jordans POV
"what?" i ask through the speaker trying to make sure i heard him right
"sams been taken hostage" he repeats
"ok how?" i try to stay calm but its kind of hard when one of your best friends has gone missing in action and you're in the other side of the planet
"we were all scouting an area and somehow him and jonsie got split up..." he exlplains
"how long?" i ask running a hand through my hair kind of scared about the answer
sebatian doesnt respond at first
"sebatian how long?!" i ask more urgerntly
"...two days"
"why didnt you tell me sooner?" i'm almost yelling by now
"jordan theres nothing can do about it. you're in california right now and we are doing everything we can here to get him back"
i shake my head "then i need to come back then"
"no, no jordan you stay there... you're safest there and theres not much you can do... please stay there"
i got this odd feeling that he was leaving something very important out. like he wasn't telling me something
"what else sebatian?"
"what do you mean?"
"i know that theres something else bothering you now what it is"
"no theres nothing"
"thats bullshit! you really suck at lying now what is it" i'm really upset now
i try and refrain myself from yelling because i dont want to cause a scene even though the loud music is drowning out most of my conversation
"jordan..." he starts
"please just tell me" i ask in a more pleading tone. it was hard enough that i wasn't there right now but now i know that they're keeping things from me. i was fine. they needed to stop treating me like a fucking wounded animal or something.
"...the captors made a deal..."
"they want money?" i ask
"no no they dont want money"
"then what do they want?"
"they told us that in order to release him they want one thing..."
"and whats that?" i was getting annoyed, i just wanted him to get to the point already
"...jordan... its you" he pauses for a moment and i'm slightly confused. what does he mean its me? "they want to trade... you for him. they'll let him go if you turn yourself in for an exchange"
"oh" is all i can manage to get out
i heard some muffled noises "jordan i have to go... and i know what you're thinking just please stay there though" he says and hear the phone call ending
i could do it. i could fucking save sam. i need to save him. he didnt deserve this. it was my fault he was probably being hurt right now. i needed to help him. i just did. by now it was just my adrenaline rushing. my body moved before i could think. i get up and grab my coat.
"jeffery" i walk up to him and he looks up from his clipboard "i'm sorry i don't feel very good and i think i'm going to have to go back to the house... could you tell harry when hes done?"
he smiles a bit and nods his head "sure jordan... hope you feel better"
i smile back and make sure i have everything and then call a someone to take me back to the house.
