Kidnapped

Let's just get in yet another fight, shall we?

Gage, Liam and I all jumped up by the scream. I knew just who it was, and that sent chills down my body.
    “Oh my gosh, what was that?” Gage said.
    “Kayla,” I yelled.
    “Come on,” Liam said, already halfway out of the cave.
    We started running in the direction-one direction- of the scream. The rain was so hard that it hurt my skin, which still had cuts and bruises. The pain in my wrist was fading a lot, but it was still there and every time I moved it it hurt.
    After a while, we started to get lost. We started jogging and then stopped.   
    “Okay, we are totally lost,” Liam said, sighing.
    Just then, I heard another scream. It was more like a yell, not of pain but anger.
    “Harry!” I yelled.
    We started sprinting again, this time to the left where Harry’s yell came from.
    “Kayla! Harry!” Liam and I both screamed over and over as our feet splashed in the mud. Gage was running next to us, but he didn’t seem to care as much as us.
    My heart was beating so fast and the rain was coming down so hard that I didn’t see the log in front of me. For two seconds I was mid-air and then I landed hard in mud, bugs, and leaves.
    “Blahhh,” I groaned.
    “Marisa!” Liam shouted to me. I wiped my face, which was completely covered, and saw his hand grab mine as he tried to help me stand up.
    “Gosh!” I said, wiping mud- well, attempting to- from my body.
    “Great, now we don’t know where they went,” Gage said.
    “Oh, shut up!” Liam said. He wasn’t very happy, and neither was I.
    All of our heads turned when we heard a twig snap.
    “Kayla!” I screamed, now extremely frustrated and determined. I ran forward with Liam and Gage behind me.
    A huge force hit my face and I fell over once again.
    “Oh my God!” I screamed, struggling to get up.
    “Whoops,” A voice said. It wasn’t Harry’s or Kayla’s.
    “Devin!” Liam sighed. “Jean! What are you two doing?”
    “What are you doing?” Jean said. He was carrying a gross bloody animal.
    “Trying to find Kayla and Harry,” I said, getting up yet again. This was not a good day. “Didn’t you hear them scream? What if the creepy guys took them?”
    “That would suck,” Devin said, and Liam scowled.
    “Good idea of splitting up, Jean,” I huffed.
    “Oh, be quiet,” He said calmly, which annoyed me. “Let’s just go find them.”
    Everyone rolled their eyes at each other and started walking forward.
    After about fifteen minutes, we were all sweaty and muddy and annoyed. It seemed like Liam and I were the only ones who were really worried, but Devin seemed to care a little bit.
    “Wait,” Liam said. “This tree has moss on the low branch. We already passed this tree so that means we are going in circles!”
    “Don’t hyperventilate,” I said, trying to lighten the mood. Liam smiled at me a little.   
    “So, what do we do now?” Jean asked.
    “Keep looking,” I said. “We’ve got to find them.”
    “Found them,” Gage replied.
    I whipped my head around to look at him. He was pointing at a ton of muddy footprints in the ground.
    “That’s Kayla’s shoe!” I said, pointing at one of the footprints.
    “But there’s more than two sets of prints, so that means...” Devin’s voice trailed off.
    “Don’t say that,” I scolded him. “At least we have a tracking. Nice job, Gage.”
    He smiled and raised his eyebrows flirtingly.I rolled my eyes. “Let’s follow them- and this time, stay together.”


   
    I was thrown onto the ground. When my vision cleared I saw Harry leaping forward. His fist connected with one mans jaw and he cried out lightly. Another man came behind him and pressed a gun to his head.
    I jumped up and it gave Harry enough of a distraction to turn around, kick the man in the stomach, and elbow the other in the head. He slumped to the ground.
    “Harry look o-”
    It was like a slow motion movie. The man who had come behind behind, hiding in the bushes, jumped out and kicked Harry in the back of the knees. He fell face first in the dirt.
    “Harry!” I yelled and ran for him but another man grabbed me and swung me over his shoulder. I pounded on his back, “You stupid, big, ugly goon! Let me go!”
    He turned around, beginning to walk, and I saw Harry yell out in anger, standing again and attempting to fight back. But there were three more men now and two of them got ahold of his arms and began to carry him away in the same direction as me.
    They walked carrying us for a while and at first I screamed and yelled but I didn’t hear a response. I assumed that we were too far away from Marisa and Liam for them to hear us.
    Finally the man set me down hard on the mud and I fell onto my butt. The other two men let go of Harry and he ran over to stand next to me, helping me up.
    One man held out a gun and pressed it against Harry’s scull, and the other did the same to me. “If one of you make a move, the other’s brains explode. Understand?”
    “We understand,” Harry said.
    “You idiots,” I responded.
    The men laughed. “You really are just as funny as you were on the show.”
    “The show? What has this got to do with the show? What’s going on?” Harry asked, his voice rising.
    “The show. Aaaahh that show made a hell of a lot of money,” One man answered. He had a sharp nose and green eyes, “I’m, by the way, David. Call me Dave.”
    “I ain’t calling you anything,” I spat.
    “Shut up.” Dave spat.
    “What do you want with us?” Harry questioned.
    “Stop asking questions, pretty boy, or I swear I’ll shoot the girl. Now get it in the truck.”