Kidnapped by 7 jerks

Busted door at Midnight

"Makayla, time to wake up." I heard a voice whisper. I groaned and opened my eyes to see one of the boys from earlier laying on top of me. I went to scream but he quickly covered my mouth. "Don't make me punish you yet, baby." He whispered in my ear. I gulped and tried to kick him but he quickly pinned my legs down with his knees. Jeez, this dude was prepared for anything. "That was your warning. Now, your getting it." He whispered harshly. He was so close I could feel his minty hot breath on my face. He kissed my cheek and I tried to turn my head to the side to wipe it off. The boy rolled his eyes and slapped me HARD. "Get up." He demanded quietly. "Get. Up. Now." He said more loudly than before but not loud enough to wake somebody up. "Get. Up." I mocked. That resulted in me getting slapped again. "Gah! What is your deal with slapping?" I asked as I blinked back tears. That was harder than the slap before. "Babe, the slaps get harder. Trust me." He whispered. He pulled out a roll of duck tape and quickly strapped 3 pieces of it onto my mouth and then tied my hands and my feet together with rope. I started shaking, as he picked me up and walked over to the window. I was on the 2nd floor of my house and that was a pretty long drop. The boy seemed to get my scared expression and he laughed lightly. "Don't worry Baby. They will catch you. I promise." The boy said giving me a long kiss on the forhead. [Gross.] I thought to myself. The boy silently opened up my window and the hot summer breeze flew into my room as if it was meant to be there. "Please don't." I tried to say but of course it came out muffled. The boy gave me another peck on the forehead before throwing me out of the window. I landed safely in 4 boys arms and they carried me off to a white van. [Wow! How original.] I thought. I laughed at my own thoughts but I immediately stopped at how it sounded with the duck tape on.

I was put into the car and two people drove while the other 5 got in the back with me. "Were going to inter douce ourselves, okay?" The boy with the black and white snap back announced. I rolled my eyes, they would tell me anyways, and I can't even talk. [Idiots.] I thought to myself. "I'm Taylor." The boy with the black and white snap back announced. "Connor." Another replied. "Andrew." The one in the middle of Connor and Taylor announced quietly. "Dallas." Another said. "Axel." The boy who was closest to me stated with a wink in my direction. [Well then.... Don't you look despret.] I thought. "Alex." The driver stated. Now, it was the passengers turn. "My name is..." He trailed off. [Bambie!] I thought making me burst out laughing. The boys looked at me in confusion and took the duck tape off. Even though it was off, I couldn't stop laughing, and I barely felt it peeling off. "Are you okay?" Taylor asked. I managed a small nod and finally pulled myself together. "Sorry." I mumbled quietly. I was still smiling from my previous thought and I was waiting for 'Bambie' to tell me what is flipping name was. "My name is, Noah." I began clapping sarcastically. "That was the name we were all looking forward to hear." I said sarcasticly.

"What time is it?" I asked breaking the silence. "Midnight." Alex said looking down at the clock. I nodded and leaned back into my seat. "How did you get into my room?" I asked out of ceriousity. Taylor looked at me and smirked. "You really thought that a locked door and two chairs were going to keep us out?" Taylor asked as the others, Including him, burst into loud laughter. I nodded my head slightly. "Sweetie, you didn't lock your window." Connor said as he shot me a wink. I rolled my eyes, "Are you all cocky perverts?" I muttered. The car suddenly took a stop and EVERYBODY turned to face me. "Excuse me?" They all asked. "Um... I was kidding?" I said shakily. "This won't go unpunished." Axel said seriously. With that, the car sped off. "When we get back to the house we have some stuff to talk about." Noah said braking the silence. I nodded slightly, not wanting to talk right now. "How old is the oldest and the youngest person here?" I asked. "The oldest is 18 and the youngest is 15. Why?" Taylor asked, his eyes knitted in confusion. I shrugged and leaned back into my seat. Andrew patted his lap and I looked at him in disgust and shook my head no. I looked at the others in anger to. Not just Andrew. "Now." Andrew said dangerously. "You wouldn't want to be punished even worse would you?" Taylor whispered in my ear. I shook making my head shake with me. I was more scared of Taylor then anybody and I think all the boys knew that. Taylor was the one who threw me out the window, he was the one who pushed me up against my own wall, and he was the one I kicked in the balls. I don't think he will forget what I did to him and I don't think that he will let that go by un noticed. I silently stood up and walked over to Andrew. I was scared and I was uncomfortable. Andrew pulled me into him and I could hear him groan silently. "Stay in one place, Baby girl." He whispered. "I'm going to take a guess and say Dallas is the youngest?" I questioned. "Yup! He is the youngest and Alex is the oldest." Connor answered. I nodded slightly and Andrew gripped me tighter. "Stop." Andrew whispered hoarsely. I immediately stopped but moved around for a couple of extra seconds. Andrew gripped me harder and groaned into my back. But only he and I could hear it.

"So... Makayla, how old are you?" Noah asked. "Why do you want to know?" I asked as I moved around in a circle on Andrew's lap. Andrew kept hugging me tighter and I thought it was funny on how his voice kept getting quieter every time he told me to stop. "Because." Was all he said. "Because why?" I asked, as I kept moving in a circular motion. Taylor have me a glare, realizing that Andrew had told me to stop, and I kept going. I immediately stopped under his haze and looked down. "Do I have to have you sit on Taylor, just so you can answer a question?" Noah asked angrily. I shook my head, "16." I said quickly. "I'm 16." I repeated quietly. "Now, that wasn't so bad was it?" He asked. I shrugged and felt Andrew's arms tighten around me. "So, when will we be at your house?" I asked. "3 days." Alex says simply. "3 days!" I screeched jumping off of Andrew's lap and then back onto it again. Andrew's arms tightened around me once again and he pulled me even closer than I was. Once again, I moved around on his lap trying to get comfortable. "Stop. This is your last warning." Andrew whispered again. His voice was still hoarse and I just stopped completely. I moved again once last time and Andrew picked me up and handed me over to Taylor. Andrew whispered something in Taylor's ear before handing me to him. Taylor had a big smirk painted on is lips and I was really confused. What did Andrew tell him? Taylor pulled me onto his lap and just like I did on Andrew's I moved further up and then back down, trying to get comfortable. Taylor breathed in bigger than he normally would and pulled me even closer. Just like Andrew did. I heard a quiet moan from Taylor, and nobody else seemed to have heard it but me. "Makayla." Taylor whispered quietly in my ear. I moved once again up and sat there before feeling that it would be comfortable to move down. Taylor gripped my waist tighter and pulled me back up. Taylor's breathing was picking up and he handed me to Connor.

He kept an eye on me, knowing that so far I only listened to him. I would ALWAYS be afraid of Taylor more. No matter what. For some reason the boys liked it when I tried to get comfortable. In the position Connor had me in, I was not comfortable at all. I moved up and down and side to side and all Connor did was moan quietly and pull me closer to him. "Makayla, stop. Please." Connor begged as I moved for like the 20th time trying to get comfortable. It really was the 20th time I was trying to get comfortable. I counted. Connor's breath sped back down to normally and his arms were still wrapped around my waist tightly. I leaned back into his chest and I could feel his breath hit my neck in an even rythem. I know I'm laying on one of my kidnappers chest, but Taylor gave me a glare that seemed to say "If you don't do what he says, me and you are going to have some problems." So I sat down and leaned into his chest like Connor had asked.

******************Author's note********************
I'm going to update a part 2 to there car ride! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! What do you think Makayla was doing to them?