at Oct 26, 2014 5:47:41 AM
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I’m so excited! Our first concert is tonight!” Collin said. I nodded.
“Me, too. I mean, how many violinists are ridiculed on national television, then get a couple million views on a music video, and go into concert?” I asked.
“Oh Jane. It wasn’t that bad,” Jason laughed.
“Yes, it was,” I argued.
“So pessimistic, our Jane is,” Collin said, smiling.
“Am not!” I said, getting defensive.
“Are too!” Collin and Jason said in unison.
“ Whatever. Anyway, let’s practice one more time. I want to make sure we’ve got this right,” I replied, pulling my violin out of my case. As I was taking my bow out, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
“Jane Young, you know this inside and out. We’ve got this, ok?” Jason said. “Nothing can make us cancel this show, and nothing’s going to mess this up. I promise.”
“Fine. You’re right. Practicing too much is as bad as practicing too little,” I replied.
“Sure,” Collin said. “That’s what he meant...” I shot him a look.
“Jane, you need to loosen up a little. You’ve been practicing too much, and you’re way too nervous. They’ll love us!” Jason said.
You’re right,” I agreed. “Let’s go to a Sweet Frog. I’m in the mood for some frozen yogurt.”
“Sounds good to me!” Jason said, getting up.
“Me too!” Collin chimed in. “But we should drop off our instruments first.”
“Yeah. We should.” Jason said.
“Alright,” I said. I packed my violin back up in its case ever so carefully. “Let’s get going.
“That hurt, Young. That hurt,” Collin said.
“Yeah, whatever.” I said. “Let’s get going already!”
“Let’s get this show on the road!” Jason said.
“This is so good! I just got to the maple-pancake layer!” I said.
“Maple-pancake? Sounds legit,” Collin said. “I prefer classic vanilla.”
“Which suits you,” Jason replied.
“What? ‘Fit for the gods’? ‘Cool’?” Collin asked.
“Nope! ‘Plain’, ‘boring’, and ‘predictable’!” Jason said.
“He’s right; you are a little-” I started. Jason interrupted.
“You mean, a lot.”
“Fine. You are very predictable.” I finished. “Let’s get back on the road." Jason swallowed the rest of his yogurt in one bite, throwing the cup into the trash can. Collin shoveled his last few bites into his mouth and shoved the cup into the trash. I shook my head at them. Jason caught my eye.
"Oh dear. Here it comes," he "whispered" to Collin. I gave him a scowl.
“You-” I started.
“And here it is,” Collin said.
“Nevermind,” I said, heading for the door.
“Crisis averted,” I heard Jason say to Collin. I stopped abruptly and turned around. I saw the look Jason gave me- a shocked one, like he was surprised I overheard him.
“Don’t look so confused,” I told him. “It’s not like you’re the quietest whisperer!”
“Burn!” Collin yelled. I glared at him. He shrunk back behind Jason.
“Sorry, Jane” Jason said, looking down at his feet.
“No, I am,” I said, my face burning in shame. “I’m just really nervous and stressed out over this show, but that’s no reason to take it out on you two.”
“Well, thank you, I guess?” Jason said. I gave him a look.
“Don’t push it,” I told him.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he replied.
“We need to get going!" Collin said insistently. "We do not need to be late!"
"Alright Effie Trinket," Jason said.
“Yeah, well we’d be there if you hadn’t made us stop for yogurt first Collin!” I said, suppressing a giggle.
I finally gave in to the laughter brewing inside me. Jason and Collin looked at me funny. They were probably deciding whether they should send me to a mental hospital right then or first thing after the concert.
"Don't go psycho on us Young," Jason said, Collin nodding behind him. I stopped laughing abruptly and scowled.
"There we go, much better," Collin said. I tried to keep the scowl on my face, but a couple seconds later the laughter burst out. Jason and Collin looked at each other and then burst out laughing. We all sat there for a few minutes laughing like maniacs, when suddenly I realized that people were giving us dirty looks. I stopped at once. Slowly noticing, Collin and Jason did the same. We grabbed our stuff and ran.
"Oh my gosh, I've never had so much fun in my life!" I exclaimed as we entered the venue. It was a fairly nice place with a huge stage and lots of space. I put my things down on the stage. And hoisted myself up onto it
"I know, right?" Collin said. "I thought someone was going to call the cops on us or something. Judging by the looks on their faces, you'd think we killed someone."
