Chapter 3
Hours later…
"That's really sad!" Peyton heard a guy say, "It's almost 24 hours and no one has come and tried to save you! Not even lucas!" the guy said, he took off the cloth he used to tie peyton's mouth. Peyton got a real
good look at him when he did so, she didn't know him, but she tried to think hard enough, and she remembered he was the murderer of quentin and he kidnapped Sam. "They will come! I know it, I know it!"
she said softly. Faintly she started to hear someone call her name, she couldn't tell who it was at first but as it started to get closer she can tell it was Brooke and Lucas. "Well, well, looks like they actually care
about you!" the guy said. "You better run, cau-cause luc-cas is going to hurt y-you!" she stammered cause she was in a lot of pain. "Ha, you think I will be afraid! Once they realize who I am, they're the ones
who are going to be afraid!" He said. He slapped her "SO DONT EVER SAY IM GOING TO BE AFRAID U UNDERSTAND ME!" He kicked her chair back making Peyton fall to the floor. She couldn't move, all
she could do was hope. Lucas bashed open the door to this place, *Set Fire to the rain starts to play* "PEYTON! PEYTON ARE U HERE!" he screamed. "Luke, luke im here, be careful, be careful luke,"
Peyton said with such a faint voice. Lucas eventually saw her and was about to run to her when the guy popped out of no where and was right in front of Lucas with a gun pointing to his head. "LUCAS!"
Peyton managed to scream. *Music Fades*