Taken

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Adelynn's POV

The last time I saw Tanner was when he was jerked from the window, and I was scared that might be the last.

The man all of a sudden looked out of the window, and just stared at me. My stomach dropped, instantly freaking out and guessing that something happened to Tanner. I just laid there crying, as there wasn't anything else I could do. I tried to use as much strength as possible to push myself up, but my legs and arms were so weak I couldn't even sit up, much less try to stand and run away. I heard the front door open and saw his face emerge from the side of the house. He had a mad, psychotic look to his face; it looked like he had just broken out of a mental hospital. He walked over to me and picked me up bridal style, and I just continued to lay there and cry, terrified by the fact that I wasn't in control of anything that happened to me, and I couldn't fight back.
"No, no, no please" I whimpered. He just stared into the ground and began carrying me toward his car, and seemed unaffected by anything I was saying or doing. "Someone please help me!" I screamed, but he immediately covered my mouth,  and there weren't many neighbors nearby, anyways. He walked over to some van that I was guessing was his that was parked by the side of the road by the house. He opened his van door and threw me in, all while inspecting the area to see if anyone was watching him, and I felt another jolt of pain run through my chest as I hit the van floor. All that was back there was some scrambled up blankets in the corner of the vehicle. I just laid on my side in a fetus position, as there wasn't anything else I could do. Another person was sitting in the front seat, also with a mad look to his face. "Hey, why'd it take so long" he said in an angry voice. "Sorry man, I had to beat off her boyfriend" "Well hurry up, now" he replied back. He shut the door and got in the passenger seat, the other guy hit the gas pedal and we sped off.

I just laid there, helpless, unable to do anything, unable to fight back at all. So I just cried, and eventually, somehow, managed to fall asleep.

When I awoke, I was immediately hit with the guilt of falling asleep. I was so stupid. These guys were kidnapping me. I should've been watching to see where we where going, been looking for any sign of recognition with things. Instead, I have no clue where we are. I could be hours away from home by now, maybe even in a different state. I got a glance out of the window, and it looked like California still, but I didn't recognize any of the landscapes, houses or anything at all as a matter of fact. It was just trees, straight up trees. I hated myself, I hated myself so much. For not thinking, for being stupid. I was in the car, with two crazy strangers, God knows how far away from home, and I immediately thought of Tanner. Oh my god, Tanner.