The Little Lies I Love (Completed)

Chapter 18: Why Did You Have To Bring Tacos Into This??? Part 2

                       Adams POV
      We make our way out of  Taco Bell, Sam still has a half a taco in his hand. Just as we reached the car Sam yells, "Hey! That's my taco! Not cool man!"

     I look over to see two men. One holding Chelsea, and the other standing in front of her, making sure no one can get to her.

      Oh no you don't.

     "And that's my girl! What in the name of Taco Bell do you think you're doing?!" I say, giving my evilest glare. And trust me- my glare is pretty evil.

     Chelsea is screaming for help and all I can focus on is the knife being held against her throat.

     "Here's what you're gonna do," The guy standing in front of Chelsea says, "You're gonna come with us, and you're gonna cooperate, or we're gonna have a problem."

      "No." Iris says, stomping her foot like a toddler.

     "Boys!" The guy holding Chelsea yells.

     Four more men come from around the corner of Taco Bell and basically tackle me, Sam, Addy and Iris.

     "Hey! What part of 'no' do you not understand!" Iris protests.

     I fight back against the man holding me down, "Let me go! Chelsea! Stay strong baby! Hang in there!" I'm trying my best to comfort her but my voice is shaky from fear so I'm pretty sure I'm not doing a very good job.

     I kick my leg back and aim right in the mans no-no square. He lets out a groan of pain from the contact but quickly recovers so I'm not able to get to Chelsea in time.

     And before I know it, I'm knocked out cold.

                         ~~~~~
     I wake up in the most uncomfortable position, and in the most uncomfortable chair. I panic before realizing what happened.

     Oh yeah, I got kidnapped.

     I try to look around the room before realizing I'm blindfolded.

     So that's why it's so dark.

     "Okay people. I don't know what you want but we could always negotiate something. I've got money. Okay, I don't have money, but Adam does and I'm sure he's more than willing to give up a few million if you let us go. And don't worry, we won't tell the cops on you or anything of you let us go. We'll just go on our merry way and continue living our lives like normal and act like non of this ever happened, Okay? Okay. So please, I'm begging you, PLEASE let us go!" Sam rants. He usually does this when he's nervous. It starts out with something related to the situation but soon turns into long debates about ramen noodles and peanut butter.

     "Oh! Have you ever tried mochi? It's really good. It's got ice cream in the center and it's really awesome. If you let us go I promise I'll buy you all the mochi they have in stock at Walmart! It's really good, I promise you'll love it. It's got powdered sugar coating the sticky outside layer so it won't stick to your hands. But you have to make sure you don't let the mochi thaw too much or the ice cream on the inside will melt. But, I prefer ice cream if it's frozen, not melted. I don't know about you but my favorite flavor of ice cream is peanut butter. I feel bad for people who have peanut allergies because they're missing out. If I had peanut allergies I would still eat peanut butter no matter what the consequences are. Speaking of consequences-"

      "STOP!" A man yells, cutting Sam off from his rant.

     I feel hands come over my face as they unravel my blindfold.

     I look around to see Addy, Sam and Iris sitting by me, creating a circle surrounding Chelsea. Chelsea sits in a chair similar to ours, with chains tight tightly around her neck, legs, and arms.

     Near us is a table of sharp objects sits.

     "If you don't shut your pie hole I'll use this equipment on you too."

     Wait a minute.

     "Your not using this equipment on us?" I ask, confused.

     Addy let's out a yawn, stirring from her sleep.

     "Guys! I had the best dream! Channing Tatum asked me out and then I became the first female preside- AHHH!" She lets out a surprised squeal as she realizes where we are. Shock films her features before realization kicks in.

     "Oh that's right... WE WERE FREAKING KIDNAPPED."

     Someone clears their throat and I turn to see a very muscular man covered from head to toe in tattoos make his way over to a still unconscious Chelsea.

     "As I was saying, this equipment is t for any of you," He motions his hands around the circle of chairs consisting of me, Sam, Addy, and Iris, "This equipment is for my sweet angel." He holds a menacing smirk as he says the nickname, letting out a low laugh.

     I try with all my might to get out of my stupid chair but the chains hold me back.

    "STOP! You can't torture her!" I scream, "Do me instead!" A tear slowly travels down my cheek.

      He will not hurt my baby.

     I know I haven't known Chelsea for very long be she has become the most important thing to me in my life. She's so funny and blonde. She's so beautiful. I feel myself getting lost into her eyes every time I look at her and it takes everything I have to make myself look away. She's amazing.

     "I will be torturing her, you're correct," he chuckles lowly before continuing, "But you're going to be tortured even worse when you realize you have a front row seat to the show."

A/N: Wooooooooooh! Finally a long chapter!!! The books kind of nearing an end! (I think)

We're probably like 2/3 the way through!

Until next time, My Sooxy Taters.