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Kidnapped (5)

hi ya'll, hope yo havin a gud day. sorry i haven't posted in a while, school has been crazzzzyyy! enjoy dis story and I'll be posting way more on the weekend cause it's da holidayzzzzzz **whoop whoopppp**. soooooo uh enjoy :3

All is black. I here the voices of two men in the front of the truck. I quickly rummage through my pockets for my phone.... it's here, on 64%. I text Jimmy
"I'm in the back of a truck!"
"Where the frigg are you! I haven't seen you at the party for an hour now!!"
"Some dudes grabbed and-"
I'm cut of by the sound of the truck pulling in a stop. I quickly click send and tuck my phone into my jean jacket pocket and zip it up. I lay down and close my eye, pretending that I'm sleeping. One of the men pick me up and try putting me in a gym bag. It was so difficult not the laugh but the determination to be back home with Jimmy was stronger. The man clearly didn't know I couldn't fit. He carried me into a building, hearing a loud thud behind us. I managed to hit the record button on my phone, then slid it back into my pocket with minimal movement. I was placed in a large crate and a lock was fitted. I then heard the whispers of the men as they left the building. I grab out my phone once again and text Jimmy.
"Jimmy?"
"I've called the police already, I'm going to find you."
"I'm scared"
"It's okay, I am too. Did they do anything to you?"
I could feel the feel Jimmy nervousness through the text
"No."
"Where are you right now?"
"In a crate"
"Don't worry, if they come back either act dead or kick them. Kick em HARD. kay?"
"Kay"
I place down my phone and turn down the brightness, making sure my phone doesn't die like in those movies. I look out a small hole in one of the sides of the crate. I see other crates. "Hello?" I whisper. My voice echoes among the other crates. Empty. I lay my head down on the hard wooden flooring and sleep

Skip like half and hour or so of sleeping...

Bang, Bang, Bang! The door falls to the ground. " [YNH]!! WHERE ARE YOU!!". It was Jimmy's voice. I yell back, "HELLO??". I hear loud footsteps approach the crate, I start moving my crate, trying to indicate to Jimmy that I was here. He tosses the lid of the crate onto the ground and scoops me up into his warm, loving arms. I bury my head deep into his chest, trying to cover the tears pouring out of my eyes. He was crying too, I felt his warm tears fall onto my long hair. We stood there for awhile, when he started to walk outside to the Lamborghini. He gently placed me into the passengers seat and walked to the other side. It was an awkward ride back home as Jimmy didn't speak a word. His face was filled with both anger and relief. I stared at the road the whole time, knowing that I could've never seen his very road again if things turned out differently. I look at every tree, car, sign, building and house suddenly appreciating it all. We reach home and the party is still going. He opens my door and says "Don't tell anyone about this okay?" I nod my head in response, he sighs and smiles. We both walk back in and Chandler says "Where were you guys". I think of a good excuse "MacDonalds Run" I pat my belly and act to be full, Jimmy does the same. He laughs and returns to the game of pool he was playing. "Good one." Jimmy says, he was clearly impressed with my improvisation skills. We enjoy the rest of our night and I fall asleep on the couch.

Next morning: 4:38am

I wake up to pitch black. Everything was quite. I take out my phone and scroll through the local news, hoping for any answers to my unsuccessful kidnapping. Nothing, just some stuff about the increase of cows. I hear Jimmy on the phone, it's so quite that I can hear word for word...

so, how was dat? haven't written in ages soooo ye. hope it was bud enough for ya. enjoy your day. bush bye now...