Captured

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Aimee

Chewing down harshly upon my lower lip, I grasped the mug of hot chocolate tightly in my hands, trying to choke back another flow of harsh tears from leaking down my face. I don't think anyone could really blame me because I had just driven over to the Martin household and had confirmed from Chloe's mom that she is indeed missing and the Amber Alert is not just a silly mistake.

If I thought my control for tears wasn't heavily driven, I should've seen the looks present on the faces of Chloe's family. Her mom was looking at me as she was talking about Chloe and what Chloe has mentioned that morning about her future plans with Ben after school. Chloe's father had his head in his hands and was breathing rather heavily, while both of her brothers had red rimmed eyes and looked like they wanted nothing else but to go hunt down her kidnapper and get him or her six feet under.

"Did anything seem weird or fishy to you before you left school today?" Chloe's older brother Greyson interrupted his mother, when she let a small pause occur. Greyson looked strikingly similar to his sister. He had the same long brunette hair and green eyes. I guess the only difference really was the shape of their noses and Greyson's hair was a bit shorter. To be honest, I totally would've dated him if he wasn't off limits for the fact of him being my best friend's brother.

"Not at all." I let a frown form along my lips and gripped the handle on the hot chocolate even harder. I didn't care that it was burning my fingers through the mug. Maybe I deserved that pain for not realizing that Chloe was going to be put in grave danger not even a handful of hours after I'd last seen her. As long as I was going through more pain then she I'd be fine with taking some burns. "In fact she seemed really happy. I think she mentioned something about asking Ben to come to her basketball tournament with her."

I glanced up at Greyson as I talked before shrugging my shoulders. "Ben seemed normal too today. Course him and his best friends seemed really gathered during lunch today. They were having some intense discussion and instead of going over there Chloe stayed at a different table with me and our other girlfriends." That was the only slightly odd thing that I could think of. Everything else just seemed like what happens every other day at school.

"Did she bring it up afterwards at all?" Her other brother who was a couple years younger than us, Dallas questioned. Now he looked nothing like his sister and brother. He was pretty cute too but he has curly blonde hair and brown eyes. His dad has the blonde hair so that's where that came from, but I don't know where he got the curls from since neither of his parents have them. I guess sometimes they just occur.

"Mm nope." I shook my head after a moment once I considered everything that happened in the classes after lunch today. "Honestly she didn't seem to care. Just excited for their Starbucks date. She's always been that excited to hang with Ben though." I shrugged my shoulders and set the mug down, my hands feeling more pain then they did before and them turning a slight shade of red from the heat.

Chloe's family all nodded and so did I as we fell into a deep silence, considering all of the possibilities of where she could possibly have been taken.

Chloe

I clawed my hands along the seat I was tied and bound down to, trying to hopelessly find some release within my restraints. It was almost impossible to see, since someone, whom I didn't see their face, wrapped a dark blue bandana around my eyes and shoved me forcefully into the back passenger seat of a car.

Whoever my captor is didn't exactly seem like he completely knew what he was doing because he didn't start the car up for nearly five minutes. The entire time all I could really hear was rummaging and pulling and even more screams, that could've been coming from me, but I wasn't completely aware of anything so I wasn't entirely certain. Plus wouldn't he have used something to knock me out while he drove me away? I don't know. He seems pretty amateurish to me.