I could see Bebe was having a break down. Or she was very nervous. She was giggling like a schoolgirl when we were back to the bedroom.

"Bebe, stop giggling!" I hissed, she nodded and tried to stop. She did her best as she tried to look serious. I opened the door, Kyle was waiting there. He was still fighting the ropes as we walked closer. He stopped and looked at us. Then, my phone ringed. I grabbed it as fast as I could.

"H- hello?!" I yelled, to hear Stan's voice on the other line.

"Hey, um. Do you know where Kyle is? Last time I saw him, he was with you….. And he's been missing for three days…" Stan voice told me he was sacred, but before I can even say anything. Kyle began screaming.

"STAN! Help me! Please, there is some one who kidnapped me! And they took Wendy's phone!" Kyle began. Bebe ran over and hit him with a bat, he was out cold and I could only stead there.

"What, the, hell?! You could have killed him!" I screamed on the top of my voice. She was shaking, her eyes were wide as she picked Kyle up and ran to her car, and she grabbed my arm.

"It's not safe anymore! They'll find us and we'll be fucked!" She screamed as she dived the car like a crazy person.

"Is that phone still on?!"

"I-I-!" she grabbed the phone and thrown it out and dived faster, she was losing gas, and she knew it. She stopped at a hotel, you know, one of those really little ones, and not that great. Only about two stars? She covered Kyle up and picked him up.

"Wendy, hurry and get us a room!" I did as I was told. My mother always gives me money. And I had enough, thank god. I told Bebe our room. She ran and dropped him on the bed. He still wasn't a wake. I was getting scared. She was walking all around the room; I tried to tell her to give Kyle up. She took off her wig.

"We, are, screw!" She screamed as she jumped on the other bed in the room. It had only two beds. I took my wig off, what was I thinking? My life is going to be hell now. I hugged her. she broke in tears and sobs.

"Do we even have anymore money?! We won't even enough to get some damn food!" She cried. I sighed, my dear friend, the one I liked for years, and wigs, that's all I got. Than, she jumped up, she looked in Kyle's coke. She grabbed his phone. She called someone. She made her voice deeper, and raspier.

'Hello? Who is this?' Kyle's mother boomed from the other line.

"The one who has your son…." Bebe said, Kyle's mother swore as she kicked something.

'Where is my baby boy? You sick bitch!?' She said as Bebe set back on the bed, she looked at me.

"If you ever want to see your 'Baby boy' again, than bring 200 bucks to the down town of North Park, at 8:30…" Bebe hang up, she looked down, then back to Kyle. He was waking up.

"B-Bebe?" He whimpered as he looked at me.

"Why-?! When-?!" He begged as he looked at me and Bebe.

"We kidnapped you, you are ours now!" Bebe laughed at the now pale out of fear ginger. He was tearing up, he was scared. Walked over and set by him.

"Its 8:27, I'm going. Keep Kyle here, alright?" Bebe smiled as she walked out, and took our car. Kyle looked at me, with his cute, scared, light green eyes of his. I couldn't stop myself when I kissed him, he tried to fight back. But he was all tied up. I pulled away, I was blushing. He looked away, his face red as well. I began to play with crimson, lovely hair. I kissed him on the cheek as a tear runs down his cheek. I smiled as I said:

"Now your mine….."