Tell Me Your Story

3| 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝

"Man, we're finally finished with that AST courses!" Eli gloriously expressed what every Senior felt as we faded away from the schools building.

"No lies dude." I sighed in relief. "I legit thought those courses would never end."

Now, I just need to focus on my actual subjects, pass the exams then eventually, I'll become an official graduate!

I just can't wait to get this long, stressful year, over and done with.

"Hey Han?" Jane's voice shook me, throwing me out of my thoughts once more

"Yeah?"

Tilting my head now and then towards her direction, "What up?"

"Dude, are you okay?"

There's that question again..

"You've been oddly quiet nowadays and come on, you never shut the fuck up so it's kind of weird seeing you like this." Eli continued Jane's supposedly next sentences whilst both paused, staring at me like they wanted an answer.

Not a lie.. An answer.

"Guys, relax. I'm just tired." I lied in a joking tone. "You need not worry about me so much, like I know I am beyond awesome but keep your chillies in the pot for now. I'm perfectly alright."

"Are yo-

"Hundred percent sure, promise." I replied instantly, slowly changing paths.

Literally total opposites.

"Where are you going?" Jane yelled as our gap kept increasing.

Facing her as I now walked backwards. "I told dad I'll be heading to Aunt Miranda's after school. Just need to collect something I left behind so, see y'all tomorrow then."

"We don't mind tagg-

"Jane it's okay. I've got this." Again, I jumped in between her sentence, now walking like a normal person should be.

"Bye!"

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A few minutes of walking, embracing the calm and quietness of the neighbourhood, an elastic but hearable whimper caught my attention, causing my chicken legs to drop.

Where did that sound come from?

Seconds later, not hearing anything but the trees swaying across the street, my feet moved once again but paused upon hearing the exact same whimper.

I know in every horror film, there's always that stupid dude who'd follow the purposely set trap and I know I might be that dumb dude but I'd be feeling exceedingly guilty if I had to ignore whatever was creating those sounds.

God why am I so kind!

As my body moved towards the sound, my self conscious tried pulling back every step, my heart was beating faster than ever before and my feet just kept trembling by every step taken.

"Hello?" I uttered the most famous line. "Hello.. anyone there? Hello? Anyone?" My voice reverberated through the calmed path when the sounds became louder and louder.

From the distance I was at, for some reason the red, graffitied dumpster seemed like the most obvious place to hide someone in.

Following my gut, I walked towards the container, immediately shrieking after opening it, "Woah! Are you okay?!" My bag just dropped by the way I startled.

The girl's image slowly beginning to load.

'Valerie Lopez?' I gasped upon remembering.

Not only was she the former queen bitch of the school, but Noah's ex as well.

Everyone thought she was dead. Myself included, so what in the hell is she doing in here?

"Dude, you okay?" My voice stumbled upon seeing her condition.

I was so astounded, I forgot I asked one of the most stupidest questions!

Her clothes looked like they were ripped apart, forcefully I could say, her breathing was quite rapid, heavy blood kept running down my hands.. Basically, she looked like she was fucked up. Real, real bad.

"Dude! Dude! Come'on. You've gotta keep up with me." My words struggled to make out upon seeing her.

She looked too disgusting to be realistic.

It's like those dead, damaged bodies you'd only see when they kill that stupid dude who fell into the obvious trap, in a heartbeat.

I've always wished to see a dead body though, since it looked so cool on television. But if this is what it looks like then damn, I take back my wish.

"H-h-h-h-h-h"

Valerie persistently kept on repeating the first letter of my name, which was beginning to irritate me so without listening to another word, I threw her right arm over my neck, trying to toss her whole body out of that filthy container.

"H-h-h-h-h-hannah.. " She finally got my name after a few h-h-h's. Tries if you could say.

"Yeah, don't worry Valerie. Let's get you out of this creepy alley. I'll dial the ambulance after, k." I smiled, unable to deal with her tears. She looked so traumatized, my word.

"H-h-h-h-hannah, ou-ou-out!" In less than a second, her bolted tone highly increased, raising my awareness further.

As soon as I opened the dumpster, I immediately felt another presence nearby which definitely freaked me out. The Valerie part disgusted me.

Difference.

Literally my first option was to run like the wind and forget about EVERYTHING I saw, but then I gave it a second thought.

As much as I'd love to kill her myself, was I really going to be that heartless to leave her behind?

Man I hate it when guilt kicks in!

"H-h-h-h-h-hannah!" Valerie's scream brought me back to the present when some wooden object was hit against the the back of my head.

Valerie's cries and a gun shot was the last thing I heard before my body got thrown in some moving vehicle.

Have I been kidnapped?

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