Cammie's POV:
My first date with Grant today and it is starting to scare me because I don't know what to wear and everything has to be perfect. I am so dumb sometimes. Hey, I can just call Macey and ask her to help me out.
"Hello?" Macey answers.
"Hey. I am having some trouble on what to wear for my date tonight." I explain.
"Say no more. I am on my way."
"Than-" I was starting to say but she hung up on me.
About 15 minutes later, Macey spontaneously bursts into my bedroom.
"How did you-" I started to say.
"The art of lock picking." I nodded.
She starts rummaging through my closet and helps me in a cute white dress with a brown belt on the waistline. She also curled my hair and put light make up on.
"Voila! My masterpiece." She guides me to a mirror and my jaw drops. In front on me wasn't me, it was definitely someone else. I am just a wall flower not a vibrant, colourful rose.
Macey smirks. "Have fun on your date. You look amazing."
I thank her, give her a quick hug and start heading to the place where Grant told me to meet him. On the way there, a bag was suddenly placed over my head. A scream ripped out of my throat and I try struggling but my attacker was too strong. I was then handcuffed and thrown into something, a van most likely. I was frantically kicking the doors to try to get out but the van started moving and I was suddenly jerked backward into the back of the van. I feel pain course through my body and I start shaking. My body rocks with sobs and I am scared. What do I do?
Grant's POV:
I am at the park waiting for Cammie. I have been here for 30 minutes and I am now sitting on a bench dejectedly. Did she reject me? I swear she was excited to go on this date with me and I thought that the kiss she gave me meant something. Maybe not. The excitement radiating off her was so real. Maybe something happened to her. Maybe someone attacked her. Maybe she is trying to get to me but they are silencing her. Nasty thoughts are running through my head and I start to get more worried with every thought. I finally decide to call one of her friends. I called Macey first because she is probably the one who is helping her get ready.
"Macey!" I shout into the phone.
"Hello?"
"Have you seen Cammie?"
"No. Isn't she with you?"
"No."
"WHAT! She left twenty minutes ago and I haven't seen her since." The thoughts that were running through my head have become reality.
"I gotta go, talk to you later." I rush.
I quickly call our other friends to see if they heard from her but they all had the same answer, no. The only person who didn't' answer was Zach. He didn't pick up his phone. Even more possibilities of what happened to Cammie coursed through my mind. An image of Cammie kissing Zach popped up into my mind and I cringe. Cammie wouldn't betray me like that and if Zach did that to my Cammie then I would tear off his head. I really hope he didn't.
Cammie's POV:
I got pulled out of the car and pushed until I sat down in a chair. I still have my blindfold on and every one of my other senses is now heightened. A sudden ring came from beside me and I jumped a couple feet into the air. I was really worried about everything. I hope Grant isn't worried about me. Oh shoot! The date! Grant is going to think I ditched him. My thoughts were interrupted by someone opening the door. I could hear the footsteps coming closer and closer. Suspense and fear bubbled inside of me and I could just hear the horror music going around. No one is here to save me. No one knows where I am. I am lost.
"Don't worry my dear. We will take good care of you" A voice popped up beside me.
That voice sounds so familiar and someone help the bag over my head. It was lifting… My eyes are fuzzy due to the lack of light I was exposed to. I could only see the outline of a muscular man. I shake my head trying to clear my vision. My eyes went back to normal and I looked up. My jaw dropped with surprise and horror. My eyes revealed…