Chapter 6

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Carters POV

I knew they would find me. It was just a matter of time before they did. I always looked around to check if they were there. Its been a year since I left that stupid place. I never wanted to go back and I knew that was what they wanted to do. They wanted to come get me and take me back to that horrid place and get rid of me. I started to spend more and more of my time at Jess's house I rarely ever wanted to leave. It was summer so we had no school.

I think Jess's started to realize that something was bothering me but she never asked which I like because then I didn’t have to explain what might happen if or when they get me. I didn’t want her to worry about what would happen. I didn’t want to worry for that matter either. I wanted to enjoy the time I had with Jess before it all got ruined by those idiots.

I was walking to the gas station about five blocks away from Jess's house one night. I was checking out at the counter when I heard a voice from behind me. “Long time no see Mathew.” I knew that voice and it was bone chilling. It was my step fathers goon Charles. When I got outside Charles came up to me and threatened me. “we will let you go this time but you just wait a few days and we will get you.”

I was so afraid I ran back to Jess's house and I started to yell and I could see the fear in Jess's eyes because I kept punching this. When I finally settled down I had to tell her. “My stepfather was a bank robber and he had these two friends who helped him and they are here and they are going to come get me! We need to leave.” she told me she cant. That broke my heart so I didn’t leave I stayed with her. I had gotten a job at the restaurant a few miles away in the next town over. I really didn’t want to leave her alone at that house but she said she would be fine.

Jess's POV

Carter had gone to work for the day so I had the house to myself. My mother wanted me to clean so I went downstairs and turned the stereo on. We lived out in the country so I turned it up as loud as I could and started cleaning. I mopped the floors and vacuumed and did a little dusting. I decided to take a break since we had a four bedroom 3 bath house with an attached 2 car garage that Dad uses as a game room (which was also requested to be cleaned) I started to fall asleep when I thought I heard the door bell ring I must have been crazy because when I opened the door no one was there.

I went back to the couch to finish taking my break. I started to drift off. I woke up to two guys standing over me with a roll of duck tape and rope. They put duck taped my mouth shut and tied my hands together and did the same to my feet. They started to carry me to this big black utility van so I started to try and fight back I didn't know what was happening.

I was so afraid I tried to wake myself up I thought maybe it was a bad dream or something but it wasn't I tried to scream but that only made my kidnappers angry. The bigger one sat in the back right next to me and every time I tried something the driver told him to hit me. I felt like I was riding in the van for hours when it came to a stop outside a large building that I recognized as the local butcher warehouse. They dragged me in and brought me to a little room that had no windows and one door.

One of the guy sat next to me with a big smile on his face as the other took a picture of us sitting together. The man who took the picture said “William will love this picture of you.” as he laughed and walked out of the room locking it on the way out. I remembered Carter telling me a story about what his name was before he had to change it. He said it was William Junior his last name changed when his stepfather 'adopted' him after he married Carters mother. He was going to show Carter the picture he took.

Maybe Carter will be able to figure out where I am and come find me. I knew that was a long shot since we were in the middle of no where. No one will be able to find me. I'm going to be killed by these men and I will never be able to see Carter again.

Carters POV

My shift at the restaurant was coming to an end so I thought I would call Jess and tell her I was on my way home. She didn't answer so I thought maybe she was still cleaning. When I got to the house the front door was wide open and the radio was still going. I ran into the house and looked every where for Jess. I couldn't find her. When I got to the kitchen there was a picture on the table. I went over to it and looked at it. There was a guy and a girl that looked to familiar. The girl was bound with rope tears running down her face and duck tape over her mouth. The guy was just smiling and I recognized him as Charles. One of Gary's goons. They came and took her.

I didn't know what to do. I went to the garage and took Jess's car. I NEEDED to find her. NOW. I took of in the car making the tires sq weal. They had to be somewhere but where. There was no way I would be able to find her. There are so many places in this city where they could be hiding. I may not get there in time.

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