"Yeah. You'd think," Jason said, clearly thinking about something.
"Quit thinking so hard Jason! You'll hurt yourself; your brain needs to go slowly. Think a little, then a bit more, and so on," Collin told Jason.
"Huh?" Jason asked, looking up at Collin. They looked at each other for a few moments, then Collin finally responded.
"Never mind. You're obviously not qualified to hear my brilliance." I laughed.
"What brilliance?" I asked. "All I see is," I jumped off the stage and peered in his ear, "well, nothing, really." Collin smacked me in the face. I staggered backwards, pretending to be in serious pain. "Oh. He got me!" I said, jokingly.
"Yeah, yeah." Jason said. "Let's do our soundcheck." I plugged my violin in to the amplifier.They got the piano and brought it in, then went back out to get the drum set. I plugged up the keyboard, made sure everything was in place and there weren't any cords to trip over.
"Ready?" Collin asked. Jason and I nodded. "One, two, a one two three four!" We started playing Moon Trance. I spun around the stage, then leapt into the air. After the song was over, I heard applause from a corner.
"Um, if you're here for the concert, it starts in seven hours," I said uneasily. Something was setting me off about this. The door had been locked.
"I'm the manager of this venue," the man said, his voice young and clear. I breathed a sigh of relief. I hopped of the stage and walked over there to say hello. As I got closer, I noticed he wasn't wearing a name tag. Then, when I was only a few feet away, I noted her was the shadows, where I couldn't see his face. As I extended my arm, I realized I still had my violin and bow in my hand.
"Sorry about that," I said, nervous. I switched them over to my left hand. I extended it again. As I did, he grabbed my arm and yanked me into the shadow. I screamed.
"Follow us, and I’ll make sure she won’t be back after the show," he said to Jason and Collin, who were frozen in fear.
“Okay,” squeaked Jason. Collin nodded just barely beside him.
Now that I was near him, I could see he was young, maybe in his early twenties. I'd definitely heard his voice somewhere. I just couldn’t place it. I might have thought he was kind of handsome too, if he hadn’t been trying to kidnap me. He began to drag me over to one of the back doors. I put my heels down, trying to stall so Jason and Collin could call the cops. Unfortunately, he was at least five or six inches taller then me, and stronger. I might have been a few years older than him, but he made up for it in strength, height, and weight. He easily pulled me to the door. Right as we got to the door, I heard Collin say, "We can't follow, Jason!"
Then there were sparks everywhere as the everything shorted out. The power all turned off, giving complete darkness. Then I was yanked through the door, and the door slammed shut. I tried to open it to get back in, but there was no door handle. I heard laughter behind me and turned around. He was holding the handle and a screwdriver and smirking.
“Do you really think I’m that stupid?” he asked. I rolled my eyes.
“Um, you’re attempting a kidnapping in broad daylight, my coworkers and friends just witnessed it, and you don’t have any back-up,” I retorted. He narrowed his eyes. I immediately knew my honesty was a mistake. I started to walk around the building to get back inside.
“You so sure about the back-up?” he spat. With that three other guys came from behind the bushes and grabbed me from behind, stopping me in my tracks. I struggled to get out of their grip, when I realized they looked vaguely familiar too. That’s when I knew who it was.
“You’re Liam Green,” I said. He smiled.
“About time you figured it out, Jane,” he said, saying my name like we were friends. I gave him a questioning look. “Hello? You’re a big YouTube star now. Like I wouldn’t know your name?” He said it like it was obvious.
“Right. Look, I’d love to stay and chat, but I’ve got work to do for my concert.” I told him, trying to walk away.
“Yeah. Good luck with that,” Liam said. “You’re entire stage area’s a mess now because of that perfectly timed fuse blow.” He was now grinning from ear to ear.
“Like I said, love to stay and chat. Love to, but can’t, because I know have even more work to do, thanks to you,” I said, clutching my violin, Augustus, to my chest.
“Uh huh,” Liam sounded bored. It was obvious that he wasn’t. “Tell you what,” he began.
“Oh no,” I spat. “I’m not falling for any of that. You’re going to make some crazy deal that’ll be rigged, and I’ll look like a fool for trying.” I struggled against the hands that held me back, being careful not to damage Augustus or my bow.
