I got home and no one was there. I went to Miranda's room and I turned the light on. Everything was normal except the door was open and she wasn't in bed. Her sheets weren't made either. That meant she got out in a rush. I looked out side and there were skid marks. I sprinted back to the courts. It must've meant George came here for Miranda for help and that they went back for me.
I got there and I saw George and Miranda Being held by John and Ben.
I could hear him talking. "So what 'safe-houses' would he visit?"
They both said they didn't know. "He has to have someone! Other than you two losers. He must have someone that he likes better than you guys. Abby! Ben. Check her house.
I didn't know what to do. I decided to stay since John and Barry would be easier and if I made it quick I could get to Abby.
Miranda was surprisingly calm, "I'm pretty sure he didn't come to me because he didn't want endanger me."
"Okay. So what should I do? Chris is at his 'safe-house' and I'm got all those he holds closest. I could do a lot right now." He was laughing maniacally. I had to make this quick.
I decided going on from behind John would be best. I could disarm him and Miranda could take care of Barry. Hopefully. I made my move to get behind John. But first, I threw a stone behind Barry to take his attention away from the situation. It worked. He looked over and I quickly got John in a chokehold. All in the same moment, Miranda tripped Barry and got him on the ground. I held John in a chokehold. Miranda had Barry the same way. I kicked George softly.
"What?" He was panting on the ground.
I waved him to hold John. He was holding John. I got the paper and wrote, "Either talk your way out of this or hold them until I get back." They nodded.
I went after Ben. I got to her house, out of breath and panting hard. I saw Ben knock on the door. Mr. Pilky answered the door. Ben walked in smoothly. No issues. I watched him bring out Abby. Blindfolded with a hood over her head. I couldn't chase the car. I didn't have the energy. I ran behind it before he started it. I opened the trunk as quietly as I could, but I think Ben heard it. I threw my phone in and went in the house undetected.
I saw Mr. and Mrs. Pilky tied up along with the Pilky Kids minus Abby. "What the heck are you doing here?"
I untied them. I really hated not being able to talk. I sprinted upstairs and got Abby's phone. I loved Abby's trustworthiness. I got into her phone and tracked mine. I started following it. As fast as I could.
The Pilky's were hollering at me, "What's going on! Why are you hacking into my daughters phone! And where are you going?"
I thought of a song for this. It's a stretch but they got to use their brains on this on. "Kidnapped by anyone, I'll set you free.
Say the word–I'll be there.
To give you loving care." Say the Word (I'll Be There) by Kylie Minogue.Then I sang All My Fault by R. Kelly. "I accuse myself
For what's happened here.
It takes a man who's strong to admit when he's wrong
And I'm standing here to let you know,It's all my fault.
It's all my fault.
It's all my fault.
It's all my fault.""She was kidnapped and it's your fault?" I shook my hand to say more or less. "I knew your were a bad influence–" I ran away by now.
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General FictionMy name is Christopher Cooper Manson. I play sports, guitar, drums, bass, and basically any instrument popular in America. I'm turning 18 a week after graduation from Central High. My summer is going to consist of parties and getting ready for colle...