Taken

Chapter 11 - The Phone That Needs Charge

I seriously can't believe how similar the media is! She seriously looks like she's saying, "MOM!"

All three of us has spent more time together. We're getting used to the idea of us not being together. We're all taking it more seriously. I really don't want to, but that's what they want. I accepted the deal. I haven't talked to Carly nor Jennel for a week. Even Gabe and James noticed. You guys haven't talked to each other in days, Gabe mentioned one day.

Yeah, James said. Did you guys have a fight or something? 

Suddenly James chuckled. It don't matter anyways, you guys. You won't have to see eachother ever again in a couple of days. You guys are being shipped to different prostitute chains, anyways.

Prostitution? I don't want to be a prostitute. I'm still a virgin! I can't do anything about it, though. I kept my mouth shut. 

I rather die, Jennel states. I am not going to be a prostitute. I rather not have a life.

Well it's happening, hun. James answered. Apparently, people like you are expensive on the market. You're gonna make us rich!

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It's sunday. You know what that means, yesterday they had their party. But it's weird, I'm  not in the closet, I'm on the floor. And Carly and Jennel, they're passed out. IT smells like beer everywhere, and there are so many empty bottles everywhere. Where are James and Gabe? I look at Carly. I suddenly remember what happened last night.

***YESTERDAY***

I'm ready to party tonight! It's gonna go hard! James says. So we decided that you guys can attend the party, you know, as a goodbye party. But just us five.

I'm not in the mood, Jennel says. Then Gabe grabs some beer, and forces Jennel to drink it. He keeps giving it to her. Suddenly she is asking for more, more beer. Then Carly starts drinking. What is going on? James is walking to me. Does he not know I don't plan on drinking? You can't be the only one not drinking, James says. I have no choice but to drink some. It feels good, strong, but good. It becomes my addiction in five seconds. It was the morning, and we passed out at night. We had been drinking all day. I just remember being the first to pass out.

TODAY

The lights are out. I guess James and Gabe turned the lights off. I hear a buzz. I see a mini light. Like from a cell phone. It's a cell phone!

I go to grab it. I open it up. There's a message. IT reads,

CONNECT TO CHARGER. LESS THAN 4%

I only have time to make one phone call. I call my parents. My mom picks up.

MOM: Hello?

ME: Mom? IT's me, K-Katie.

MOM: KAtie, is it really you?

ME: Yes Mom, my birthday is on June 16, my favorite color is pink, and my favorite food you make is ravioli. Now listen, mom -

MOM: Oh, sweetie, it is you! Where are you?

ME: Mom, this phone is about to die, you have to listen to me, please! They have Jennel, too. And Carly, oh mom you have to save us!

MOM: Oh, yes! Where are you? I'll tell the police!

ME: Thank you Mom, I'm at ------

The phone dies. IT's dead. 

I had a chance.

We could have been out of here in a couple of hours.

And tomorrow is the day, the pickup. That is the last time I'll ever hear my mom.

I blew it.

I start to cry. I start to scream. "NO! MOM! I"M HERE, PLEASE! DON'T LEAVE ME, PLEASE! GET ME OUT OF HERE! MOM!!!!!!"

Don't abandon me, mom. Don't leave me here, I beg you. I'm in my worst time, please. Show your love, your compassion. I'm hopeless, can't you see? I need you.

I need you.

I need you............please.