“John, Greg, Sean, let her go,” he said. Immediately all the hands fell. I walked forward, not wanting to be close to any of them.
"Look, I don't know what you want from me, but I'm out," I told them. The one Liam called John just laughed.
"Right, because you totally have any say in this," John said. I rolled my eyes. Then I remembered I had my cellphone in my back pocket. I reached for it, only to find it was gone. I heard more laughter. I spun around.
"Looking for this?" The guy named Greg said, tossing my phone into the dumpster beside him.
"Hey!" I yelled. "That was my phone!"
"Not anymore. Now it's the rats." Sean said. "You're more then welcome to go get it. We'll just split and run."
"I'm done," I said. "I've got a show to run." I started trying to walk away for the third time and immediately I felt someone grab my hand. I started kicking and trying to break free, when it occurred to me that I'd never be able to beat these guys in a fight. I started screaming instead. The last thing I saw was Liam nodding. Then there was nothing.
"Dude, what the heck?" Jason asked Collin. "You're the tech expert."
"I have no idea what could have caused this, unless someone was outside messing with the electrical box to create a distraction. You know, that guy sounded an awful lot like that guy, what's his name? Liam something," Collin responded.
"Green?" asked Jason. Collin nodded. But we don't have any proof it was him."
"I know. I'm just saying it sounded suspiciously like him. I've got a gut feeling."
"The police would say not to tamper with the evidence."
"I know. I'm going to go look at the fuse and electrical boxes anyway." Collin started walking to the door where he had taken Jane.
"If it'll bring Jane back, I'm one hundred percent all for it. Go look."
"Okay. You coming?"
"Alright. I'll come with. Hey, do you hear screaming?"
They threw open the door only to see Jane being limply dragged into a car. One of them had Augustus.
"Hey! Let's get out of here! There's the pianist and percussion guy!" A guy yelled.
"That's him! It's Liam Green!" Collin told Jason.
"Let's split!" The guy who had Augustus yelled. They all piled into the car and it drove off, tires screeching.
"Think we got all the evidence needed?" Collin turned and asked Jason.
"What do you think?" Jason returned.
"I think we need to become temporary police officers. Investigate a bit more," Collin said, smiling.
"I think I agree with you," Jason said, smiling back.
“Call the cops and let them know she’s missing first?”
“Call the cops and let them know she’s missing.”
I woke up in a small black car with tinted windows. I sat up and rubbed my head, which was pounding. As I sat up I saw John and Greg sitting next to me. So it wasn't a dream.
"So what's the next 'Dear Liam' going to be called?" Greg asked Liam, who was driving.
"No idea, but I've got to start filming today," Liam replied.
"Great!" John said. "I like filming over at your place." Everyone but me murmured in agreement.
"It's like in not even here," I whispered to myself, glad to be ignored. I saw that Augustus was in a seat and immediately relaxed. At least I still had one thing that brought me joy. I smiled for the first time since this ordeal began.
I picked him up and sat down on the seat. I played the first song that popped into my head- Lucky Me. As I played I felt lighter than air and free as a bird, even though I wasn't. As soon as I finished playing, I noticed everyone had stopped talking and was now staring at me, except for Liam, who was still driving.
"Oh. Um, go back to talking about whatever it was you were talking about?" I said, my voice tight with nervousness. Everyone kept on staring at me. "Stop staring at me!"
"That," began John. "Was,"
"Amazing," finished Greg. I blushed.
“Aww,” I said, still blushing. “Thanks.”
I sat there for about ten seconds before the chatter resumed as if none of that conversation ever happened. Then I thought of something. Follow us and I'm make sure she's not back after the show Liam had said. Maybe I’d go back to Collin and Jason afterwards, but I’d miss my show. The more I thought about, the more I realized how desperately I needed a nap. My eyes closed and I fell asleep.
"Anything?" Collin asked Jason, who was in the process of dumpster diving. He popped his head out.
"Nothing. All trash," Jason responded, and dove back in. "Wait a minute! I found Jane's phone!"
"You sure it's hers?" Collin asked. In answer, Jason pulled out his phone and called it. It rang. Jason hung up." Okay, it's hers." The phone rang again.
"Did you seriously call it again?" Collin said.
"No... and it's a private number." Jason answered
"Answer it!" Collin yelled.
