The mistaken

Where is John

"Mom...?" I asked slowly and quietly. I continued.. "who's this?" Trying not to make things awkward. She gave me a puzzled look, that was hard to read, I dont think she knew either. We looked at eachother than back at the man. He had a nice black shirt on, nothing fancy, just short sleeves and blue ripped jeans. His hair was brown and so were his eyes, he looked young. When he came in, he introduced himself, shaking our hands with a polite smile on his face. He told us something that was very heartbreaking hear. Turns out there was a man going around about 30-60 minutes ago who picked up a guy around my age, that has just gone missing. He showed me the picture of John and I bursed into tears. "Who the fuck took him?!" I couldnt help but scream and cry into my mothers shoulder. She rubbed my back until i calmed down a little bit. The officer soon asked me a series of questions and then asked if I could try to get ahold of him before the man takes his phone away if he hasnt areadly. I handed the officer ny phone and thank God John answered. I wiped my tears from my eyes and then took the phone out of the officers hands as fast as I could. "I love you so much baby" I said he replied with the usual "I love you more babe." he had a trembling scrachy voice at the moment. I asked him if hes alright and then the officer took it from there. Soon enough we were on our way to go find my baby! John said they had stopped somewhere that sounded like a gas station, he wasnt positive because he was in a trunk but we did the best we could. We figured that he would be at a gas station about 20 miles one way, but we didnt know which way to go. I said a quick prayer hoping it would work, but not being sure since I was still in shock;And we were off.

We were in the car for what felt like an hour because I missed John so much areadly. But soon we pulled up to a gas station that had an old rusty car parked on the side of the building, we drove torwds the car and called Johns phone to tell him that we think we found him, When a old sounding mad said "Who in the hell is this? , call this number and this kid wont be the only person dead." And hung up. My baby. My everything. "NOONE will touch him." I screamed as I burried my head into my arms.

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