Chapter 253: Ocean – Kidnapped Part 1
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Ocean
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OK, so Makai had made me start to settle down a little. I wasn't being as anal about needing to get better now. I mean, Makai, myself, Ben and Ryan were the top four guys on the team. And by a lot at that.
Then again, there was still the chance that there were going to be people that were still faster than us at the competition. There was no guarantee that we were going to win and that had been what was bothering me.
Ben, Ryan and Makai all told me that if we didn't win, it wasn't going to be the end of the world. And I knew that. I really did. I just wanted to win. I wanted to be the best. I wanted to make Makai proud of me. And I thought it would be really nice to end high school on such a positive note.
Well, no matter what happened at the next practice, and at the competition, I knew that I would live. I knew that I would be able to survive and that was all that mattered to me.
And speaking of practice, that was where I was heading right now. Coach had a few errands for me to run before I went to the locker room. They weren't hard or anything, just time consuming. I was already running late for practice. And I hated that. I needed all these minutes to practice.
Oh well, it was what it was. That was all that I could say about it. And as long as I hurried, I would only be five minutes or so late. And that was what I was doing. Hurrying as fast as I could through the halls without actually running. The principal was still here, and I didn't need him putting me in detention or something right before the competition. That would make me have to miss it all entirely.
While I was hurrying, I thought I heard something behind me. I stopped at what sounded like hurried footsteps coming toward me. However, the moment that I stopped moving, so did the sound of the footsteps.
"Okay, that's weird." I was talking out loud to myself. Yeah, like there wasn't already enough craziness in my life, now I could add me literally going crazy to the list.
I tried to brush it all off and pretend like I wasn't apprehensive or nervous. What the hell was going on here? Who was following me? And why were they following me?
I decided to ignore them. They would let me know what they wanted when they finally caught up to me. I don't have the time to be wasting right now. I was already late. And this person, whoever they were, was not important to me at the moment.
Still, every single time that I started to walk again, I heard the sound of someone else's steps behind me. It was starting to creep me out. I mean, I could have taken the person, I wasn't afraid of them hurting me. That wasn't the issue here. It just weirded me out that someone was following me. I guess I know how women felt now. When some strange creep was following them when they were walking. I swear, if there is ever a girl that feels scared when I am in college, or even after, she could call me, and I would walk her home. This is creepy as all hell.
Still, I walked faster. I wanted to make sure that I got to practice and didn't have to deal with this asshole that was following me. However, when I went faster, so did the steps that were following me. What the hell.
Just as I stopped in place, about ready to turn around and confront whoever this person was, I heard the steps reach a fever pitch. They were running at me now. And there was more than one set of them. From what I could hear, there were three sets of steps coming at me.
I didn't have the chance to turn and confront the people that were coming after me. The moment that I tried to turn around, I had a bag pulled over my head. I was completely blinded, unable to see anything at all.
And to make matters worse. I wasn't about to pull the bag off because someone grabbed me around my arms and pinned them to my sides.
"What the hell?" I growled at the person holding onto me as they lifted me off of the ground. He was tall, whoever he was.
"Shut up and don't fight." The voice was deep, gravelly, and definitely not familiar to me at all. I didn't know who this person was at all.
As I tried to continue fighting, not listening to the person at all, two other sets of hands grabbed onto me. The two of them grabbed me around my legs, making it almost impossible for me to move them and get free.
What in the actual fucking hell was going on here? I was being kidnapped? And from my school at that. Would anyone be able to find me? Would I be able to escape? What the hell was Makai going to think about this? Would anyone even know that I was kidnapped?
I didn't know what was going on, or what I should even be thinking right now. All I knew was that I needed to get away. I needed to keep fighting. And I had to figure out why someone wanted to kidnap me in the first place.
I struggled as best as I could while these three people carried me out of the school. Someone had to be seeing this. Someone had to see what was going on. I mean, how could these people do this in broad daylight without someone being able to witness it. There had to be a witness. And there had to be someone that was going to help me.
