Kidnapped

Sinking and Hanging

Okay, so there’s a few problems when you’re on a bridge in a car that has no driver. Marisa screamed just as the words left Liam’s mouth. “HOLY DANGIT!”
    Me and Harry and the girl ran over to the window and saw that we were steering off of the bridge. “This is bad.” I said and Harry nodded, “Really bad.”
    Andy leaped to the front and jumped out of the car. Jean followed her lead, and Liam pulled Marisa to the front, me and Harry following.
    “Jump, Marisa!” Liam screamed.
    “Um, no.”
    “Fine. I’ll go first.” Liam jumped out in one step and Marisa screamed as he tumbled along the ground. I looked at Harry and he nodded, jumped out, most likely knowing I wasn’t gonna go anytime soon anyway.
    Me and Marisa looked at each other and screamed, because now the truck was falling. In one leap she jumped out of the truck and I watched as she grabbed onto the railing and began to kick. “Ahhh!”
    “Holy molly gop ahhh heeelllpp meee!” She yelled and I heard Liam running over to her.
    The truck hit the water.
    The first thing that I saw was the dead bodies, blood still pouring out, and faces white, eyes open. I fought back a scream.
    My vision blurred with black as the truck sank deeper. I saw Devin trying to kick the door open and swam over to help him. We kicked and pulled and pushed for about ten seconds before it became clear we were not getting out that way.
    Gage was swimming around in a frantic, not helping us at all.
    Devin pointed at the window and made a fist. What?
    Ohhh. I swam over to the bottom of the truck, bent down, and picked up a crate, then handed it to Devin. My lungs were already burning. I knew that a normal person can hold their breath underwater for about three minutes before they pass out. I wondered how long we had been under.
    Devin smashed the crate into the window and glass shattered.
    He swam out first and began to rise to the surface. I looked around for Gage and saw him floating in the water, not moving, but conscious.
    Crap.
    Should I leave him? It wasn’t like he was a good person or anything. But his brother did die. And he wasn’t that horrible...
    I spent a good twenty precious seconds debating. He was a good kid, and maybe he even had a girlfriend somewhere. Someone who wanted him to come back alive just as much as I would want Harry to. I finally swam over and shook him so hard that the water around him vibrated. Then I smacked him.
    He blinked, but didn’t move. This is a great time to go into a coma or whatever, I thought at him. Frickin’ move!
    I grabbed one of his arms and began to pull him out. But he was dead weight and even though he was underwater it was really hard. I got him out the window, but I was beginning to see weird spots in front of my eyes and I yelled at myself.
    Think about happy things, I thought. Harry. One Direction. Stephen Jerzak. Food. Not drowning. Living.
    The thing about being underwater is that you don’t even know which way is up. It’s pitch black. So I let myself float for a second, trying to figure out which way to kick, and then continued to kick in that direction, dragging Gage with me.
    The water started to get lighter as I got higher, but my head started to get heavier too and I wanted to die. Jk I didn’t.
    I wanted to live.
    I felt Gage get torn from me, and then hands on me too. My vision got really bright as we were pulled above the water. I collapsed on the ground and started coughing. Gage did the same next to me.
    “I...frickin...hate...bridges...” I moaned once the coughs died down.
    “Me...too....” Gage said.
    I looked up and saw Harry leaning next to me, Marisa and Liam sitting on the ground, Devin couching a few feet away lightly, Andy looking annoyed and Jean next to her gawking.
    “Why the hell did you do that?” Andy asked.
    “Are you frickin kidding me? We didn’t WANT to. We’re not SUICIDAL.”
    She sighed, “You should have jumped.”
    “You should’ve not shot the driver and made us almost DIE.”
    I was starting not to like this girl.
   

