This is the next day (the day after they eat their chicken wings) lol
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Omar POV
I woke up with Nicole next to me. Lance hasn't raped her and I'm surprised about that. I wanted to do that last night but I didn't want to hurt her. Especially since she is going to be put in a trunk for at least an hour today.
Lance wanted to leave her at first, but I came up with the idea of putting her in the trunk. It was a bad idea, but I was stupid enough to say it out loud. Now, she is going to be stuck in the trunk of my car today.
I need to make sure there is no way to escape. We will probably knock her out and tie her up. Just in case she gets any ideas.
Nicole woke up.
"Start getting ready," I whispered, "We're going shopping today."
I forgot about the food. To me, we were just getting her clothes. I decided to get the clothes and tell Lance to get the food. Hopefully he agrees. We can't leave her in the trunk too long so we have to speed it up.
We got ready and before we left I handed her a piece of paper. It had certain types of clothes for her to write sizes. There were simple clothing garments- shirts, shorts, jeans, skirts, bras, underwears, etc.
Lance went to go give Jake and Trey some water and make sure they were tied up good. We got in the car. Lance was driving while I was in the backseat with Nicole. She was in the trunk, but we had the seat pulled up so she was practically in the backseat. The car is a Maxima.
We got to the (not specific) store.
"I wanna stay with Nicole." I said, "There's no way we can just leave her in here."
"No. You're coming because we said we would leave her." Lance answered. I could tell he was getting angry.
He went to the glove compartment and pulled out some medicine and a dirty cloth. He handed them to me.
I looked down sadly. "Sorry Nicole," I whispered before putting her to sleep.
Lance tied her up and we pushed her into the trunk, leaving the backseat cup holder door a little open so she could breathe good.
Lance made sure the doors were all locked and we walked into the store.
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Nicole POV
I woke up with my hands tied behind my back and a cloth tied around my mouth. I couldn't talk or scream for help. They're smart. I waited and waited.
After about an hour of waiting, they came back.
They opened the trunk and were laughing. They didn't look in the trunk and threw all the bags inside. These assholes forgot I was even here. They closed the trunk and got in the car. I tried screaming, but of course they couldn't hear me. Lance and Omar were laughing about some unknown thing. It seemed like they were drunk.
I knew they had forgotten about me because Omar was sitting in the front instead of in the back. I could see them threw the Maxima's little trunk door. It was pretty much a cup holder that opened the trunk from the back seat when you pulled it down. Easy access to the trunk while driving.
I started freaking out and started screaming with the cloth on me. They heard me and shut up.
"D-Do you hear that?" Lance asked.
"Yeah. I heard it." They listened and I screamed again.
"Ther. Is definetely somethings back therrr." Lance slurred. Yeah. They are drunk.
Omar climbed to the back seat and looked on the floor of the car.
"Th-There nothing." He mumbled.
I screamed again. Omar turned around and pulled the cup holder all the way down.
"Ohhh Hayyy Nicole!" Omar laughed, "Aye, Lance. It's just Nicole!"
Lance howled with laughter and so did Omar. Idiots.
Omar pulled the cloth off my mouth, along with some hair. His hands were huge.
"Are you drunk?" I asked.
"Shhhhhhhure. Why not?" Omar smiled. "Why are you in there?"
"You put me here," I sighed.
"Oh." Omar frowned. "Sorry."
He grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me to the backseat with him.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah" I mumbled.
"Okay. Good. Let'ssss go home a-and have some fun. Yeah?" He slurred and laughed.
I stayed silent as he hugged me and started playing with my hair. We weren't wearing seatbelts. Hopefully we get pulled over.
We didn't get pulled over. When we got home, it was only 8:00. Omar had said that himself, loudly. How the hell did they get drunk so early in a store?
Lance knocked out on the couch. That left me with Omar. We didn't get the bags in the trunk.
"We should check on Jake and Trey." I mumbled.
"Good Ideaa." Omar said. He grabbed some waters from the pantry and walked to the basement with me following.
Trey and Jake were sleeping, but they woke up when Omar yelled at them and threw the waters at them.
Trey and Jake didn't have their hands or arms tied, but they had handcuffs on their ankles connecting to pipes on opposite sides of the basement.
I looked to their sides and saw water bottles filled with pee. You gotta go when you gotta go, I thought.
Jake looked at me with watery eyes.
"What the fuck are you looking at?!" Omar yelled.
Jake looked down, but Omar didn't ignore him. He went up to him, pulled his head up by his hair, and punched him in the stomach.
"Omar! Stop!" I yelled. He punched Jake again in the face. That will probably leave a black eye.
I ran up to Omar and tried pulling him away. He was too strong. He elbowed me hard and made me fall backwards to the ground. I hit my head and everything started getting blurry quickly.
I held my head and hoped I wouldn't die. Not like this.
Omar came up to me and started apologizing crazily. Seems like he snapped out of it, sorta. Then I knocked out.
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Omar POV
Nicole flew backwards when I elbowed her. She knocked out while I was saying sorry.
I can't believe I did that. Even drunk I'm not okay with hurting her so much. I hope she doesn't have a concussion or something. I mean, she didn't fall that hard. Maybe she just knocks out easily. It sure seems like she does.
I knew she wasn't dead. No teenager could die from something small like that.
Trey and Jake were looking at me in shock. Jake's face was a little messed up now.
I grabbed Nicole, carried her up the stairs, and closed the basement door behind me. I carried her to my room and put her on my bed. It was only 9:00. I left her there and went to take a shower. I took a nice, long 30 minute shower.
When I got out, Nicole was still on my bed fast asleep. I pulled some boxers on and climbed into my bed. I don't care how early it is. I'm tired.
I wrapped my arms around Nicole. I held her tight enough so that when she woke up, she wouldn't escape. After thinking about what I did and apologizing to Nicole 50 times, mentally, I fell asleep.
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Boo >.^ Ok next chapter idk wen cuz i got ppl staying in my house ;OOO I kinda wanted to have chapter 30 posted by friday but i have a party nd Im goin 2 disneyland on fxckenn monday && tuesday sooo idk haha i should have chapter 30 (nd evrything before it) by August. Byee. Still guna do as much as i can
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Taken
Teen FictionNicole is kidnapped. Again and Again. Different people, different reasons. Will she make it home? Will she ever see her family again? Her friends? Will she be able to return to her life? And if she does, will it be the same as before?