Well, no one called out to them or stopped them when they were coming out of the building. And no one seemed to be doing anything as they took me to where their car had obviously been parked. And no one at all tried to stop them when they threw me into the back of their car and closed the lid of the truck on me.
I had literally been kidnapped. How is this even possible? How was it that someone like me, a tall and strong guy, was kidnapped from my school in the middle of the day. This wasn't possible. This couldn't be happening.
Well, lucky for me, they didn't tie me up. When they threw me into the trunk and shut the lid on me, I was still able to move my hands and feet. Of course, the first thing that I did was pull the thick black bag from over my head.
Of course, there was nothing for me to see. I was in a trunk, for crying out loud. It was dark and there was nothing else in there with me. Nothing at all.
"Okay, Ocean, calm yourself down and figure this out." I started to coach myself. "What the hell, I'm an idiot." I smacked myself in the head. "I can just call Makai. I can tell him what happened to me. I could get out of this really quick, all I needed to do was..
What the fucking hell! When did they take my phone? I know that I had it in my pocket. I know that I put it there just before I left Coach Dickson's classroom. I checked the time on it, so I know that I had it with me. But now it was gone. That was bullshit.
Okay, don't panic. It's too early to panic. Check all of your pockets, Ocean. Check them all and make sure that you didn't just put it somewhere else. Just calm down and relax. You can get through this.
I was trying my best to coach myself as I felt the car take off. Whoever was driving started moving so fast that I slammed against the back of the car, my face hitting the wall of the trunk.
"Ouch! That fucking hurt."
As soon as I cried out in pain, I heard the sound of laughter coming from the front of the car. They must have thought that my pain was funny. What assholes. I swear, when I get out of this, I am going to fucking hit them all so fucking hard.
If I got out of this that is. I still couldn't find my phone. It wasn't here in my pocket at all. It was gone. They did take it. Those assholes.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT!? HUH!? WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME!?" I screamed the words as loud as I could and kicked the inside of the metal prison that I was in. "LET ME OUT OF HERE!" Again, I heard them all laughing. They were not only kidnapping me, but also laughing at me about it. That was fucking heartless.
"Just calm down, little boy." Another deep voice came through the back of the car. It was muffled, but it sounded like whoever it was had put their face right against the seat to talk to me. "We will take good care of you." After that, there was another round of raucous laughter.
"Fuck you!" I yelled at the person. "Fuck all of you."
"Now, now, you shouldn't use such foul language. It isn't polite."
I swear, these people were driving me insane. Their laughter. Their stupid words.. Everything that they were doing and saying was making me feel like my life had been turned upside down. What the hell was happening to me?
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Ocean
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OK, so Makai had made me start to settle down a little. I wasn't being as anal about needing to get better now. I mean, Makai, myself, Ben and Ryan were the top four guys on the team. And by a lot at that.
Then again, there was still the chance that there were going to be people that were still faster than us at the competition. There was no guarantee that we were going to win and that had been what was bothering me.
Ben, Ryan and Makai all told me that if we didn't win, it wasn't going to be the end of the world. And I knew that. I really did. I just wanted to win. I wanted to be the best. I wanted to make Makai proud of me. And I thought it would be really nice to end high school on such a positive note.
Well, no matter what happened at the next practice, and at the competition, I knew that I would live. I knew that I would be able to survive and that was all that mattered to me.
And speaking of practice, that was where I was heading right now. Coach had a few errands for me to run before I went to the locker room. They weren't hard or anything, just time consuming. I was already running late for practice. And I hated that. I needed all these minutes to practice.
Oh well, it was what it was. That was all that I could say about it. And as long as I hurried, I would only be five minutes or so late. And that was what I was doing. Hurrying as fast as I could through the halls without actually running. The principal was still here, and I didn't need him putting me in detention or something right before the competition. That would make me have to miss it all entirely.
