"Give me some chips Fredhead." Sam said, about to reach in the yellow bag, that has regular potato chips in it, but Freddie pulled away.
"No. The last time I let you have some chips, you took the whole bag, shoved me to the ground, and laughed about it." Freddie said, and rolled the bag up. Sam snickered at the memory.
"Oh yeah." Sam said and Freddie put the chips in his locker. He knew Sam would somehow break into his locker and steal the chips anyway. Freddie rolled his eyes. He could have sworn that he told them that they can't be friends with them, but somehow they somehow decided not to let him go that easy.
Freddie was now out on the fire escape at his apartment, he was thinking, about the kidnapping. How much it changed him, how that lady was trying to steal his innocence, how she made him take pictures naked, tied him down, burned him, shackled him, and raped him.
How he found out that she had done the same to other guys, and found out she was going to kill him, by saying he needed a brother. How he managed to get out of the basement, stole some sleep medicine, crushed the pills, and put it in whatever she was drinking. Then managed to sneak out of the house after stealing quarters, went to a payphone, and called the police. He remembered that day clearly.
Flashback
He was standing at a payphone, wearing a black long sleeved shirt with gray sleeves, with bloodstains on it, blue pants, that also had bloodstains on it. His hands was bloodstained, and his left temple was bleeding, leaving trails of blood on his cheek. The tips of his hair was stained with some of his blood.
Some people stopped and stared. He was sure he looked like he was a victim of a car crash, and was trying to stop his blood or something. He put quarters in the payphone and dialed the number. He pressed the phone to his ear.
"9-1-1 what's your emergency?" The operator asked and Freddie felt a wave of dread. He was scared, happy, and nauseous at the same time. What was he supposed to say? Freddie hung up and took a deep breath, to settle his stomach. He felt some people stop and stare.
Yeah, he would to, if there was a teen covered in blood and standing at a payphone. He then put the quarters in the phone and dialed the number again, he wasn't going to give up. It was his only chance at getting out alive. He put the phone to his ear again, and the same lady asked the same question.
"My name is Freddie Benson, and I'm standing in front of Nellie's Restaurant. I was the kidnapped victim two years ago." He stopped and thought about it. How weird is it that he only thought of calling today for help, when could of done that three days ago. How weird is it, that people probably thought he was dead, and they realized he was alive. He heard the woman telling him to stay where he's at and don't walk off with any strangers.
The irony of that sentence. He's sure, he's looking pretty strange right now, and what stranger would want a teenager covered in blood anyway? Freddie put the phone up and then wiped his hands on his pants, as if hoping it will get the blood off.
End flashback
Freddie was on both knees on the fire escape, holding onto the rungs of the fire escape wall. He was looking out over the city. He faintly heard sirens, and he was just staring. He had found out how Amelia knew and his friends. She was watching him all the time.
Flashback
Freddie was at the skateboard park, talking to some friends and noticed a woman with brown hair and hazy eyes watching him.
Two days later when he was the baseball diamond, and hit the ball, then managed to run to second base, he noticed the same woman from the skateboard park sitting in the stands watching them, play. Freddie hoped at least it was a coincidence.
Another two days later, Freddie, Carly, and Sam was at a small cafe, teasingly throwing food at each other, Freddie noticed the same woman sitting on top of the bar stools, reading a menu, but Freddie seemed to notice that she was actually watching them.
Another two days later, Freddie, Carly, and Sam was walking down a pier, but Freddie seemed to notice the same woman who was watching him all this time, sitting on a bench holding a camera and seemed to be taking random pictures, but Freddie noticed that she was actually taking pictures of him.
And then finally she managed to make her move and kidnapped him.
End flashback
Freddie wasn't sure why, but Carly and Sam never believed him that when he said that a woman seemed to be stalking him. Carly and Sam thought he was being paranoid. Sam had said, 'what woman would want to stalk you? Maybe she's stalking someone else, that happens to be everywhere we go.' Now that Freddie thought about it, Carly and Sam believed him, when he was kidnapped by her.
"You believe me now, don't you?" Freddie whispered to himself, as the wind blew, making the whisper go lost in the wind.
A/N: I kind of think that Carly and Sam would believe Freddie's being paranoid about a woman stalking him. Sam would at least think that Freddie's unappealing to have some woman stalk him.