Jake looked at the message with such horror. He began to pace back and forth, worrying greatly over Faye. What if I do show up alone and they have already done something terrible to her? What if I don't show up and Faye thinks that I don't care? Jake had made up his mind, he was going to meet whoever took Faye from him on Friday. Jake went home and checked the date on his phone, it was Wednesday. He had to wait two days until he could see his precious Faye.
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Faye woke up in what seemed to be a cellar. It was very cold, and sort of damp from what she could feel. The wooziness was still in her system when two men started walking down the stairs. The sunlight burning her eyes as they closed the entrance.
"Who are you? What do you want? Why did you take me?" Faye screamed. She had no idea what had happened. All she could remember was that she was trying to help a guy with a stain in his shirt.
"Eat up. You're gonna need it." One of the men said as he threw some sort of food at her. Faye grabbed whatever it was, and it seemed to be some sort of chicken.
"Little brat doesn't know what's coming for her." The other man said as they both started walking up the stairs and out of the cellar.
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Jake found a taxi and rode back to the bus. The Thursday morning feeling him with grief and sadness. It was his fault that Faye was kidnapped. He slowly knocked on the tour bus door and their driver opened it.
"Thanks." Jake said groggily as he went to the back of the bus to his bunk. He didn't feel like dealing with anyone today. He just wanted Friday to come so he could save his Faye.
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"Wake up. Time to fight." A man said as he yanked Faye up off the ground. Faye was shocked, the pain had hurt twice as bad as she didn't expect that she would have to fight.
"FIGHT? Fight for what?" Faye screamed, in fear that she was going to die a quick death tonight, or day, whatever time it was.
"For the attention of the fellows. Get dressed. Now." The man said as the reached the top of the cellar. He showed her to a dressing room and threw a skimpy looking outfit at her. They run a prostitution thing? Faye thought to herself in disgust. She hated this, everything, but she did as she was told and walked out of the dressing room.
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Friday had officially arrived and Jake was losing his mind. I have to show up in one hour. What am I going to do? Jake looked at the address that he was given and quickly looked it up on his phone. The drive was about thirty minutes away, so he decided to leave at 1:15, giving him plenty of time to get there. As Jake's borrowed car rolled up to the address, his mouth dropped in horror. His worst fear of what might have happened to Faye came true. The clock struck 2 and Jake quickly went inside.
"Well isn't Mr. Prince Charming on time tonight?" Ezekiel said as laughter filled the room. Jake was immediately filled with anger, he could not contain it. He shoved Ezekiel against the wall.
"I swear if you made her do any sort of ungodly thing I will severely injure you, give a you a slow tortuous death." Jake said. Ezekiel just continued laughing.
"Don't worry, your princess is okay, Mr. Prince Charming, she just served the men, sometimes gave them a little peck on the cheek. Nothing TOO serious." Ezekiel smirked. Is he toying with me? Is he trying to make me punch him right now? Jake thought to himself. His train of thought was interrupted when he saw Faye in the corner of his eye. Faye ran straight towards him and hugged him in glee.
"Oh what happy couple, wait. Not yet." Ezekiel said as an evil smile made its way onto his face.