While I was hurrying, I thought I heard something behind me. I stopped at what sounded like hurried footsteps coming toward me. However, the moment that I stopped moving, so did the sound of the footsteps.
"Okay, that's weird." I was talking out loud to myself. Yeah, like there wasn't already enough craziness in my life, now I could add me literally going crazy to the list.
I tried to brush it all off and pretend like I wasn't apprehensive or nervous. What the hell was going on here? Who was following me? And why were they following me?
I decided to ignore them. They would let me know what they wanted when they finally caught up to me. I don't have the time to be wasting right now. I was already late. And this person, whoever they were, was not important to me at the moment.
Still, every single time that I started to walk again, I heard the sound of someone else's steps behind me. It was starting to creep me out. I mean, I could have taken the person, I wasn't afraid of them hurting me. That wasn't the issue here. It just weirded me out that someone was following me. I guess I know how women felt now. When some strange creep was following them when they were walking. I swear, if there is ever a girl that feels scared when I am in college, or even after, she could call me, and I would walk her home. This is creepy as all hell.
Still, I walked faster. I wanted to make sure that I got to practice and didn't have to deal with this asshole that was following me. However, when I went faster, so did the steps that were following me. What the hell.
Just as I stopped in place, about ready to turn around and confront whoever this person was, I heard the steps reach a fever pitch. They were running at me now. And there was more than one set of them. From what I could hear, there were three sets of steps coming at me.
I didn't have the chance to turn and confront the people that were coming after me. The moment that I tried to turn around, I had a bag pulled over my head. I was completely blinded, unable to see anything at all.
And to make matters worse. I wasn't about to pull the bag off because someone grabbed me around my arms and pinned them to my sides.
"What the hell?" I growled at the person holding onto me as they lifted me off of the ground. He was tall, whoever he was.
"Shut up and don't fight." The voice was deep, gravelly, and definitely not familiar to me at all. I didn't know who this person was at all.
As I tried to continue fighting, not listening to the person at all, two other sets of hands grabbed onto me. The two of them grabbed me around my legs, making it almost impossible for me to move them and get free.
What in the actual fucking hell was going on here? I was being kidnapped? And from my school at that. Would anyone be able to find me? Would I be able to escape? What the hell was Makai going to think about this? Would anyone even know that I was kidnapped?
I didn't know what was going on, or what I should even be thinking right now. All I knew was that I needed to get away. I needed to keep fighting. And I had to figure out why someone wanted to kidnap me in the first place.
I struggled as best as I could while these three people carried me out of the school. Someone had to be seeing this. Someone had to see what was going on. I mean, how could these people do this in broad daylight without someone being able to witness it. There had to be a witness. And there had to be someone that was going to help me.
Well, no one called out to them or stopped them when they were coming out of the building. And no one seemed to be doing anything as they took me to where their car had obviously been parked. And no one at all tried to stop them when they threw me into the back of their car and closed the lid of the truck on me.
I had literally been kidnapped. How is this even possible? How was it that someone like me, a tall and strong guy, was kidnapped from my school in the middle of the day. This wasn't possible. This couldn't be happening.
Well, lucky for me, they didn't tie me up. When they threw me into the trunk and shut the lid on me, I was still able to move my hands and feet. Of course, the first thing that I did was pull the thick black bag from over my head.
Of course, there was nothing for me to see. I was in a trunk, for crying out loud. It was dark and there was nothing else in there with me. Nothing at all.
"Okay, Ocean, calm yourself down and figure this out." I started to coach myself. "What the hell, I'm an idiot." I smacked myself in the head. "I can just call Makai. I can tell him what happened to me. I could get out of this really quick, all I needed to do was..
What the fucking hell! When did they take my phone? I know that I had it in my pocket. I know that I put it there just before I left Coach Dickson's classroom. I checked the time on it, so I know that I had it with me. But now it was gone. That was bullshit.
