up and smile." She said scolding us.
We both immediately sat up and gave some of the fakest smiles we had ever given.
Faker than when our grandma made us wear the sweaters that she knitted us and made us take a picture.
"Much better." She said.
"Are you kids going to talk?" Mr. Benson said.
"Not if it could cost my brothers life." Kate said under her breath.
"What was that young lady?" She said coming close to Kate's face.
"I'm going to give you another chance. If i hear one more thing from you, you're going to watch your brothers death right in front of your eyes and it's going to be your fault." She spat at her.
Tears started to stream down Kate's face and I held her hand tighter.
"I think that we have had enough of this for tonight." Mr. Benson said.
"How about we all go to bed?" He suggested.
"Where are we going to sleep?" I asked.
The lady pulled out two beds from the wall.
"Does that satisfy you spoiled brats?" She asked.
We both nodded.
"We're going to call it a night for you kids and in the morning I think we should take a ride around the place." Mr. Benson said and winked.
They walked out of the room and I heard a door lock.