I'm Just Me

Chapter 13

The two voices were both of Scott's friends that I saw in drama class.

I could be wrong but I don't talk to them that much so it's strange how I would think it was them.

I'm confused

"Stop!" I yell with hardly any sound coming out.

They continue to laugh.

One held on to my arm tightly and one was almost hugging me just so I won't try to run away.

I kept walking not knowing what could come ahead. I didn't know if I was going to die or if nothing would happen at all.

I feel silly to think this way because this doesn't happen to the average person.

It feels like I'm in a movie...a scary one...and I am the victim of a murder.

Usually when they kidnap you, they have intentions of killing you so that you can't tell anyone who took you.

Or there could be an absolute miracle where the victim escapes before they are killed or so that they don't have to live with the kidnapper as they TORTURE YOU for the rest of your life.

I laugh randomly but quickly stopped. That's something that isn't funny, at all.

I might be a victim.

Then I laugh again.

"What are you gonna do to me, you're kids," I laugh loudly.

"Shut up!" one of them say in a deep voice to disguise his voice.

"I know who you guys are," I laugh again and I could hear them gasp,"You're Scott's friends."

They stop walking.

"What's wrong?" I say giggling.

There was a long silence with a little whispers in between.

Suddenly I felt two hands on my waist and a hand on each of my ankles.

They lifted me up and threw me in something that was very painful.

Then I heard running feet...so they must've ran away.

They didn't tie my wrists together luckily so I took the bag off my head and realized I was thrown into bushes.

At least they didn't kidnap me...

If you ever are getting kidnapped...laugh and intimidate them ha...and they'll throw you in some bushes. Painful but...you don't know what they'll do to you.

What was that about though?

I stood up and it was ridiculously dark that I could hardly see a thing and I didn't really know where I was.

My legs burned and I could feel blood trickling down them. It was the same on both of my arms.

im gonna have some ugly skin when the scars form...

There are only a couple cuts on my face luckily but what I really am worried about is what is this about.

Why did they try to kidnap me? Was it because of Scott? The tweet? Our relationship?

Our relationship is dead now tho..

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I walked a long way until I eventually found the street I live on.

I get to my house and cry.

I think about what just happened, the tweet, Scott, JAI.