When I woke up, I thought i was at home. I couldn't remember what had happened. But then I saw him, Scarface, or his real name, James.
"W-where am I?" I asked, shaking where I laid.
"You're with me. You're safe. I promise."
I was cold and shaking. I didn't know where I was. I take it the police hadn't gotten there on time.
"Where am I?" I said this time, with a sharp tone in my voice.
He raised his gun and yelled, "You're okay. Now shut up and stop asling questions."
He grabbed a needle of some sort and stabbed me with it. I could slowly feel myself falling asleep.
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*Andrew's POV*
I tried calling Lauren 8 times, and it always went to voicemail. Something was definately wrong. Something happened to her, but I couldn't just get up and leave. If I could, I would, But I can't.
I sat in my living room and watched televison. I was still worried about Lauren. I'm sure she was just out with Kelly, and left her cell. But why would she leave her cell phone at home? That wasn't like her at all. If she doens't answer, I'm going to try every other social media I could. Next, I tried facebook, instagram, twitter, tumblr, snapchat, everything, but she still didn't answer.
I was really starting to worry.
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* Lauren's POV*
It was late at night, about 1 a.m. James had gone to sleep, in the next room. I was at his house, and he was holding me hostage. Who knows what he will, or already did, do to me. I was strapped to a chair, but the rope was thin, and easy to get out of. I quietly crept across the creaky floor boards. When I got to the door, I quietly closed it and ran for the hills. I still didn't know where I was. I knocked on the house next door, and an old lady opened the door.
"Hello, who are you?"
"Hello, I'm Lauren. I was kidnapped by your neighbor, all I ask is to use your phone, and, where am I?"
"Oh dear, you look so cold, please come in, I'll make a cup of tea, and yes, you may use the phone."
"Thank you very much." I said as I walked in the front door with the old woman.
She made me a cup of tea and I dialed 911.
"911, what's your emergency?"
"Hi, I called about 5 hours ago, about a break in, my name is Lauren. The police never showed in time and I was kidnapped. I was able to escape, and I need you to arrest my, kidnapper. His name is James, James Nathan. He lives at 556 Chestnut Lane. I am at his neighbors house right now, please, have the authorities come in time, this time."
"Police are only a few minutes away."
"That's what you said last time, and they never came."
"Well, I am sorry m'am, they are on their way now, there is nothing else I can do."
I hung up as the woman handed me a cup of tea.
"Thank you very much, I'm so sorry for waking you up."
"It's quite alright dear, I'm sorry this happened to you. The police are on their way, right?"
"Yes, in a few minutes."
I sat there and sure enough, the police came. They arrested James and he would be in prison for 10 years for kidnapping. They took me home and I called Andrew back.
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My Diary About My Lover (An Andrew J West Lovestory)
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