20 Chapter 21

{A/N: IT'S HALLOWEEN!!! I'M SO NOT EXCITED! CORONAVIRUS MESSED UP ONE OF THE BEST DAYS OF MY YEAR!! But Happy Halloween everyone!}

Richelle

"Ow." I groan. Where am I? I turn to look over and see Noah and Ozzy in the middle of the room, tied up, back to back. I shriek and try to get up, but I didn't realize until now that my wrists and ankles are tied together.

I try to get up, but end up falling in result. Okay. One more time Richelle. You're Richelle Nolet. You got this. I roll over onto my chest and swing my legs around. (Something I learned in J-Troupe). I scoot up and pull myself upward. Feet. On my feet. Finally.

I hop over to them. The moment of truth. Fall. I fall on top of them both causing them to wake in a jolt.

"Wha-"

"Sorry!" I apologize, rolling off.

"You're okay!" they both cheer, quiet enough so no one comes.

"Guys focus! We need to get ou-"

"NO ONE'S LEAVING!" I hear voice shout, causing us all to look toward it instantly. Abi. I glare at her, covering up how frightened I am.

"Keep glaring and I'll cut your face off!" she yelled, pulling out a knife from her back pocket. I instantly stop. Is that even legal?! Well, then again, kidnapping isn't legal either.

"Ok, so I guess I should tell you my plans..." she says, "You Oswald, will do a few things to Richelle. Maybe not so innocent things to Richelle. Then you'll suffer a lot of PAIN!" She lets out an evil laugh. God can this lady get any crazier!?

"You Richelle, will be harmed. SEVERLEY! I'll let Ozzy get you pregnant while Noah watches you cheat on him. Then he'll be so sad and come back to me! He'll love me! Then... you'll just die when I kill you." she smirks.

I widen my eyes. I don't want to die!

"Oh it'll just look like you killed yourself! I mean you've tried so many times no one would be surprised if you actually did die! No one would care either. Boo-hoo so sad"

"You can't do that!" Noah shouts. I don't know what the hell he thinks he can do but he can't do anything right now.

"Oh baby, but I can," she insists.

"I'm not raping Richelle!" Ozzy yells.

"YES YOU ARE!!!" she shouted, pointing her knife at him.

"Okay!" he complies.

"Ozzy!" me and Noah shout, turning to him.

"I don't wanna die," he complains.

"I'm going to die anyway!" I whisper shout.

"No you won't." Noah insisted.

"Oh really? And what exactly are YOU going to do to get us out of this situation?" I ask, clearly annoyed. I'm going to die.

"SHUT IT! YOU HAVE ONE HOUR BEFORE I COME BACK! AND DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID, BECAUSE IT WILL GET YOU KILLED!" Abi screams, before turning away and leaving the room.

What are we going to do? "I'm going to die. I'm going to die." I mutter.

Ozzy

There has to be way out of this. I don't want to rape Richelle. And her boyfriend will watch?! No.

"We need to find a way out of here!" Noah says.

"Well first we need to get these things off." I say.

"I got mine off." Richie says, rubbing her wrists.

"How?" Noah asks.

"Turns out having small hands has it's advantages."

She unties both me and Noah and does her ankles. "Okay. Now we need to leave this place."

"It looks scary." Richie says.

"Look there's a window!" I say, pointing to the one on the wall.

"Okay if I lift you Richie you could go out the window and land on your hands." Noah, suggests.

"Umm. Okay." We walk over to it and the first five steps we take we hear an alarm go off.

"MOTION DETECTED IN THE GRAY ROOM!" It repeats. We hurry up and Noah tries to lift Richelle, but once he touches her waist she winces. Ugh. She's bleeding. That's probably what Abi did to her in the washroom. We hurriedly get back to our spots and put our hands behind our backs.

"Who moved!?" Abi shouts, coming in. She looks at us and then down at our ankles. Damnit.

"SIMON!"

A really big and buff man comes in. "Tie them back up!" she commands and he does what she says. Great. Stuck at square one. Again! Just as Abi turns to leave the room Noah speaks up.

"Abi wait!"

She turns back around and raises an eyebrow.

"If I be with you would you let Richelle and Ozzy go?" he asks.

"Maybe." she responds.

"As long as bitch and Oswald don't say a word!" she says, glaring at us.

"They won't just please let them go." he begs. I look over to see Richelle looking at him like he's crazy.

"Fine." she complies.

'Simon' unties us and escorts us out. Richelle takes one last look at Noah teary eyed before being pushed out with me.

Richelle

I can't believe this....