Okay, don't panic. It's too early to panic. Check all of your pockets, Ocean. Check them all and make sure that you didn't just put it somewhere else. Just calm down and relax. You can get through this.
I was trying my best to coach myself as I felt the car take off. Whoever was driving started moving so fast that I slammed against the back of the car, my face hitting the wall of the trunk.
"Ouch! That fucking hurt."
As soon as I cried out in pain, I heard the sound of laughter coming from the front of the car. They must have thought that my pain was funny. What assholes. I swear, when I get out of this, I am going to fucking hit them all so fucking hard.
If I got out of this that is. I still couldn't find my phone. It wasn't here in my pocket at all. It was gone. They did take it. Those assholes.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT!? HUH!? WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME!?" I screamed the words as loud as I could and kicked the inside of the metal prison that I was in. "LET ME OUT OF HERE!" Again, I heard them all laughing. They were not only kidnapping me, but also laughing at me about it. That was fucking heartless.
"Just calm down, little boy." Another deep voice came through the back of the car. It was muffled, but it sounded like whoever it was had put their face right against the seat to talk to me. "We will take good care of you." After that, there was another round of raucous laughter.
"Fuck you!" I yelled at the person. "Fuck all of you."
"Now, now, you shouldn't use such foul language. It isn't polite."
I swear, these people were driving me insane. Their laughter. Their stupid words.. Everything that they were doing and saying was making me feel like my life had been turned upside down. What the hell was happening to me?
~~Ocean~~OK, so Makai had made me start to settle down a little. I wasn't being as anal about needing to get better now. I mean, Makai, myself, Ben and Ryan were the top four guys on the team. And by a lot at that.Then again, there was still the chance that there were going to be people that were still faster than us at the competition. There was no guarantee that we were going to win and that had been what was bothering me.Ben, Ryan and Makai all told me that if we didn't win, it wasn't going to be the end of the world. And I knew that. I really did. I just wanted to win. I wanted to be the best. I wanted to make Makai proud of me. And I thought it would be really nice to end high school on such a positive note.Well, no matter what happened at the next practice, and at the competition, I knew that I would live. I knew that I would be able to survive and that was all that mattered to me.And speaking of practice, that was where I was heading right now. Coach had a few errands for me to run before I went to the locker room. They weren't hard or anything, just time consuming. I was already running late for practice. And I hated that. I needed all these minutes to practice.Oh well, it was what it was. That was all that I could say about it. And as long as I hurried, I would only be five minutes or so late. And that was what I was doing. Hurrying as fast as I could through the halls without actually running. The principal was still here, and I didn't need him putting me in detention or something right before the competition. That would make me have to miss it all entirely.While I was hurrying, I thought I heard something behind me. I stopped at what sounded like hurried footsteps coming toward me. However, the moment that I stopped moving, so did the sound of the footsteps."Okay, that's weird." I was talking out loud to myself. Yeah, like there wasn't already enough craziness in my life, now I could add me literally going crazy to the list.I tried to brush it all off and pretend like I wasn't apprehensive or nervous. What the hell was going on here? Who was following me? And why were they following me?I decided to ignore them. They would let me know what they wanted when they finally caught up to me. I don't have the time to be wasting right now. I was already late. And this person, whoever they were, was not important to me at the moment.Still, every single time that I started to walk again, I heard the sound of someone else's steps behind me. It was starting to creep me out. I mean, I could have taken the person, I wasn't afraid of them hurting me. That wasn't the issue here. It just weirded me out that someone was following me. I guess I know how women felt now. When some strange creep was following them when they were walking. I swear, if there is ever a girl that feels scared when I am in college, or even after, she could call me, and I would walk her home. This is creepy as all hell.Still, I walked faster. I wanted to make sure that I got to practice and didn't have to deal with this asshole that was following me. However, when I went faster, so did the steps that were following me. What the hell.Just as I stopped in place, about ready to turn around and confront whoever