"Hello?" Jason said into the phone after turning it on speaker.
"I see you're onto us. If you dare call the cops again or try and track us down, Jane's not coming back after the concert. At all. I know where you are," a voice said.
"Yeah? Well, we're going to find her before you can do whatever you plan to do- Liam Green," Collin yelled. Jason climbed out of the trash and stood next to him.
"How do you know I'm Liam? I could just have a similar voice," Liam replied.
"Seriously? Oh, and Naruto stinks. Terrible show, you know," Jason said. Liam scoffed.
"Naruto is the best show ever! John- the pianist guy, Jason, just said Naruto stinks! I know!" Liam yelled.
"It does," Collin said. "And I'm leaving a comment on every video that you kidnapped Jane."
"You have no proof it was me. I can deny everything. The Greenholics will support me," Liam retorted.
"Aha! You just admitted you're Liam Green!" Jason said.
"Did too!" Collin chimed in. There was a groan.
"We need to execute The Plan! They're onto us! Good," Liam said to someone near him. Well, even if that's so, you're not going to be able to prove anything!"
"Jane's phone records all calls," Jason piped up. "Take that, Liam!"
"It does what? Liam and a feminine voice on the line said in unison.
"Jane!" Collin said happily. "You're alive!"
"Of course I'm alive. Why wouldn't I?" she said.
"Really? Why wouldn't you be?" Collin said.
"Never mind. My phone does what now?" Jane asked.
"Well, um, Jason and I downloaded an app that records all your calls as a prank," he started. "But it might've saved you this time!"
“Seriously, why? Just-” she began, and was interrupted.
“Take that phone out!” Liam spat angrily
Suddenly Sean appeared out of nowhere.
"Give me the phone, or we will be forced to fight," Sean said.
"Come and get it!" Jason said, throwing the phone to him. "Nah, just kidding."
"That was easy," he said, puzzled. "There's something wrong
Collin looked at Jason, who flashed the tiny micro SD card from her phone at him. It held all the call recordings.
"Well, there's no point in wondering," Sean said. He threw the phone on the floor and stomped on it. "There," he said, picking up the remains.
"Aww. There goes my weekend," Collin joked. "I was going to fix that, but now I can't."
"And sadly, that was your weekend," Jason said, laughing. Collin punched him in the arm. "Oh, it hurts so much!" Jason said, being sarcastic.
"Whatever," said Sean. "I'm out."
After he left, Collin whispered, "That was easy."
"That takes care of that," said Liam, a thin smile on his face.
"Yeah, well, I know Jason and Collin, and they'll find a way to get here! And they'll do it before the show." I said, struggling against John and Greg, who had to physically restrain me to keep me from grabbing Liam's phone and telling Collin and Jason everything. Then Liam had taken Augustus and held him above the fireplace to keep me in line during the conversation. "Now let go of me you fiends!"
"Now, let's not fight," Liam began. I fought even more.
"You're physically restraining me, and you're telling me not to fight?" I asked, completely astounded by his asinine comment.
"Yes, or we throw your violin in the fireplace, " Liam said, holding Augustus closer to the fire.
"Okay! Okay, okay, I'll stop!" I yelled. "Just please give me Augustus," I said. "I'll do anything, just please don't put him in the fire." I stopped fighting. Liam placed Augustus on the table beside me. I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you."
"Now, what are we going to do with you for the few hours we have you?" Liam asked. I shrugged. "That was a rhetorical question, Jane."
"Oh. Can you please let go of me?" I asked. Liam nodded and they let go. I sat down on the floor and picked up Augustus. I made sure he was in perfect condition and put him down again.
"The answer is simple. Put you in the storage room with all the light bulbs and candles. And, to make it fun, we'll hide this," Liam pointed to Augustus, "in one of the boxes."
"You wouldn't dare but me in a basement!" I gasped.
"Storage room, " Liam corrected.
"Whatever," I said, rolling my eyes.
"And yes, we would," he crossed the room and opened a door beneath a rug. John grabbed me and started trying to pull me in. I put my heels down and tried to stay there. Then everything disappeared again.
"You sure it's on there?" Collin asked Jason. He nodded.
"I'm sure." Jason said.
"Okay," and the police will believe us?"
"Yes! I'm sure!"
"There's the police station," Jason said, pointing at it. "Let's go."
