Chapter 1
Since I have a lot of story ideas I think I'm gonna become one of those people who starts a bunch of stories and then updates each one as I get ideas. I know it's kinda annoying but all these story ideas will to waste if I don't start writing them.
Kim's POV
I was coming home from a party. My boyfriend had helped me sneak out to it. My boyfriend just so happened to be the mayor of Charlotte's son. His name is Garrett and he's really cute and sweet. He was walking me home and he said he had to be home soon so he left. It was only another block or two from my house so I let him go.
I was about a block from my house when I heard a scream coming from an ally. I peered down the ally the scream came from. I gasped at what I saw. There was a grown man surrounded by four teenage boys. Each hold a knife. The first boy took his knife and cut off one of the man's arms, the second cut off the other arm, the third cut off one of this legs, the fourth took off the other leg. After the torso had fallen to the ground the first boy cut off the man's head. It came rolling out of the ally. I squealed. It was the mayor. I squealed even louder, then instantly regretted it.
The boys came out of the ally. All four were fit and had large biceps. They surrounded me. I couldn't see their faces well, but I knew they looked evil.
"What are you doing out here this late beautiful? These streets are dangerous at night" one of the boys asked me. He seemed to be the leader.
"I might ask you the same question." I retorted.
"Oh. Girl's got fire. I like that" he said back,"get her boys"
The three other boys came after me. I tried to defend myself but they easily overpowered me. They lifted me over their heads. I did all I could think of doing. I cried for help.
"HELP! GARRETT! HELP ME!" I screamed.
"Get her in the car! Quickly!" The leader shouted.
They ran me over to a small Camry. I was still shouting for Garrett. They opened the trunk of the Camry and placed me inside. One of the boys handcuffed my hands behind my back, while another out a piece of duct tape over my mouth. The leader took one last look at me before closing the trunk.
A few hours later we stopped. The trunk opened and it was still dark outside. We were in the woods. They got me out and unlocked the handcuffs. Before taking the duct tape off the leader said, "if say anything to anyone we'll kill you. Understand?" I nodded. He ripped the tape off my mouth and told me to get in the backseat. He got in the drivers seat and I was smuched by two of the guys. We got back on the highway then got off at a rest stop. We all walked inside.
With the light I finally saw their faces. The leader, was tall, had shaggy brown hair, and chocolate eyes. He was a few inches taller then me. Another boy, looked Latino. He was about as tall as me, and had short black hair. He also had a few earrings. The third, had red hair. His legs were skinny but he had big biceps. He kinda looked like a nerd. And the fourth had darker skin, he was practically bald. He was as lean as the others. Then I realized they were all wearing tank tops, revealing their large biceps. They were actually quite hot...
When I snapped back to my sense the shaggy haired boy was leading me to the bathroom.
"If you've gotta go, go. We're not stopping again until Missouri." He told me. I walked into the bathroom. I relieved myself and walked out. The boys were waiting for me. They led me out of the rest stop and to the car. I was once again smushed in the back between the Latino and the nerd. We got off at the next exit and I was put back in the trunk. It was a small, right space, but at least it was my own.
We continued driving. We stopped every once and a while. Once in Missouri, twice in Kansas, once on the border of Colorado and Utah, once in Utah, three times in Nevada, and once in California. Not at any one of these stops did I get food and water. I was dehydrated and starving.
When we finally stopped for good we were at a house in the middle of the woods. I could see houses about a half mile in one direction but I knew I couldn't get to them. The shaggy haired boy got me out of the trunk and threw me over his shoulder. He held onto my buttocks. It was uncomfortable and just plain creepy. They unlocked the house and the boy carried me inside. He threw me down on the couch and they all surrounded me.
"Listen cupcake. There's no need to be scared. We won't kill you." The shaggy haired not said. "Now I'm Jack. That's Jerry" he said, pointing to the Latino,"Milton" he pointed to the nerd,"and Eddie" he pointed to the darker skinned boy. "Now" he said ripping the tape off my mouth. Damn it hurt,"who are you? What are you like?"
"First off, if you're not going to kill me, why did you rip me away from everything and everyone I know in love?"
"Because hot stuff, you saw something you were never meant to see. And plus, have you seen yourself?! You're drop dead gorgeous!" Jack told me. I was flattered by the compliment but I didn't take it personally.
"Now. Tell us about yourself." Jack demanded.
"Well, my name is Kim Crawford..."
"Wait wait wait. Kim? Really?" Jerry asked. I nodded at him.
"Jack. That simply won't do. Change her name." Jerry demanded.
