The next morning I woke up to a note on my nightstand. It said:
Off to work. I'll see you later neighbor(; -Brad
I took a hot shower and put on some warm clothes. Make up and hair came next then off to work I went. I work at this cute little coffee shop called Le Café au Lait that's right by my school. Luckily both are in walking distance so I don't have to waste gas. Plus, I hate driving here. It's hard to keep on the right side of the road and remember that the driver sits on the right side now.
As I walk down the road I have this feeling like someone is following me. I start walking a little faster but the feeling just doesn't go away. I cut through an alley when all of a sudden a van pulls up right behind me. I try to run but a man dressed in all black grabs me and throws me in the van. Before I can scream he puts duct tape over my mouth. My heart is pounding and I can't help but start sobbing.
After what felt like forever, I felt the van come to a stop and the door open. One of the men, who I assume was the driver as he is much smaller, points a gun at me as the other one pulls me out of the van. We are in the middle of nowhere. There is a house that is all boarded up and old looking so I assume it's abandoned. They drag me into the basement and restrain me to a chair.
"Now I'm gonna take the tape off. Don't bother screaming 'cuz no one will here ya. " says the small one in a southern accent. He's American.
"Please..." I say "Let me go..."
He punches me so hard my lip and nose are bust open. "Now there won't be any of that! None!"
Another one gets right up in my face. He's the one who grabbed me in the alley. He starts stroking my face and wiping my tears.
"Listen here sweetheart, if you do anything out of line I will kill you. You understand me?"
I nod.
"Good. Now, I hear you are dating the famous Bradley Simpson. And he's got money. I want money. So this is what we are going to do, you are going to sit there and not make a sound while we make a ransom video. Then you are going to give us your phone so we make sure he gets it. Is that clear?"
Famous? What?
I nod again. He goes to a cabinet and pulls out video equipment and a laptop. His partner reaches into my pocket and grabs my phone so I can unlock it with my fingerprint. Then they start recording.
"Bradley Simpson. We have your pretty, sweet little girlfriend here. We are asking $100,000 cash in American currency. I would hate for something to happen to this poor girl. You have until sunset. If not, she dies."
He gives him an address to meet and ends the video. I start panicking. What is going to happen to me? I start looking for a way out. There seems to be no way. Maybe Brad can track my phone or something. I don't know.
*Brad's POV*
I am hanging with my mates when I get a text from Ronnie. It's a video.
We watch it in horror as Ronnie is sitting there with blood all over her face and bruised. We immediately jump in the car and drive to the police station.
*Ronnie's POV*
It's almost sunset. Has he given up on me? Does he not care? I can't help but think the worst. The men have been gone for a couple hours. I've tried escaping but to no avail. Am I going to die?
The men walk back into the room. The bigger one releases me and sticks a gun to my head. That's when the police bust in. They shoot the smaller one and have all guns pointed towards the bigger one.
"Shoot and she dies." he says.
I can't help but sob. I'm going to die.
One of the police officers holsters his gun and steps forward.
"Nobody needs to get hurt. We have your money. Just let her go and we will leave." he throws a duffel bag towards the man.
Thankfully he is stupid enough to release me and I run to safety. He still has his gun pointed towards them but they shoot. He's dead.
At this point I start to fade in and out of consciousness. The next thing I know, I'm in the hospital.
"Ronnie?" I hear. "Ronnie, can you hear me? It's Brad. You're alright now. You're safe. I'm here. I'm never leaving you again. I promise." he's been crying.
"Can you get me some water please?" I can barely get the words out of my mouth.
I try to sit up but it hurts so much. He calls the nurse in to help me. She gives me some more pain medication and leaves the room.
"I was so worried about you. I thought I lost you." he grabs my hand and starts crying even more.
I squeeze his hand in reassurance. Everything is going to be okay.
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Sorry I haven't uploaded anything in awhile. Life has been kind of crazy! I hope you enjoy.
-Jayde
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Somebody To You
FanfictionHis curly hair, his cheeky smile, his chocolate eyes. He couldn't be more perfect. But who am I? I'm a nobody. But to him, I'm a somebody. And that's all I need.