Abducted [A Jacob Perez Love Story]

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Jacob

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                                   Packing yn and myself clothes into a bag and our necessary personals into another, i set the bags in the foyer making sure i had everything for when Joshua came. He and I have came to an agreement that works on both parts.

                If he helps me get yn and our things over to Puerto Rico safely without any problems then I'll pay him $20k. Obviously he thinks giving him twenty thousand dollars is a 'oh so brilliant' plan. Joshua insists that i pay him alot because if we get caught authorities are gonna take him to jail too for helping us--we me supposedly 'kidnap' or 'abduct' yn across the border. Since operation 'grab yn and move to Miami' back fired -cause my dumb-ass was stupid enough to use a public airline- , i had to quickly think of a new plan that fit our situation.

                                             I was thinking about us moving to Mexico but i really don't wanna run into any old relatives. Also my name is pretty popular in the U.S right now so i was forced to choose an out of the country place to reside until my name clears up.

                                                     The money part isn't a big issue though. All of the money i sped is from my bank account my dad started for me before i was born. My dad was a big time Lawyer. He defended alot of big paying clients which put alot of money in his pockets. Once I was born he spoiled me to the fullest because i was his only child.

                                                Long story short all the extra money he had leftover he saved it in my name. Sadly he died eight years ago from a horrible car crash. I was only 13 when it happened and i was heartbroken. It cut me deep as a kid to have to live each year up to now without a "happy birthday son" nor a single "Good morning son" from him. In high school i was so quite because of it , i was mentally and physically going crazy. I lost alot of friends since i shut everybody out.

                                        After I turned eighteen I planned to run away from from all my problems. Two months later i graduated liked planned then i got up all my shit and left. I don't know what urged made me feel like i wanted to run away but i guess you can say me running away made me the man i am today. I thought my mother would take me running away very seriously but it was the total opposite. Because i was a grown man she honestly didn't care what i did anymore -- its not like she cared anyway from the start that much so i guess running away worked for the both of us. Giving Joshua all that money doesn't really matter to me , I'll risk whatever i have to if it means me and my love can be together forever.

                                           Anywhore i ran into the bathroom i looked at myself threw the mirror. If we want to get to PR -Puerto Rico- unrecognized I'll have to do something with myself. Like I need some type of disguise or atleast try to inpersonate someone so they don't expected anything. I was thinking about a getting beard but thats too cliche. I opened the medicine cabinet to reveal some aspirin, a empty percription bottle and a pair of scissors. It not really much left since i packed almost everything in bags.

                                   Picking up the silver utensil by placing my fingers in the small holes , i let a deep sign.Do I really want to cut my hair?

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Rayan

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                       Slouching down on the floor i began to get really dehydrated. I've been in here for two hours just sitting here looking at the wall since they'res nothing else really to do. I tried all the possible escape routes and all of the impossible ones too. I would've tried to kick the door down but im so hungry that i cant even think straight. I'm not stupid though, I've been kicking the door for like thirty minutes and no one has heard me yet--Which is a shame because I know atleast somebody has to be here.

                                                  As I continued to kick the door repeatedly I heard a scream and the door slam shut. Standing up from my aforementioned spot on the floor I used one hand to fiddle with the door knob and my other to bang on it brutally. I'm getting out of here whether Zonnique likes it or not.

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Chresanto

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                                    The next following day I woke Jade up with a nice homemade breakfast and some orange juice. I feel soo bad for her because I know if my brother or sister had gone missing I'd probably kill myself knowing that i might not even be able to see them again. I watched her munch on her bacon silently as i rolled up a nice thick blunt in the corner of the room, i really need one right now.

                             Grabbing my lighter out my pocket i sparked it and moved the flame towards the end of my joint. As it burned i felt a strong gaze on me. I looked up to see Jade's brown eyes staring me down hard from the other side of the room.

                                 "What?" I , questioned as i took the blunt away from my face. She scrunched up her eyebrows as she heard the four letter word linger off of my tongue.

                    "Don't fucking 'what' me chres, you know my mother hates the smell of that shit" Jade, responded just cursing like a sailor.

   "So" I began in a 'I really dont care' tone. "It's not like she's here and why you gotta curse at me? I didn't even do anything" I replied.

                Before she could respond i lit the blunt again and put it to my mouth sucking in it toxic fumes. I'll smoke wherever i want.

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[ this chapter wasn't shit sorry. i'd make it more interesting but im not really in the writing mood. couple days ago my brother got shot at the park...smh baltimore is ruthless bruh. also ive been editing chapters of this story cause most of them are just literally mess (>_<)! I didn't proof read bite me. but follow a nigga on ig though @kaidollasign. ill follow back —NiyaMariee]