Thank you for all the reviews and faves on the last chapter, i really wasnt expecting that! :O
Anyway sorry for my terrible description of the kidnappers, I just got lazy and couldnt be bothered, I was too busy focusing on Sam and Freddie. Enjoy! :)
RECAP:
"Sit and down or i'll blow your head off!" The man roared.
Sam suddenly trembled to the floor in fright, her face growing pale. Without saying a word, she clutched onto my sholder, hiding behind me, as if I was the only one who could protect.
How could I? These guys had guns all i had was my pear pod and some gum, spearmint.
(Freddie's Point of view)
After an hour, the van finally stopped, it was pitch black outside, so dark that we could just about make out we were in a desert.
The doors opened we stumbled out together, we were in the middle of no where.
"No running away from us, now." The men teased cruelly.
Sam would of normally moaned or had a smart witty comeback. But she was so quiet, for once she was doing what she was told.
But a part of me missed her confident outspoken voice, it always got us out of difficult situations.
A scowl appeared on her ever so sacastic face, "This better be a secret camera show.."
I smiled sadly raising an eyebrow to her.
"Loo, take them to the basement." One of the bald men in the hoodie ordered.
(Sam's Point Of View)
'Loo' decided to tie mine and Freddie's hands behind our backs and took us to the damp and dusty basement downstairs in their little abandoned shack.
He locked the door behind us, leaving us both in darkness.
A tear fell down my cheek, Freddie noticed as he sat beside me.
"I'm sorry, you might actually die because of me." I sniffed growing furstrated with myself.
"Sam, Carly and Spencer will come for us. You'll see. Everything always works out at the end." He comforted.
Gosh he was positive, his eyes were full of hope but yet, weak from the lack of food and water.
I sighed, "So you say..? Hm.. What do you think they want from us?"
"Well its certainly isnt our autographs." Freddie laughed bitterly.
I frowned, " I dont want to die here! And if I did I always thought it would be from an overdose of fat cakes or maybe if I got sent to prison and I would rot away!"
A suprise look came across Freddie's face, " Wait so your just going to give up?You always have a plan!"
I shrugged letting out a sigh, "Even if we did escape, how do we even get back to Seattle?"
He seemed to be growing annoyed with my attuitude, Freddie stood up and turned to me.
"Your Sam Puckett! You can take out a whole Hockey team with your own bare hands! And your saying YOU dont have a plan. They may have guns but you got.."
I folded my arms, staring confusedly at him, was he trying to prep me?
He took both of my hands and smiled continuing with his little speech, " These two bad boys, who can throw a punch. Oh also your feet but I wont hold them.."
I was gobsmacked, this boy was strong, yeah his arms had grown quite muscley, but I didnt know they actually worked!
"Freddie, how did you break out of your rope?" I pointed out suprisedly.
He soon realised his hands were free, he laughed to himself happily and untied me quickly.
"Mother and son weight lifting classes, really did pay off.." He said to himself proudly.
I pressed my finger against his lip, I noticed a window to climb out off.
"You want a plan? I got one alright.."
Oooooo I wonder whats going to happen... Anyway dont forget to review. Next chapter coming up soon..! ;)
