Chapter 1

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(the one on the left is Charlotte which is the girl with long hair and the one on the right is Avery with short hair)
Avery whites POV
it's been 2 days since the police came and interviewed me about her death ... She was my best friend she was like a little sister to me I was to protect her but I failed.
My best friend her name was Charlotte Cambers she was just 17 a senior in high school well as was I but she was the most cheerful happy camper we told each other everything but that day was like no other
~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~
It was on a Friday afternoon, school had just ended and our 6th period was right next to each other she walked to our table that table was somewhere we would meet and it was right next to our 6th period so I sat there and waited for her and she came out of her class and walked up to that table and she put her bag and I hugged her and she was so happy.
"Hey what's up how was class?" She said
"Oh it was nothing just sat in class and did nothing you know you could say it was a free period" I said and she laughed
"Hey what are you doing after school?" She asked
"I have to catch the bus and then go home and do my homework why?" I said
Oh I just wanted to know if you wanted to hang out but we can do that tomorrow she said but we both didn't know that this is the last day we would both see each other
Well I have to go catch the bus but I'll see you tomorrow I said as I started running to my bus ... what they told me what the police told me was that she was walking home from school since as usual she didn't have anyone to pick her up so she walked and that's when it happened.
I don't know from personal experience since I wasn't their but if I just told her yes if I would have just ... I didn't know she was missing for a few months and then
then they found her body ... she was raped and then killed.

If I would have just went with her then maybe those people wouldn't have kidnapped her she was alone and a lot of people were driving yet none stopped it no one did anything

(this is like a flashback when charlotte was still alive it's something like a memory of hers)

Charlottes POV
My best friend Avery literally ran to her bus stop I knew that if she didn't hurry she would have to wait 45 minutes to an hour waiting for another bus so I didn't stop her I think no one could stop her

So I headed off my mom couldn't pick me up that day she was working real late and my father was at a business job thing so I decided to walk because from my school to my house walking probably like 45 minutes but by car 6 minutes. I walked past most of my teachers and some of my friends I hugged them goodbye and then headed off

While I was walking my mom called me to see how I was doing she wanted me to call her when I was getting home but she called me halfway i was probably like 6 minutes from getting to my destination as my mom would say

"Hola nena" ( Hi sweetie) my mom said as I answered the phone
" Hey mami I'm like 5-6 minutes away from home I'll be there soon and then I'll call you okay love you mami" I said as she said me too bye and she hung up

As I was approaching my house a van pulled up and 3 guys came out I thought oh they are from some company probably like some electricity company or phone Idk I didn't care as I was making my way to the front steps one of the men grabbed me and yanked me towards him I dropped my house keys my bookbag and my phone I was just about to call my mom ..

He started dragging me to the van as I kicked and screamed. Cars were driving by but they didn't do anything then they shoved me inside and tied me up and put duck tape on my mouth.
I remember one of them whisper to me "everything is going to be okay" and I fell into darkness

I remember waking up still in the van and then for it to stop and being yank out and into a house well mostly a basement and they would lock me up and every once in a while they would bring food and they gave me clothes but I didn't understand I thought when you are kidnapped they don't care about your well being but they were different.

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