Not So Cliche Kidnapping (Uncompleted)

Chapter 21 - I'm Sorry

^This is how I see Ray.^

Chapter 21 - I'm Sorry

I woke up pretty peaceful, actually. Wait, I fell asleep?

I was laying on the living room couch and there was a pillow below my head and a blanket to keep me warm.

Shit. The Boys would kill me if they found out I was sleeping on the job.

I sat up and nobody was around.

Good. Nobody to witness my slacking.

I stood up from the couch and went straight to the kitchen. I probably slept for hours, so I need to feed the prisoners. I made a sandwhich and cut it in half. Christine and Stacy will like this sandwich. There's meat, cheese, lettuce, tomato, and all of the other ingredients that make a sandwhich delicious. I don't remember the ingredients being in the fridge before. Maybe The Boys went grocery shopping while I was asleep.

I went down to The Populars cell but I was concerned to see nobody there. Did they already get sold? That was fast. Too fast.

I sighed and shrugged it off. I guess Perceil can get this sandwich instead. Lucky him. I would eat it myself, but I'm not hungry right now.

I walked down the stairs to the basement in the kitchen and I started getting scared. Perceil wasn't there either. Where was everyone?

The Boys aren't here and all of the prisoners are gone.

I'm all alone.

"Oh don't worry, angel. I'm still here. You're not alone." A familiar voice said behind me. The voice echoed around the room and the surprise caused me to drop the plate. It crashed on the floor, and I turned around as fast as I could to see Perceil.

He was... out of his cage? And he had a gun??

"H-how did you get out? Where'd you get the gun? Where is everyone??" I questioned, taking steps back when he cocked the gun and pointed it to my stomach.

"Oh angel, I really hate to do this. You were really the nicest out of everyone. But you still didn't let me go, so you must suffer like the others.

What?

"Sadly, your suffering will be more physical. The others will only suffer, because they won't be able to save you." He fake pouted. "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry.

"Save me? What-" I started to ask, but before I could finish, Perceil pulled the trigger and all I felt was the pain in my stomach.

My eyes widened and and I clutched my stomach. Blood soaked into my uniform and the burning in my stomach began.

This can't be happening.

I fell to the ground as the pain became worse. I whaled and I coughed up blood. Usually I'd cry quietly, but I needed help. I clutched my stomach as more blood poored from my stomach and flooded the floors. The Boys ran into the room.

They all cried as Jordan cradled me in his arms like a child.

"No! Melissa! What happened!? Melissa!" Jordan cried. Tears poured from his face as we hugged eachother the best we could.

Ray sobbed too, but he covered his face with his hands and Marcus let a few tears drip from his face, making no noise.

Ray whimpered again and pushed Jordan out of the way. He grabbed my arms a shook me. "Melissa! Please, wake up! Stop crying! Wake up!" He demanded.