Kidnapped By My Best Friend

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MORGAN'S POINT OF VIEW:

There I was, right in front of my mother's house, the house I'd grown up in. I decided to tell her before telling my dad, I feel like she'd be more understanding. Although she was an addict, she was fairly understanding and she still was my mother. My father on the other hand, would call me every name in the book and tell me to leave. I really just need to let them know that I didn't run off to be a porn star. I took a deep breath and knocked gently on the door. I quickly fixed my hair, then looked at the ground as I waited for her to open the door.

When she opened the door I almost died. I missed my mother so much, but she looked different. She looked worse than she did when I left. I guess since I was gone she had more time to smoke. And knowing my mom, she probably sold all of my belongings. I slightly smiled then embraced her for a hug.

"Hi Mom." I whispered into her ear.

Gosh, I missed her. I loved everything about my mom, not what she did, but her personality. She kept me sane at times, and she was more understanding than my father would ever be. I loved my mom regardless of her flaws.

"M-morgan?" She asked in a raspy tone.

Her once light voice, was now raspy and dry. I nodded and let her go. I wanted to look at her.

"How have you been, Mom?"

She frowned then looked at me, "I've been alright."

"You sure?" I asked, she sounded so uncertain, I knew she wasn't telling the truth.

"Well, since you want me to be honest. I've been miserable. Your father stops by once a week to tell me how my habit is the reason you're some pornstar."

"Oh no, Mom that has nothing to do with you!" I semiscreamed, I really didn't want her to blame herself for this. It was all my fault, I shouldn't have trusted a stranger online.

"Well, why'd you do it Morgan? I know I have my flaws, but I'd never, ever, ever exploit my body for profit. That's ludicrous." she said.

I couldn't believe her, she is being judgemental. She didn't even let me explain my story. I guess her and my father did have something in common. I sighed and looked up at her.

"I didn't choose this lifestyle Mom!" I yelled.

She chuckled, then looked at me. "So, you're telling me, it chose you?" She said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes. It was clear that she wasn't going to listen to me. And I thought she'd be understanding. I guess I thought wrong. I sighed and walked towards my limosine.

"Don't come back, you whore!" She yelled before she slammed the door.

I covered my face as I quickly got into the limo.

"Can you take me to 65045 E Lincoln Way Avenue, sir?" I quietly asked in between sobs.

He nodded and drove in direction to my father's house.

*

I arrived in front of my Dad's house, and It seemed like he was waiting for me. He was sitting on the porch, drinking a beer. This was weird because my Dad hardly ever drank, he didn't like doing anything he could get addicted to, especially since he seen what happened to my mom. I walked up the steps and sat in the chair next to him.

"Dad?"

"What happened to you Morgan? Just yesterday, your mother and I were changing your diapers, but now everywhere I go, I see your derriere. On Billboards, magazines, sports bars, the whole nine yards. What happened to you, sweetheart? I had so much planned for you. You were going to be my little stock broker on wall street. What happened Morgan?" He said in between sobs.

I couldn't believe I was making my dad cry. I never meant for this to happen. Shit, I didn't even mean to be come a pornstar.. It was forced onto me, but no one will ever believe me.

"Well Dad, after you divorced Mom, I changed. I craved something, I craved love. I felt like you guys put me on the backburner."

"So, I went online and talked with a few people, and I ended up meeting a guy that I really clicked with. Years passed and we were talking on the phone, and whatnot. He gave me something that you guys no longer gave me. It was love." I continued.

"I mean, I had no one. Mom had meth, and you had your job. But this guy started getting too attached, at first I shrugged it off because I thought it was normal.. Then he kidnapped me after Jessi's big birthday bash... And long story short, after prostituting me, he and my other master, filmed us and uploaded it online.. And now I'm this big icon, I guess. A icon for perverts." I chuckled.

He sat there continuing to cry. He got up and hugged me.

"I missed you Morgan."

"I missed you too, Dad." I said.

He was taking this easier than I expected. He ended the hug and looked up at me.

"You know I love you right?" He asked.

I nodded, not knowing where this was going.

"But, I can't be associated with you." He said after he wiped his face. I guess I spoke too soon.

I stood there in disbelief. I couldn't believe this, I backed away from him, and made my way down the porch steps.

"I'm sorry Morgan. You ruined the little reputation I restored in the town, after word got out about your addict of a Mother."

I let the tears that were building up in my eyelids fall. I couldn't do this. No one accepted me. I just poured my heart out to my father, and he tells me that his image is more important than me. I frowned and ran back to my limo. I sat there for a few minutes, just recollecting my thoughts. I wiped my tears and looked up at the driver.

"Airport please, I'm not welcomed here." I said as I looked out the window at my father.

*

JACOB'S POINT OF VIEW:

I just got off the plane and landed in Vermont. I couldn't believe that bitch left my sight. I grabbed my overnight bag and made my way through the airport. I was still injured from when that bitch of a guy attacked me. My nose was broken and I also had a broken arm. While I was walking through the terminals I saw a woman resembling Morgan, with a crowd surrounding her. I smirked and made my way over to her. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she immediately pushed me off. She had tears in her eyes, and her cheeks were extremely red. Something happened, and I think I know exactly what happened.

"You miss me babe?" I asked her, she quickly frowned and called for security. I quickly removed my hands from off of her, and chuckled.

"What's wrong princess, your family didn't want you back?" I said under my breath, but I'm sure she heard me because she slapped me so damn hard.

"You bitch." I mumbled.

"No, you're the bitch. You're the reason my family hates me." She screamed.

Now a crowd was around us, it was like a part two of what happened outside of that dumb ass guy's condo, but this time I wasn't gonna hit her. I learned to do that in privacy. I chuckled and sighed. I had a plan, I was going to get her back. I looked down at the ground then back at her.

"I'm sorry Morgan, I really am." I said, trying my best to sound sincere. I was lying. I wasn't sorry, I was just going to show her that I am the only one who really loves her.

"Whatever Jacob. Just leave me alone." She pleaded.

I sighed then looked back at her, "Let me make it up to you." I begged.

I wasn't a begging guy, but I'd beg just to prove my point and get her back into my possesion.

"How can you make up my entire life Jacob?" She asked with teary eyes.

"Let me show you." I said looking into her eyes. She sighed and looked around.

"Fine." She mumbled.

I tried my hardest not to chuckle, I swear I did. It was just so hard, I wanted to do my happy dance because I was going to play her, once again. Gosh, I deserve an award.