Gone

2.

We heard a noise that sounded as if someone had tried to open the front door. We all froze with fear from the sound of the door forcefully being blown open, followed by the sound of glass shattering. We jumped out of our spots when we heard three raspy male voices coming from downstairs. In a panic, we hid in different sections of the upstairs.

I told Chloe to call 911 while hiding in the closet that was inside the bathroom, Kelsey hid inside the storage closet in the hallway, and Taylor and I hid in her mom's bedroom. We heard footsteps heading up the stairs, and the voices got closer. The footsteps led into Taylor's room and then paused. There was about a minute of silence until we all heard a phone chime. I assumed it was Kelsey's, and my heart dropped into my stomach like I was on a roller coaster. Then, I heard one of the men drag Kelsey out from the storage closet and heard her scream "NOOOO!!!".

Taylor seemed jittery since she was only making physical contact with my right arm.

"They got Kelsey.." I whispered, holding her arm.

Taylor's breathing began to speed up. I told Taylor to remain calm while we were in her mom's closet. We heard the man ask Kelsey if there was anyone else in the house, and she said;

"No, there's no one here, just take me!"

All of a sudden, I sneezed and Taylor hushed me as heavy footsteps came tromping towards the room we were in. The door blew open like a volcano. They came straight for the closet and vigorously yanked it open. They saw Taylor, grabbed her, and held on to both of us.

"Is that all of them?" one of the men asked the other.

"I think so," another replied.

Then, the dumb person that I am, I asked Taylor, "Where's Chloe?"

Taylor shushed me again; "Shut up!" she said through her teeth as her eyes were wide open.

"What?! There's more?!" one of the men asked quickly.

"No! No! No!" I screamed, "There's not!"

I tried to escape from his embrace, but my arms failed. I saw Taylor doing the same. We both screamed and kicked, but we had no luck.

"Shut the hell up!" said a guy with short dark brown hair.

"No!" I screamed.

He slapped me, but I held my face. His rough hand was heavy. "This would surely leave a bruise.." I thought to myself. The guy closest to the door went into the other room to find her. I could hear Chloe's screams, then seconds later I heard a groan. He must have hurt her just as he had done to me. Each one of us was dragged to the living room.

We all looked at each other, and I could tell the other girls were just as frightened as I was. Suddenly, in unison, the three men pulled out cloths from their pockets. We screamed again. They put the cloths over our faces...and that's when everything went black. I awoke in a nauseating, stenchful room. It was dark, but a little bit of light was coming off of the window from the sunlight outside. I realized I was tied up and stuck sitting there when I heard someone whisper my name;

"...Kassidy..it's Chloe...shhh.." I could barely see her face, but I saw her figure across the room wedged between a few boxes and felt a wave of excitement come over me.

"How did they find you?" I asked her in a whisper.

"They tore up Taylor's bathroom almost entirely looking for me, and they found me. Oh God Kassidy, I was scared as hell. The one wearing old glasses punched me in the stomach. He had disgusting long hair and, he looks so stupid. Anyway, I tried to swing at him, but his reflexes were fast. He could have made me throw up my pizza. I would have been really pissed then. God, I'm still hungry. I could have been raiding Taylor's fridge right now, but noooo, we're here in this dump! This place is disgusting!" Chloe said quickly.