Kidnapped (Boy X Boy)

D.R.U.G.S. Part 24

Ba'noodle~
Changed the cover to this. Hope it's okay☝
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Miles POV.

I fear that poppy will end up like me, most likely dead or paranoid for life. I don't want that. Her family is also been none stop looking for her. Sooner or later people will find out about her being missing and the Walmart will contact the police station. They will find us and notice that I'm also a missing child, and both me and poppy will be taken from Andrew. Which is most likely a good thing but for me is also bad. He told me he's doing it for my own good and also something about my family? I have no clue but I feel that I should stay with him. Maybe it's my mental health talking, he did say I was getting something syndrome.

I stand by the couch. I hope I can talk some sense into him; before the police come knocking at our door. This will most likely make him feel, hurt, or saddened but it's for poppy's sake.

"When can we take Poppy home?" I ask. Andrew was sitting on the couch with poppy, watching childish cartoons. He just ignores me and continues to watch the cartoons. I knew once he got attached he wouldn't let go. This man is a child, a man child who is stubborn and gets what he wants. Of course there are two ways of handling this situation. Smack him or show him evidence. I fear smacking him will cause him to punish me or get turned on by pain. And I don't want that; so evidence it is! I grab the remote and switch to the local news channel . There she was, poppy. Well a picture of poppy, flashing on the screen. Everyone was looking for her and I knew If we don't bring her back soon everything will get even more complicated.

"See, people are freaking out. Take her back" I order.

"Why? Her parents are the ones who left her alone at Walmart. Basically forgot her. I always wanted a kid anyway; with you being a boy that can't happen, right? So why not keep her" He suggested.

"She has a family already. She's not ours to keep. And I'm too young for children" I sigh and sit down and change the channel back. "Promise me we will give her back to her family" He looks down at poppy who is too entertained by the tv to even glance at us. 

"Abe. Promise me you'll give her back" I lock eyes with him. Something catches him off when I say is real name and he looks different. His eyes aren't the same grey as they used to be. Maybe I'm tired or are they bigger?

"I promise. Now I'm going downstairs to work, don't interrupt me" he stands up and vanishes into the basement. That was the last time I saw Andrew normal. Or so he looked/acted normal.

The drugs he was taking made him into a monster. He already was a monster for being a killer, and selling drugs but he was becoming a insane killer after that. Andrew doesn't come out of the basement and the phone rings none stop. He tells me never answer the phone, never open the door, and last never go downstairs. He doesn't eat, sleep, and he hasn't came up stairs in two days. I fear he is most likely going to die down there but I'm too afraid to look. I don't want to see another rotting body, nor do I wanna be punished in anyway from a man on drugs. Poppy has also started to wonder what's going on down there so she tries to open the door. I always freak out and yell at her; I didn't mean to it just comes out that way. I scare her and she runs away crying. It's all I can do to keep her safe. In the last few days she points to the TV saying on. But the news channel always comes on and she sees her parents crying on screen. Then she starts to cry saying mama or papa in the process.

"This weeks weather report is all storms rolling in from the north. You will see heavy rain showers, winds up to 40, 50 miles per hour, and signs of tornados in some areas" The TV played while I laided on the couch. My eyes felt heavy and the atmosphere around me was still, and alarming. I glance at the basement door then at the phone, both havent been touched in days. I close my eyes slowly, hoping my horrid gut feeling would go away but things only got worse. The phone started to ring.

It played its loud song as it rung throughout the house. I watched the green light flash on it as it played the eerie melody of a somewhat annoying song. I goggle at it as it rings then my eyes turn to the basement door that started to open. Out came andrew. I thought I was dreaming or I WAS DREAMING.

I don't twitch, blink, or even move. I just stare at him as he wobbles to the phone and picks it up.

"Hello" his groggly voice says. His posture was slugish and his body was all hunched. His eyes were all red and foggy, while his face was weary, hinting a unhealthy sleepless man. He continues to talk to the unkown person on the phone. Each time the persons voice reaches his ear his face only gets more nervous. With pure panic tredging through his vains he hangs up the phone. Fingers shaking and knees wobbling he quickly he goes to his room. I hear the shower turn on, water pouring from the showerhead rings in my ears. I feel myself slowly going insane.

Andrew comes back out of his room hair still damp, he throws on a jacket and opens the door. I stand up quickly going towards him.

"Where are you going! what have you been doing, who was on the phone" I throw questions evver which way I could. He stares at me then sighs, his redened foggy eyes looking into mine.

"I'll tell you when I get home. I won't be gone long" He has fear written all over his face, his eyes, his voice. Something I'm not used to, something I have never seen. "Don't leave the house"  his voice trebbled with a harsh tone. It started to sprinkle as he walked out the front door, closing it roughly.

There is a reason he said that right? Someone might be coming right?

The paranoia hit me hard and I started to become more alarmed by the knocking sound of rain hitting the winodw, and anxious when I saw poppy sleeping. It always reminded me of a dead person. Her not waking up easily always made me scared that she may be dead, or me just seeing another dead person would give me dread. I don't think I can handle the thought of someone I love dying, every again.

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PHONE CALL-

Hello?

Hey, it's me. Rick. I need you to, um come over to my house for a bit. We, um need to talk.

Let me guess, about the drugs, huh?

Yeah, sure. So please come over. Don't bring miles.

Are you okay?

*THUMP* yeah I'm fine... no Abe don't come over please..help me, scarlet...lily they are trying to kil- *thump-*...Don't trust anyone...their out to get you! They want us dead. Help me! *screaming in the background*

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep...

*rings* were sorry your call has been disconnected-

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