Miss Missing You

#5

Andys Pov:

(i didn't know how to incorporate andy and joes scene since they are so short but here ya go)

I peeked at my phone to see Joe had messaged me and told me if Pete asked where he was to tell him he had stopped at a gas station and couldn't answer because his phone died. I laughed at his clumsiness as I walked down the middle of the parking lot, checking every car to make sure no one was watching me. It was until I made it to a wire fence next to my car when I saw a hawk, specifically, Pete's emergency messenger hawk is when I started to freak out a bit. As I was still gazing at the bird as it flew away a large black van skidded inches away from my face and I was pushed inside face first. 

I struggled under the immense grip of whoever the person was and felt them tieing ropes around my hands and feet meaning there was probably more than one, but that didn't stop me from trying. I elbowed the person in the face but that only received the rope getting tighter around my wrists and a gag shoved in my mouth. 

¨Wrong person thirdling¨ she snickered

Thirdling? Does that mean she has 3 out of the 4 of us already? Also, what does she mean wrong person, I'm pretty-

*muffled screams*

I looked over to see the one and only Pete Wentz sitting there kicking my leg which is who I'm guessing I elbowed in the face. He glared at me and I saw that his nose was bleeding but I couldn't really say sorry at the moment so I gave him a look that said sorry. He sat up next to me and reached behind my back trying to untie the knot around my wrists, I veered away as I saw another girl with a pair of scissors in stabbing position next to Pete. When he gave me a confused look I nodded towards the girl, making him groan in annoyance. It felt like we were going about 75mph on a dirt road to who knows where. I couldn't really understand why I was relatively not scared at the moment knowing that these people have captured half the gang and the world's devastation is afoot.

Joes Pov:

¨Thank you have a nice day¨ the over cheery cashier babbled

Yeah sure whatever Ill have a nice day, a nice day of constantly wondering if I'm going to get stabbed and protecting my salad. I smiled and turned to exit the store with my salad in hand, as I was walking out the glass doors a large black van raced past me. Well so much for having a nice day, so far I've got no Italian dressing for my salad and I've almost been run over. yay.

I sighed lighting a cigarette to calm myself down. To be honest, I was terrified as shit, just the thought of someone watching me was nerve-wracking, but to possibly be a death target on a list belonging to genocidal maniacs was worse than anything I could imagine. I didn't want anyone to get hurt but I also don't want the world to go insane. 

All these things were going through my head and I was also focused on filling up my gas tank in order to make it to Pete's house. However, I was not expecting an auburn-haired girl wearing all black, a ski mask, and 10-inch heels to shove a drugged rag up my nose. One thought was on my mind as the scent slipped its way into my system. If you think about it was a really bad idea considering there was a mass amount of people sitting in their vehicles and pumping their cars, but whatever floats your boat.

Wow way to go Joe, I mentally slap myself before plummeting into the girls' arms and passing out.