"Alright." Collin replied, his mouth as dry as sawdust. They entered and went up to the counter.
"Hi, I'm Jason Jasonati, and this is my friend and co worker Collin Steen," Jason started.
"And we came with some information on the Jane Young case," Collin finished. The officer behind the counter looked up at them.
“Do you have any identification, such as a drivers license ?” she asked. A name tag identified her as Officer Lancaster. In answer Jason reached into his pocket and produced his license. She nodded. “Come on back.” They followed. “You said you had information on Miss Young’s case?
“Yeah,” Jason said. “She was kidnapped a few hours ago, and we have a show in about-” Jason looked at an invisible watch- “two or three hours.”
“Oh,” Officer Lancaster said, shaking her head. “You said you were the only witnesses?”
“Yes,” Collin answered, nodding his head.
“We have evidence,” Jason added quickly.
“Really?” Officer Lancaster perked up.”Let me see.” She held out her hand. Jason reached into his pocket to find the SD card missing.
“Uh, just a second,” he said, panicked.
“Tell me you did not lose it!” Collin stage yelled.
“Wait, here it is,” Jason said, reaching into his back pocket. He pulled it out with a flourish.
“Oh, okay,” Officer Lancaster said, obviously relieved. She put the card into a reader and connected it to a computer.
“Most recent call, aha! There it is,” Collin pointed. She hit the play button.
“Thank you Lord,” Jason whispered under his breath.
“Wait, I don’t hear anything,” Collin said, confused.
“Ringing, remember? It records from the first ring,” Jason reminded.
“Shush!” Officer Lancaster said as Jason’s recorded voice began to speak.
They listened to the conversation in silence. When the call ended, it was Collin who broke the silence.
“So, is this enough evidence?” he asked, clearly nervous.
“I agree, this call is very suspicious. It’s enough evidence to question Mr. Green, but not enough to arrest him. You got anything else, like pictures?” the officer asked. Collin shook his head.
“Wait! I set up my phone to record the entire concert!” Jason exclaimed. “I wanted us to be able to look back down the road and see where we started and where we are then. Here!” He pulled out his phone and opened the video. It began with them doing the soundcheck, and ended with them running out the door to see Jane being lifted into the car. Liam was clearly in the video.
“Well, I think we have enough evidence to both question and search his house. If we find anything, we’ll let you know,” Officer Lancaster said. “We might even have enough to detain him. You said he stole the phone?”
“Yeah, but one of his henchmen smashed it and ran away with it,” Collin said.
“Okay. We’re on this case. We’ll go search Mr. Green’s house and see if we find any sign of Miss Young.”
“Could we come?” Jason asked, wanting to see the look on his face when they found Jane.
“Sorry, but no. Only police are allowed to attend searches. You could stand outside, I guess, but you couldn’t step foot in the house, or you’d be a suspect,” she answered.
“Oh, of course,” Jason said, disappointed.
“But, you could see Miss Young, should she be in the house, when she comes out. I’ll allow a meet-n-greet, but then we’d have to take her downtown to question her.”
“Sounds good,” Collin piped up.
“Great! You guys go get in your car and follow us,” the officer said.
“Okay. Jane, here we come!” Collin shouted, getting him looks from everyone in the room. “Sorry.”
I woke up in a small room. I immediately stood up, wanting to find a way out. I looked around to find several coal chutes, or so they looked. I walked up to one, finding it was boarded up. It didn’t budge. I walked up to another, and found that the door slid open. My heart leapt, then fell. There was a brick wall behind the door. Then I noticed there was a there were boxes everywhere.
“Should you find a way out, you can leave. However, the chances are slim. Your violin is hidden in a box. The rest hold candles and light bulbs. Have fun!” said Greg. I looked around, trying to find where the voice came from. “Oh, by the way, we’re using an intercom system.” Then there was laughter.
I groaned. There were at least a hundred different boxes. I walked around, opening them. One held candles, another held light bulbs, and yet another held... packing peanuts? That’s weird, I thought. I dug through, and I felt something that was thin and wooden with string. Don’t get your hopes up, I told myself. I dug through some more and found a stick with yarn on it. I heard even more laughter.