"To what?" Jack asked.
"Bethany" Jerry, Milton, and Eddie said at the same time.
"Ok. I can live with that. But with a name like Bethany, she definetly needs a makeover" Jack said.
Bethany. They're changing my name to Bethany?! What's wrong with Kim?! And they were giving me a makeover! What's with that.
"So Bethany. Tell us more about yourself" Jack continued.
"I will not answer to that name" I told him.
"Yes. You will. Bethany." Jack said towering over me. I stood up too but he jut pushed me back onto the couch. Then the doorbell rang.
"Jack? Jerry? Milton? Eddie? Are you in there?! I need to talk to you!" A woman screamed.
"It's Mrs. Ferticle!" Jerry whispered.
"You guys get the door! I'll take care of Bethany" Jack said, slapping a piece of tape over my mouth. He drug me down the hallway and into a coat closet.
"Hey beautiful. Finally. Some time away from those morons." He said, stroking my cheek. I pulled away best I could, but he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me closer.
"Don't try anything funny. I have a gun in my pocket" he whispered to me. Outside the closet I heard the door open.
"Hi Mrs. Ferticle!" Eddie said.
"Why hello Eddie, Jerry, Milton. Where's Jack?"
"Upstairs. Why?" Milton asked.
"I just wanted to know what he carried into the house"
"Oh that" Jerry started, "Jack has been having issues lately since his break up with Ginger, so he bought a manican that looked just like her. He's upstairs with it now. The poor guy"
"I know you kids are up to no good and I'm gonna find out what" she said before slamming the door.
"You guys can come out now!" Milton shouted. Jack dragged me out of the closet by the ear.
"We should get to bed. Give her less to wonder about" Jack said. Gesturing towards the window. I assumed he meant Mrs. Ferticle.
"What bout her?" Jerry asked, pointing to me.
"I've got space in my room" Jack said. He locked arms with me and dragged me upstairs. There was a hallway upstairs. Just a hallway. In the hallway there were two doors on either side, and one at the end of the hall.
"The bathroom at the end of the hall is for guests. There are bathrooms in all the bedrooms too. This is mine" he said pointing to the door on the far right, "Jerry's" he pointed to the one next to his,"Milton's" he said pointing to the one across from his,"and Eddie's" he pointed to the last one before dragging me into his bedroom. I didn't know what was going to happen in there, I just assumed they were going to be bad.
When we entered the bedroom was large. Jack had a full queen size bed. He had a desk with papers and books covering it. Two nightstands, each with a lamp on them, a closet, and two dressers, one tall and thin, one short and fat. There was also a bookcase. His walls were covered in Bobby Wasabi posters, and other karate legends. For an evil kid, he had some nerdy interests.
"You may get a shower. Don't use all the hot water. I need some too" Jack told me. He walked over to me and unlocked the handcuffs. He took the tape off my mouth. Then he jestured to the bathroom. I slowly walked to it. The inside was huge. There was a toilet and sink. Plus there was a shower and one of the biggest bath tubs I had ever seen I was half tempted to take a bath but I just decided to take a quick shower.
After I finished I got dressed and exited the bathroom. He took her hand and lead her to his closet. Inside there was a pole, with a ring welded on, and there was a pair of handcuffs through the loop.
"Who has this in their house?!" I asked him.
"When you're a criminal, you keep it around" he responded. Then he locked the cuffs around my wrist and put another piece of tape over my mouth.
"Sweet dreams, princess" he whispered in his ear. His breath was warm. Then he kissed me on the cheek. He back up and closed the closet door. I heard the shower start so I started sobbing. I had just been ripped from my home, my family, my friends, everything, in the blink of the eye, because I saw them murder the mayor. Poor Garrett! I'm gone, his father's dead, his mother hates him, and he has three younger brothers to take care of! The only reason his mother stayed with them was because of their father. Once she hears the news I know she'll leave. And Garrett doesn't have any other family members. At least he turns eighteen in a month so his family won't be split up in foster homes.
I continued sobbing. Then I heard the bedroom door open. I quickly stopped crying as the closet door was yanked open. Jerry was on the other side.
"Will you be quiet?! I'm trying to sleep!" He shouted then shut the door, then left the bedroom. I heard Jack get out of the bathroom and I silently cried. I silently cried myself to sleep.
So what did you think? Loved it? Hated it? Let me know. Don't let me know if you hated though. I hate flames. Oh and the only reason I said a lot about Garrett, is because he's coming back later in the story. First person to review this chapter gets a sneak peek at chapter 2.
