Kidnapped - Nash Grier

Part 10 - Ted

Kendall's POV: 

You probably thought I was dead, but luckily they feed me ocassionally. I can't tell what his plan is at this point because I've been trapped here for a while now and nobody has tried anything. I am curious as to how this will all end, but for now I am just in a cell getting fed half what a human should be. 

I hear a loud slam, which is my cue to watch for who is coming through the door. "Cam?!" I shout as I see bruised, helpless Cam being pushed around by two men. "What the hell? How the fuck did you get him and why!?" I yell at the man, but he just pushes me against the wall and I fall to the ground. They put cam into the cell beside me, so I can still communicate with him. One of the men whispers to the other, they laugh, and walk out. 

"Cam what the hell is going on?" I say eagerly. "Cam is Nash okay? Where is my mom?" I keep asking Cam questions as he waits for me to stop so he can answer. It's not my fault I've been trapped for almost a week not knowing anything. "I'm so glad you are okay." He says. "Nash is fine, he's with your mom. We were on our way to Applebee's, you know, to get our minds off your dissapearance, and all of a sudden a SUV crashes into Nash and Leanne. I immediately hit the brakes, but it was useless because I crashed right into Nash. The next thing I know I am in his truck with all his men." Cam explains. "Well then how do you know Nash and my mom are okay?!" I ask. Cam looks down. "Ken, I honestly don't know if they are." He says quietly and we both sit in silence for a while.

Thinking about it, I'm sure that he wouldn't just kill Nash and my mom like that. If he did then I would no longer have a reason to live, defeating the point of me being here. I think it was just a way of them showing me how easy it is to kill my family and that I should listen to whatever they tell me to do. Why they took Cam, I have no idea. I'm sure it's another part of their schemes. 

Later that day we both did what my usual routine is. Sleep, eat, sleep, and maybe cry from time to time. It was around night time when the usual guard would come in to check on us one more time before bed. Cam was sleeping at this point, so I was the only one awake. The guard who checks up on us every night is the same one I teased the other day. Since it was just him, I decided to see if I can break him. 

"So what's he making his slave do tonight?" I tease the guard. "Shut up." The man says sternly. "You know I may be locked in here, but at least I don't obey to some ugly old man." I spat at him and the guard gets angry. "Shut the fuck up! If you don't obey him, you'll die. A long, slow, painful death." He says as if it's supposed to scare me. If he had said that to me, than I would probably have felt threatened, but this is just some pathetic guard. "I'm not scared of you. You need to realize that you are being used and once I'm gone, so will you." "SHUT UP!" The man yells as he comes near me. I prepared myself to get hit, but he didn't touch me. 

Just as he was about to leave, I decided to add more fuel to the fire. "Why is Cam in here anyways? What is he good for?" I ask with a bit of curiosity. "None of your buisness." The man spits at me like he was somewhat offended. "You're not telling me because you don't know. See this is what I'm trying to tell you. He doesn't care about you at all if he won' let you in on anything. I'm just looking out for you." I say trying to get on his good side. "He's not going to kill me." The guard says a bit less confident. I shrug. "What's your name by the way?" I ask. He ignores me like he didn't hear me, so I repeat myself. "My names Kendall, what's yours?" He continues to ignore me. I let out a sigh. "Come on, telling me your name won't hurt anyone." He stays silent for a bit, until he mumbles. "It's Ted." "Nice to meet yo-" I begin, but was cut off by another guard to walked in. "What the hell are you still doing in here?" He yells at Ted. "He is waiting for us!" He yells again and Ted quickly follows him out. 

"Game on Ted." I mumble to myself before getting ready for bed.