3 - Missing

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--3rd person--
Lance walked up to Abby and swung a arm around her in a friendly manner "wassup Abby, whatcha doing right now, wanna go to coffee bean with me?" Lance asked. Abby was frozen, her phone up to her ear. Lance looked into Abby's eyes and saw shock and fear well in them. "You okay?" Lance asked raising an eyebrow. "Kay... she wasn't sick today" Abby told Lance. Lance was taken aback by this. "Then why wasn't she at school?" Lance asks burrowing his eyebrows. A tear rolled down Abby's cheek. "I just got the most freaky phone call ever"Abby chocked out.

--time skip--

Abby and Lance had told everyone, the parents had called 911 and filed a report. Now they wait for answers. It turns out they found the phone broken in the riverbed. Everyone was sulking for the next week as no evidence of Kay have been found, Abby told the police about to phone call.

"Ma'am, please tell us what you heard again?" The polite Police woman said. Abby once again had to explain what she heard "it was I make voice, deep, his voice was deep." Abby explained "ok ma'am, did Kay have any enemies?" The officer asked "hmm there's a girl named Samantha that has been mean to her other friend Kat, but I think that's it" Abby said truthfully

(Author Note: SAMANTHA IS ACTUALLY A REAL PERSON AND IS A REAL BITCH)

The police officer dismissed them once again.
--4th period--
I sat in Mrs Pantsandwindow's class waiting for the bell to ring and for class to start. When it finally did, something was different. We did a moment of silence for the first time in months. Then we did a what's something good. When she called on me, I froze, stood up, and walked out of the room.

--Kay POV--
I awoke almost like a computer, feeling of vision, feeling of pain start up slowly. One by one all of my senses are finally back to normal. I realize I'm in a dark, small room. How do I know it's small? Because I can every part of the place, my head touched the ceiling and my knees where my my chest. Closet, maybe. Box, nah too firm. Cupboard, yes, that's it, I'm in a cupboard somewhere. My arms are also restrained, no doubt I was kidnapped. But how?

I retrace my walk to school.

--FLASHBACK--

I was about a block from school when a truck suddenly swooped next to me, door opened, and picked me up. It was a split second before a cloth went over my mouth, I pretend to pass out, once they lift the rag I can breath normally. I realize they pour a drink into my mouth. Did they know I was awake? It would be suspicious not to drink it so I gulp down the liquid.

Drugs.

They Bill Cosby'd me! I left limp and fell asleep, in the back seat of a strangers truck.

--FLASHBACK END--

I sit in the cupboard, I realize I have a rag in my mouth and a blindfold on also, must not want me to draw attention. I hear dished being washed below me? How was it below me, was I in a high cupboard, I guess so, but how?

Suddenly the cupboard opens, the rag is moved for a split second when bread was shoved in my mouth. I chew it since I was a little peckish. I hear chuckles from a man, then more coming from two others, what are they going to do to me? I'm only in middle school! "Hello~ darling, will you help us with a plan of ours?" A man asks me.

"No" I respond coldly, "I will not you sick psychopath!" I yell at him. He seams taken aback at first by what I can hear. Then my just laughs.

"Who said you had a choice?"

TO BE CONTINUED

A/n sorry for the late update! I didn't want it to be bad and I wanted to give you a good chapter instead of a half done one!

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