    Hanging from railings 200 feet above the ocean wasn’t pleasant. I felt my fingers slipping and I was thinking about my life. It was pretty good, when I thought about it. I didn’t scream, I just closed my eyes and waited for me to hit the water.
    I felt my fingers slip and falling through the air. It was like riding a roller coaster. But it only lasted three seconds. I stopped falling, but I didn’t feel wet.
    “Am I dead?” I said to myself.
    “No,” A familiar voice said, sighing.
    I opened my eyes and found myself in Liam’s arms, like a baby.
    “Oh my god, I love you,” I told him and kissed him. He smiled a huge smile at me.
    “Where’s Kayla?” I said, snapping back to reality now that I wasn’t dead.
    “She’s alive,” Liam said. We climbed down the safe side of the bridge and down to the shore of the ocean.
    There was Devin, crouching down coughing up water. But I didn’t see Kayla and Gage yet.
    Harry, Jean, and Andy were there, too. Andy looked like she didn’t care that we almost died (but that happens a lot), Jean was just staring at her like a puppy, and Harry was treading in the water, getting deeper and deeper, trying to find Kayla. It made me start to cry.
    “Kayla!” Harry was screaming.
    Finally, I saw a brown head surface. Then another head, this one brown too.
    Kayla swam up to the shore, breathing really heavily, coughing, and holding Gage.
    Liam took Gage and brought him up to the shore, while Harry ran to Kayla.
    “Are you guys okay?” Jean ask
    “I...frickin...hate...bridges...” Kayla coughed.
    “Me...too....” Gage agreed.
    “Why the hell did you do that?” Andy asked.
    “Are you frickin kidding me? We didn’t WANT to. We’re not SUICIDAL,” Kayla shot back.
    She sighed, “You should have jumped.”
    “You should’ve not shot the driver and made us almost DIE.” Kayla narrowed her eyes.
    “Whatever,” She replied. “The cops are going to be here really soon. We gotta get out of here.”
    “You...just killed seven people...” I murmured, shaking my head.
    “Yeah, and all of you are suspects. So unless you want to be locked up for the rest of your life follow me.”
    We couldn’t put up an argument to that. She started running super fast into a thick desert forest, and we staggered after her. About 20 seconds later, we heard the sirens.
    “They’re going to catch us,” Liam huffed, running next to me.
    “Not if we hide,” Andy said. She suddenly ducked behind a huge tree. It had a ginormous hole in it and we all squeezed into it. Jean covered it up with a bunch of branches.
    “Nice one,” Andy said, and he grinned.
    “Everyone shut your pie holes!” Kayla whisper-screamed.
    A few seconds later, we heard talking coming from walkie-talkies and jingling keys and running footsteps.
    “They couldn’t have gotten far,” One officer said. His voice sounded familiar.
    A new voice bursted through the walkie. “We have a report on seven dead bodies in the ocean. The license plate number is D1232....” Her voice trailed off as the off as the officers got farther and farther away.
    “They’ll come back,” Harry whispered. I was awkwardly smushed onto Gage and I couldn’t move one inch. “Everybody stay still.”
    “That’s not going to be hard,” I whispered.
    We stayed in that big tree for thirty minutes. It was pitch black by the time we creeped out of it. We saw flashing lights and the truck being pulled out of the ocean with a huge crane, five police cars, an ambulance with covered bodies being wheeled in by gernies, and a ton of bystanders looking around and being yelled at by police men. I looked up at the bridge and saw a huge chunk taken out of it where the truck had fallen.
    “Don’t run,” Andy said. “Act casual.”
    I almost laughed at how stupid that sound, but we all did what she said. We “casually” walked through the forest, slowly like we were in conversation.
    “We might make it,” Devin said, but he jinxed it.
    “Hey, you kids!” An officer shouted to us.
    My whole body froze.
    “Keep cool,” Andy told us. “Make up a story.”
    My hands started sweating and my heart racing.
    “Can you come over here?” The officer asked.
    We all jogged over to him, like we were eager to hear what had happened with this truck.
    “What happened, officer?” Andy said, sweetly. She was the only one who looked calm. I knew I could stay calm if he didn’t ask me and questions, but I was worried about Devin. He was turning green.
    “It appears that someone’s truck fell in the lake,” He said. “We found seven dead bodies. With wounds in them. So I think they were murdered.”
    “Oh my gosh,” Kayla said, sounding shocked.
    “What are you kids doing out here this late?” The officer asked. Other police people were starting to look at us. I felt like I was going to faint.
    “We were just going to Marisa’s house to hang out,” Liam said. “We came through this forest because it’s a shortcut. We come through here all the time.” He said it casually and slowly.
    “Well, would you mind if I talked to your parents, Marisa?”
    Why did he say my name? Why did he ask me a question? I took a deep breath. “My parents are out of town this weekend. They’re having their anniversary in Paris. She trusted me to watch the house.”
    “Can I call them?” The officer asked.
    “They don’t have access to a phone until tomorrow.”
    The officer nodded. “Alright. Did you guys see anyone or thing suspicious today?”
    “Not that I can think of,” Gage said a little too quickly.
    The officer nodded and turned his heel to walk away. i started to breath out when he looked back at us. “Wait a minute- It’s tuesday.”
    “Oh, yeah. That’s right. My bad.” I laughed. “Well, we have to go BYE!”
    We walked away, some of us swearing, but then I heard the officer yell.
    “Run!” Kayla yelled.