Kidnapped

Challengge time

I loved drama. Even though I was so shocked and hated Jean so much after Kayla told me what happened, it was a little entertaining to watch Harry beat him up.

          “Ewwww,” Kayla said, scrubbing her mouth for the fifth time. “That was horrible.”

          I smiled. “This is fun.”

          Harry was sitting in the corner, looking unhappy.

          Kayla walked over to him and sat next to him. “Thanks for beating him up.”

          “Anytime,” He replied. They started making out.

          “Well, alrighty then,” I said, and walked over to Liam.

          “So… that was interesting,” Liam said.

          Liam and I were talking for a while until Harry and Kayla stopped kissing and then we sat near each other.

          “So what questions did he ask you, you know, before he…..” Liam said.

          “Just stuff like our fears and who’s the strongest and smartest and fastest and stuff like that.”

          “Did you actually tell them?” Harry asked.

          “Yeah,” Kayla said, hopping up and down.

          “WHAT?” We yelled.

          “I was scared of him, he had whippy,” Kayla said. “I’m scarred for life.”

          We talked for a little bit longer until Raven walked into the room. “Marisa, your turn.”

          Marisa came back in ten minutes later. “What happened?” Liam asked.

          “Nothing. He asked me, like, nothing. Just “Who are you the closest to?” and stupid stuff like that.”

          Harry and I stood up from the corner and walked over to them. “You had it a lot easier than me,” I grumbled.

          Just as I spoke Jean and Raven and Gage walked into the room. Jean eyed Harry like he was afraid he was going to pounce on him again. Harry stiffened next to me but didn’t try anything.

          “So, we’re just gonna stop the questioning with that because I think that we got enough out of the girls,” Jean said.

          “Damn right you did,” Harry murmmed.

          Jean ignored him. “You’re next challenges are going to be…terrifying.” He turned to Gage and smiled, “Don’t you think that this one might finally break them in half? Make them beg for death?”

          I had to pinch the inside of my palm and hold Harry’s hand tighter to keep from laughing.

          Gage grinned, “Definelty.”

          Oh, how I wanted to laugh!

          “You’ll all be doing it at the same time, but in different rooms,” Jean said, giddy. “Starting in…” he checked the time, “Two hours.”

          They walked out of the house. We sat on the floor together, in a circle. “We should play truth or dare,” Marisa said, grinning.

          “Really?” Liam asked.

          “Why not?” I said, “It sounds fun. I’ll start.” I turned to Liam, “Liam, truth or dare?”

          Liam sighed, “Truth, I guess.”

          “How many girls have you kissed?”

          Liam turned beet red and I saw Marisa glance at him. “Two,” he whispered. “I kissed this one girl like three years ago but she just wasn’t for me. And then Marisa.”

          Marisa smiled and kissed him on the cheek. “Okay, your turn Liam.”

          “Harrrrryyy….” He said, slowly, “Truth or Dare?”

          “Dare all the way, buddy!” Harry said, doing a little jig.

          “I dare you to…” Liam smiled, “There’s a bunch of Elephant crap outside. I dare you to put it in Jean’s extra pair of pants. It’s outside the house.”

          “How do you know that?” I asked.

          “I saw them when we were walking back in.”

          Harry smiled, “Liam, I hate Jean. That’s like, a gift.” Harry got up and came back in two minutes later, grinning. “Done,” he said. He turned to Marisa, “Marisa, truth or dare?”

          “Truth,” she said.

          “How many boys have you dated?”

          I, of course, knew this answer. It was two. She had dated this one boy when we were in seventh grade that was pretty cute. But he had ended up cheating on her with this girl named Rachel. Talk about being a player! Anyway, Marisa had ended it with him, duh.

          “Two,” she said, and explained her story. Liam smiled as she said it, and I think that he was happy that she hadn’t dated many guys, like he hated dated many girls. Awww they were perfect together! When she was done talking Liam pulled Marisa to him and kissed her on the lips. It was short but really cute and really, really romantic.

          “Kayla,” Marisa said, “Truth or Dare?”

          I thought. Dare was more fun but truth was more…revealing. “Truttth,” I said slowly.

          “Do you feel bad for killing Jason and Devin?”

          The question was totally harmless. To be honest, I did feel kind of bad. Devin had been really, really messed up and Jason wasn’t any different but when you kill someone it scars you, just like whippy had scarred me. It never really leaves you, and you always remember the way that the person screamed or gaped as his life faded away…

          “Kind of,” I answered.

          “Oh, well be all specific,” Marisa said sarcastically and I smiled.

          “Kind of. I mean, in a way I’m glad that they’re dead but still…”

          “Hey I just realized!” Liam said. “I haven’t killed anybody? Have I?”

          “Nope,” Marisa said, sitting on his lap.

          “Okay, my turn,” I said. “Harry, truth or dare?” 

          “Truth. I’m afraid that if I say dare you’ll make me do something really, really weird.”

          I sighed, “I was gonna say kiss me but…”

          Harry laughed and kissed me. “I don’t need a dare for that,” he whispered. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see that Liam and Marisa were kissing too. I swear, those two are gonna get married someday.

          “Okay,” Jean said, walking in on us all still kissing, “Challenge time.”

          Yay!

AUTHORS NOTE: So if you were already reading kidnappde 2 you know that this was where i left off! ill be updating more today cuz my friends coming back:)