Wisty has been Kidnapped
Byron's POV
I was at my best friend/crush Wisty Allgood's apartment waiting for her and her brother Whit to come home from a meeting because I wanted asked her to a dance in a few weeks that you had to wear a costume for it get into it, but it had been ten minutes and she was still not home. I knew something bad must have happened to her. I finally decided to call Whit and ask him about her. I had dialed his number and was waiting for him to answer his phone.
"Hey, Byron. Is Wisty home yet?" He said to me picking up my call at last.
"No, I thought the meeting was still going on right now, Whit." I tell him calmly and coolly, but I could feel something was wrong here now.
"The meeting is still going on, but I sent Wisty home 15 minutes ago because she was looking quite tired and she had told me that she keeps having nightmares all night without them stopping at all, Byron." He told me with worry in his voice clear.
"I am going to look for her because I think something bad has happened to her, Whit." I tell him calmly and quietly, but I was a wreck on the inside because she was missing from here right now.
"I have just got a message from Wisty. It reads: Please help me, Whit. I was walking home when someone pulled a bag over my head and tied my arms and feet together. I cannot get out of here, but I have you a map to find me." He read the message to me. I was mad at the people that took her. We finally agreed to meet at the diner down the street and plan our rescue of her. We took a table in the back and told no one to bother us.
"This is my plan, Byron. Once there I will create a scene while you sneak around the back and into the basement to find Wisty, okay." He tells me and I shake my head yes to his plan. We leave the diner through the backdoor and walk to the building where Wisty was being held in. Whit started his scene as promised and I sneaked around to the back and into the basement.
"Are you in here, Wisty?" I asked to the room quietly and calmly because I needed to find her quickly and get out of here. I was just about to give up when I heard her voice in a corner of the room.
"I am over here, Byron. Is Whit with you?" She told me very softly. I had located her in the corner and went over her.
"He is the one making the scene that you hear outside, Wisty." I told her softly and calmly. I had just untied her hands and feet and looked at her noticing that she did not have any clothes on her body. "What happen to you, Wisty?" I asked her softly and sweetly so I did not upset her any more than she was already upset about it.
"First, I was kidnapped on my way home from the meeting by two guys. Then, I was brought here and tossed roughly in this basement. Last but not least, they came down here, ripped my clothes off me and raped me, Byron." She told me with her voice shaking in fear of them coming back for more again.
"We are getting you out of here, Wisty." I tell her calmly after finding a sheet to wrap around her body for the time being. I lead her upstairs and around to the front where Whit was still causing his scene. I had let him know that I had found Wisty and got her, but she had fainted right he came over to us.
