I Crash You

38 - Kidnapped

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"I promise that you'll never find another like me-e-e, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh. I'm the only one of me. Baby, that's the fun of me," I heard a deep sunken voice sang.

"Eeh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh. You're the only one of you. Baby, that's the fun of you. And I promise that nobody's gonna love you like me-e-e," another man voice I couldn't recognize, trying to harmonize which kind of worked, but also not at the same time.

At last I decided to pry open my eyes. I was sat on the backseat of a sedan, a freaking moving one. The two men who were fanboying were actually quite muscly as if they were gangsters, perhaps they really were. One on the driver seat with chestnut brown hair and chubby features, the other one with blond mohawk and slimmer body. They wore different outfits from the people in the airport though. Also fyi, my hand was handcuffed to the head part of the front seat.

"Seriously, Taytay?" I mumbled underneath my breath. I didn't know how either, but they heard. They glanced at me simultaneously. "No, shit, look at the front. FUCKING FRONT!" My heart dropped as we all shrieked, terrified. We barely missed to crash a white car on our left. "Do you even have a driving license?" I snapped at him.

"Shut up, woman. The driver is on the right side." The chestnut guy snarled back.

"Oh. Where are we then?" I used my moet innocent girlish voice ever.

"In-You think we'll tell you?" They mocked laugh at me.

"Just, tell me the country. Please. I won't do anything. You tie me here and stuffs I can't do anything. I just want to know the time because I-I umm.. Hungry. Yeah, hungry. Is this dinner time or midnight or-"

"Shut up. I also don't know this country name."

"If you can't drive at least learn some geography," I hissed.

"The fuck did you say?" His face was getting red again.

"NOTHING. I SAID LOOKOUT, EYE ON ROAD!" I yelled for the second time, that hour. I phewed when we only almost hit a motorbike. There were lots here. Perhaps we were in Southeast Asia, judging by that and the right side driver. "Look, misters. I don't know if you guys don't want to live again but don't drag me along. So, are we in Asia?"

"Yes, I know that much." Chestnut announced proudly.

"Thanks, mister chubs." Great. So, maybe I wasn't that far from Singapore, the time difference would just be an hour or two. Hence my friends would probably still be in their flights, no signal either. I could wait and buy some more time before trying to do anything. As much as all I could've done was to pray.

"Don't fucking tell her, moron!" The mohawk snapped.

"You, don't bait me!" The chestnut chubs warned me for a sec through the rear-view mirror.

"Roger. ... So, will I meet your boss or something?"

"Stop asking. I need to concentrate on driving!"

"Sorry, I thought there were two persons in the front seat," I rolled my eyes.

"What? You won't gain anything from me, bitch." Mohawk responded

"Why, cause I'm kidnapped?"

"Yes."

"You know, why is this even called as kidnapped. I mean it doesn't has to be a kid, for instance right now. You guys kidnappers are also adults, why the fucking kidnap. Even aliens abduct, they don't kidnap. That's why humans are an absolutely fool creatures, right?"

"Do we have any spare cloth or something to fucking shut her mouth?"

"Someday I'll be living in a big old city, and all you're ever gonna be is mean." I meant, they loved Taytay right? "Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me, and all you're ever gonna be is mean. Why you gotta be so mean?" Chubs joined me.

"That's old," mohawk said.

"But it's a classic." I knew it, chubs was the better although he almost killed us all twice in a row, and got more taste.

"It was in fucking 2011."

"Yeah, but her country songs are perfect!"

"But that was when she dated Jake Gyllenhaal."

"I thought they already broken up. She was with the Owl-"

"So oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh. You need to calm down, you're being too loud. And I'm just like," I tried to divert their attentions. Not wanna crashed anything cause they were more focused on overpowering each other's knowledge and their opinions debate about their bae face to face. In other words, eyes off of the road, again.

"Ooh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-ohhhh," they automatically harmonized. "You need to just stop. Like can you just not step on my gown? You need to calm down."

Honestly, this was so weird and nuts.