The Lost Boy

day 1

I wake up feeling not as weak as last time. Wait, I'm a hostage here? I try getting out of the bed that I'm in. I don't remember everything just pieces, Little pieces, not enough to explain why I'm here. I fall to the ground. "Ouch!" I say. I see that one of my hands is handcuffed to the bed.

I look around to see jack sitting on a chair staring at me. Except without hatred, with sympathy. Why? I sit back on the bed. I'm terrified. I don't know what's going on.

"Blaze-" Jack says but I cut him off. "Where I'm I? What's happening? Why I'm I handcuffed to a bed?" I ask.

"You don't remember?" He says. " All I remember is the school" I say and look at the room. Than I notice a whole in my sweatshirt and then my arm. Than it hits me. Not everything, but just this one thing "you drugged me." I say.

"Blaze it not what you think-" I cut him off. "Why? What did I do this time? I'm I your hostage now?! Is this just for fun? Why what's going on?" I say.

"Blaze, is that the only thing you remember?" He says. I look at the handcuffs. I remember a red chair. I was also handcuffed to that. When? "A red chair, why did you handcuff me to that too?" I snap at him. "Why don't I remember?" I say.

"Because-" Jack says and I cut him off "because you drugged me!" I say. "Why I'm I here? Where am I? What's going on?" I start to hyperventilate. I feel a tear run down my cheek. Shit! I rub it off. Why did I do that. Jack stands up and walks towards me.

"Blaze it's ok" He says. What does he mean? "Get away from me!" I say backing away on the bed. He run towards me. I shut my eyes. What is he going to do?

I feel his arms around me. It's a hug. A hug? Why is he hugging me. He's the last person I would expect to hug me. I don't know why but I hug back. His mom, was hugging me. To protect me. From what? "I'm sorry this happened, even if you don't remember" He says.

I don't remember and I weirdly find this comforting. Why? Why aren't I pushing him away? Why isn't he punching me? Why is he being nice? punching me. He said it's been awhile since I've had a beating. When did he say that?

"Jack! come here!" I hear a familiar voice. His dad. The gun. Why did they try killing me? Jack didn't kill me, couldn't kill me. I give out a sound fear remembering his dad. We part from our hug.

"it's ok, I've go to go, just stay here" He says. Don't have much of a choice. He gets up and leaves the room. I remember what happened, but not exactly why. I look around the room. It's bigger than any room I've ever had and better looking.

I almost had a damn melt down. Is there anyway I can get out of here? I look around. Nothing usful. I still don't understand why Jack was being so nice though. I tug my hand. ouch it's tight. My phone! I check my pockets. Damn it. They took it. I notice I don't even have my shoes. Great.

I obviously was in a different room. How did I get here?

~Jack POV~

I leave the room where Blaze is held in. That hug is something I thought I would never do. Holding that gun. I feel like it changed me. It didn't look like much was going on with me but in my mind, so many things were happening Something about the fear in his face, just didn't seem pleasing. I don't think I would of been able to kill him, even though I used to hate him.

He doesn't even know whats going on. I feel bad for him and he looks at me like I'm a monster. Why did I even pick on him anyway? To seem cool? I don't even know anything about his life and I have some how made it look like it sucks.

He's been out for a couple days and has already been reported missing. His friends are looking for him. I just have a wave of guilt. Maybe this is my fault.

I go to the kitchen to find my dad. "Give this to him" My dad says while handing me a sandwich and water. "Ok" I say and head back to the Blaze's room. On my way I check the food to see if my dad put anything in it. Nothing out of the ordinary.

When I get there I knock on the door. No answer. "I'm coming in." I say and open the door. I find him laying on the bed facing away from me. I close the door. I tap him lightly and he flinches.

"Blaze?" I say. He looks at me with both fear and anger in his eyes "Are you hungry?" I ask. He turns back around. He has this thing for the silent treatment, I swear.

"Come on you have to eat." I say. He says nothing. "I know your mad at me but-" I'm cut off by him saying. "I'm not mad at you." That's surprising. "Why wouldn't you be mad at me?" I ask.

"Because you said your sorry and couldn't kill me, no matter how much you probably wanted to." Blaze says. Damn, he really is a good soul. I feel bad for messing with him.

"I didn't want to kill you." I say. "It always seemed like you did, at school, or anywhere." He says. Guilt. I feel guilt.

"Blaze I'm sorry." I say while I sit down on his bed. "I sorry for everything, for messing with you at school, and hurting you, this." I say. I look at the brusis I gave him. Why did I do this to him for. There not going away either. "It's ok, it's not like anyone's looking for me." He says. It's like he's just given up on life.

"Gabby and Adam are looking for you. You've been already reported missing" I say. I have to tell him something positive.

"How long have I've been here for?" He ask. "2 days and that's why you need to eat." I say. Blaze looks at me. His face looks pale. "Come on you look sick." I say. He sits up. "Fine" He says and sits up.

I hand him the food. He just looks at it. "Don't worry it's not poisonous, I checked." I say. He looks at me. He sighs. Than takes a bite out of it.