Escape

Chapter 8

Emma's POV

It was a cold morning, 35 degrees to be exact. I had just walked out the door from the police station, separating ways with Nakia and headed on home.

I waved goodbye to Nakia and jumped into the drivers seat in my car. I recently cleaned the inside of it because of how trashed Janice had left it when she left her over night bag on the floor and never picked it up.

I put the car into drive and started driving down the road. I turned on the radio and listened to whatever came on.

I started humming the tune of the song that was on.

"You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You've got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt
And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
We never go out of style, we never g...... This just in, an important message from the police station."

I paused for a moment, turned the radio up higher and tried to focus on the road the best I could.

"4 girls went missing unexpectedly on January 1st 2015. If anyone is able to find the 4 girls with the names Katie, Janice, Hayley and Katie, please contact the police station right away."

As soon as I heard their names and the word missing, the lump in my throat had gotten bigger making it hard to talk and much easier to cry.

"If you have any questions or are concerned with this case, come to the police station. Thank you for listening."

As soon the message from the police station was over, I was in my driveway, starring directly at the garage door. I have no idea what I'm going to do with myself now since my friends are officially missing. The whole world knew about it but none of them are going to work as hard as I am to try to find my best friends.

I shook my head and grabbed my mini purse from the passenger seat, got out of car, slamming the car door shut. I began to walk to the front door, as I opened it I find my parents making out on the couch.

I took my coat off and threw it on the floor and ran straight upstairs. I wanted to talk to someone about all of this that doesn't know anything about it. So I decided to text my boyfriend about it since I was left with no other options then family and I did not want to do that.

Me: Hey can I talk to you about something?

Ricky♡♡: If it's about your friends gone missing...

Me: Uh how do you know about that?

Ricky♡♡: It was on the radio like a couple minutes ago?

Me: Oh yeah..

Ricky♡♡: That really sucks I'm so sorry.

Me: Yeah I know if fucking sucks, if anything, you're my boyfriend and you should be supporting me and helping me through this.

Ricky♡♡: Calm down, sorry alright?

Me: Yeah whatever.

Dicky: Don't say that.

Me: I changed your name to Dicky(:

Dicky: What the hell did I do to you that made you change my name to dicky

Dicky: Let me guess... I was being a dick.

Me: Yeah(: A dick with no flavor.

Dicky: Bye.

I rolled my eyes and set my phone down next to me on my bed. I laid my body down on the bed, starring straight up at my ceiling. I felt my eyes getting heavy and soon enough I drifted off into a sleep.

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2 Hours Later

I sat straight up as soon as I heard footsteps in my room. My eyes widened as I saw Ricky entering my bedroom. I sighed in relief hoping it wasn't some stranger. I smiled at him and yawned.

"What are you doing here?" I asked sleepily.

"I'm here to get you." He said looking directly at me. I was kind of freaked out by that.

"Uh okay." I said confused, my eyes met his hands. He was holding some type of sack in his hand. He walked closer to me which made my arms shiver.

"Ricky what's in your hand..?" I asked calmly, I was now starring at him. His brown eyes met mine.

"It's a sack, that I'm about to put you in." He said smirking and walking towards me.

W... Why would you ever want to... to do that? I asked struggling to speak. My eyes felt filled, I didn't want to cry, I can't, I need to be strong about this.

He shrugged "It's just the bosses orders sweetheart."

He ran over to me and threw me into the sack, I screamed as loud as I could, hoping someone would hear. But of course nobody did.