this person was, I heard the steps reach a fever pitch. They were running at me now. And there was more than one set of them. From what I could hear, there were three sets of steps coming at me.I didn't have the chance to turn and confront the people that were coming after me. The moment that I tried to turn around, I had a bag pulled over my head. I was completely blinded, unable to see anything at all.And to make matters worse. I wasn't about to pull the bag off because someone grabbed me around my arms and pinned them to my sides."What the hell?" I growled at the person holding onto me as they lifted me off of the ground. He was tall, whoever he was."Shut up and don't fight." The voice was deep, gravelly, and definitely not familiar to me at all. I didn't know who this person was at all.As I tried to continue fighting, not listening to the person at all, two other sets of hands grabbed onto me. The two of them grabbed me around my legs, making it almost impossible for me to move them and get free.What in the actual fucking hell was going on here? I was being kidnapped? And from my school at that. Would anyone be able to find me? Would I be able to escape? What the hell was Makai going to think about this? Would anyone even know that I was kidnapped?I didn't know what was going on, or what I should even be thinking right now. All I knew was that I needed to get away. I needed to keep fighting. And I had to figure out why someone wanted to kidnap me in the first place.I struggled as best as I could while these three people carried me out of the school. Someone had to be seeing this. Someone had to see what was going on. I mean, how could these people do this in broad daylight without someone being able to witness it. There had to be a witness. And there had to be someone that was going to help me.Well, no one called out to them or stopped them when they were coming out of the building. And no one seemed to be doing anything as they took me to where their car had obviously been parked. And no one at all tried to stop them when they threw me into the back of their car and closed the lid of the truck on me.I had literally been kidnapped. How is this even possible? How was it that someone like me, a tall and strong guy, was kidnapped from my school in the middle of the day. This wasn't possible. This couldn't be happening.Well, lucky for me, they didn't tie me up. When they threw me into the trunk and shut the lid on me, I was still able to move my hands and feet. Of course, the first thing that I did was pull the thick black bag from over my head.Of course, there was nothing for me to see. I was in a trunk, for crying out loud. It was dark and there was nothing else in there with me. Nothing at all."Okay, Ocean, calm yourself down and figure this out." I started to coach myself. "What the hell, I'm an idiot." I smacked myself in the head. "I can just call Makai. I can tell him what happened to me. I could get out of this really quick, all I needed to do was..What the fucking hell! When did they take my phone? I know that I had it in my pocket. I know that I put it there just before I left Coach Dickson's classroom. I checked the time on it, so I know that I had it with me. But now it was gone. That was bullshit.Okay, don't panic. It's too early to panic. Check all of your pockets, Ocean. Check them all and make sure that you didn't just put it somewhere else. Just calm down and relax. You can get through this.I was trying my best to coach myself as I felt the car take off. Whoever was driving started moving so fast that I slammed against the back of the car, my face hitting the wall of the trunk."Ouch! That fucking hurt."As soon as I cried out in pain, I heard the sound of laughter coming from the front of the car. They must have thought that my pain was funny. What assholes. I swear, when I get out of this, I am going to fucking hit them all so fucking hard.If I got out of this that is. I still couldn't find my phone. It wasn't here in my pocket at all. It was gone. They did take it. Those assholes."WHAT DO YOU WANT!? HUH!? WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME!?" I screamed the words as loud as I could and kicked the inside of the metal prison that I was in. "LET ME OUT OF HERE!" Again, I heard them all laughing. They were not only kidnapping me, but also laughing at me about it. That was fucking heartless."Just calm down, little boy." Another deep voice came through the back of the car. It was muffled, but it sounded like whoever it was had put their face right against the seat to talk to me. "We will take good care of you." After that, there was another round of raucous laughter."Fuck you!" I yelled at the person. "Fuck all of you.""Now, now, you shouldn't use such foul language. It isn't polite."I swear, these people were driving me insane. Their laughter. Their stupid words.. Everything that they were doing and saying was making me feel like my life had been turned upside down. What the hell was happening to me?
