On The Low Again

Chapter 4

Jeremy POV

I looked at him for a second, and thought about what he said. I don't care what he did to me, because at the end of the day he's my dad, and I'm gonna need his help. I let go of my grip and walked out. I don't need to worry about him for awhile. I took out my phone and noticed I had a text. As soon as I read the message, I headed full speed out the door and towards my house. This can't be happening.

I read the text again to make sure I wasn't just seeing things.

Text message :

If you want your little friend back, you better bring your ass back to your house !

Who in the world could this be ? Who ever it is , is about to face there worst nightmare. I pulled up to my house and I could see nothing but a dark house. I got out my car and went up to the porch. There was no one in sight. I opened the door to the house and walked in. It was late so my mom was probably at work now. I walked around the house and couldn't find Marcel anywhere.

"Where could he be ?" , I thought.

I was about to head back upstairs until I heard a scream from the back. I ran to the kitchen and out the back door. I looked around and then I saw Marcel tied up against a tree. I ran up to him, and untied him. He embraced me into a hug and started crying.

"Jeremy, I'm so glad you're here." , he said crying into my shirt.

"Marcel, what happened?" , I said lifting his head up.

"I don't know. The last thing I remember was going to your house, and seeing you scream at some girl.

I had his on the side to stay away but then I felt to large hands cover my mouth with a rag and I passed out. I wake up and I'm tied to the tree."

"Did you get to see a glance at who did this?"

"Not at all."

I sat there thinking who could of done this. It had to be someone I know but who. I snapped out to my thoughts when Marcel started screaming my name.

"What?"

"Who was that girl you were yelling at it?"

"Um.. She's some girl I use to know. I tell you about that later. It's getting late so I'll take you home."

He gave me a sigh and nodded. We got and headed to my car. I drove him and gave him a kiss before he left. I drove back home and started thinking about who did that to Marcel and who sent me that text. When I got in the house, I threw my keys on my the kitchen counter and went upstairs to my bed. I thought about all that's happened to me today. It just didn't sit with me. I it my headphones in my ears and drifted off to sleep.