Kris's POV
I wake up in a room I had never seen before, there were computer things everywhere they were beeping. It was so annoying, it maid my head hurt.
In the room there were like 8 people in the room that I had never seen before. But one stood out in particular. He was tall, and really hot, he had brown hair, emerald green eyes, and light freckles that danced around his nose and cheeks. He was sitting by my bed looking worried as hell.
I tried to sit up but felt a sharp, excruciating pain in my lower back. I let out a small yelp and laid back down. All the eyes in the room snapped towards me. In two seconds flat everyone was around me asking if I was okay, if I needed anything, if they should call a nurse.
I was scared shitless, I had never seen these people before in my life(I had never seen anyone really) and they were asking me if I was okay. I guess the brown haired boy saw the destress on my face cause he stared at everyone and they all went quiet
He looked at me and smiled, like an adoring smile. I felt my face go red as I hid it behind my hands. "Hey, sorry about that we saw that you were in pain so we wanted to help.... My name's Logan and this is my dad, my step-dad, my sister, my step sister, and some of my friends. We were the ones who found you in the ditch." He said in a soothing voice.
I tried to speak but it hurt so bad to so it came out like a cough. Bro- Logan's face immediately switched into concern as he grabbed my hand. I felt a really weird, warm tingling sensation in the hand he grabbed and I felt my face go even redder.
I signaled over to a pen and paper, I hope my handwriting isn't that bad. After not writing for like 3 years I'm not expecting anything great. Logan let go of my hand and grabbed the pen and paper and set it down on my lap. I wrote a message in my shitty handwriting,
My name is Kris, I'm 17 I think and I was shot by my kidnapper. His name was Scott and he kidnapped me and my friend, Taneya when we were 14. I do not know why my throat hurts, but thanks for saving me. I think he was trying to kill us.
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Trapped
Teen FictionKris, a 17 year old was kidnapped at the age of 14 walking home from a Walmart with her best friend Taneya. One night Sam (there kidnapper: 38) beat them and shot them, and left them in a ditch. Logan and his friends stumble across their beaten up b...