I set out all of the candles and light bulbs on their wooden boxes. After a while all of them were out, except the one box left. I walked over and opened it. I found Augustus and the bow under paper shavings. I brushed them off and found a lighter underneath. It was ridiculously dark, so I lit the candles. I could tell it was a basement type area now that I could see the walls and floors. I noticed a string hanging from the ceiling. I looked up and saw a small string hanging from a trap door. I reached for it. Dang it, I thought, seeing it was just above my head. I heard whispering on the system.
“I thought I told you to hide the string!” hissed Greg.
“How was I supposed to know she’d find the lighter?” Sean retorted. I wonder when he got here, and how they know what I’m doing, I pondered. Then it hit me. They had cameras down here. Whatever. Let’s just get out of here. I leapt up to reach for the string. I couldn’t reach it. I took the candles off a box near me and set them on the floor. I pushed it over to the string and climbed on it. I yanked, expecting to see light. I probably would have, except the it didn’t budge. My heart fell for the hundredth time in the past three or four hours? It couldn’t be that late. I shook the thoughts from my head. I put all my weight onto the string. It still didn’t move. I began to panic. My heart began to race, and my breathing became shallower. What if I couldn’t get out, what if they never intended to let me go? Then I heard a someone knocking on the door.
“It’s probably Liam and John with the pizza. I got it,” Greg said. I heard him throw open the door. “Can I help you?”
“I’ve been informed that a Miss Jane Young has been missing for the past several hours. Some informants have told us you were the last people to be in contact with her,” a female voice said, getting louder. I grabbed Augustus off the crate and prepared to play.
“Hey guys, how’s-” I heard Liam and John walk through the door. “Um, what’s going on?”
“I’m Officer Lancaster. Sit please,” she said. I gasped. “What was that?” she asked.
“Uh, I’ve got the hiccups,” Greg said.
“Okay,” she said, like she didn’t believe him. I heard a hissing sound and saw a mist like spray coming from nowhere. I instantly knew what it as for. I grabbed Augustus as fast as I could and began to play the first thing that came to mind- Song of the Ponded Fish.
“What’s that?” I heard her ask. I kept playing. My body began to feel heavy. I fought the urge to lie down and sleep.
“That’s our surround sound system. It doesn’t work very well,” Liam said. I felt like I weighed a ton. I began to slow down. The floor waved up and down, and nothing was straight.
“Help!” I screamed. I collapsed onto the ground and watched saw a worried face peer from above. I gasped for breath, and then I watched everything swim away into nothingness.
“Oh my gosh!” Collin heard Officer Lancaster say from inside. He threw open the door and saw her lifting Jane out of a basement. She was a mess. Jane’s hair was knotted and tangled, she had bruises up and down her arms, her dress was ripped and torn, and she was unconscious. Collin felt Jason come up beside him.
“What did they do to her in the four hours she was here?” Jason said, visibly shaking. “What the heck happened?” Liam stood up, walked over to the door, and slammed it in their faces. Collin tried to open the door, but it was locked.
“Get your hands off of me!” Officer Lancaster shouted. Then there was a thud. The door opened. “I need a doctor ASAP!” she said into her phone.
Within a couple of minutes, an ambulance pulled up into the driveway. The medical technicians walked past Collin and Jason as if they weren’t even there. They came out with Jane and Liam on stretchers. It took Jason everything inside him not to hit him.
“You’re more than welcome to sit in the back with Jane, if you want. I don’t think she’s seriously injured, but we’ll take her in to make sure she’s okay.” said one of the technicians. “You want to? I’m sure you’re the first people she’d want to see.” Jason and Collin nodded. “Great. Let me get her in the back, and then you two can hop in.
“She’ll be alright?” Jason squeaked. The technician nodded.
“She’ll be okay.”
“I’ll go get the violin,” Collin said.
“Okay,” Jason replied.
I woke up to my heart racing. I was in yet another place I didn’t recognize. I instantly tried to sit up, and felt someone’s hand holding mine. “Don’t touch me! Leave me alone!” I screamed, yanking my hand out of theirs.
“Jane, it’s okay! Jane, it’s me, Jason, and Collin’s right here. You’re okay; it’s okay,” I heard someone say. I turned my head and found myself looking into Jason’s green eyes.
“Jason?” I asked, shocked.
“Yup, and here’s the a-dork-able Collin,” he said, moving to the side. Collin traded places with him.
“Jane!” he exclaimed.
“Collin!” I replied.
“Jason!” Jason broke in. I laughed.
“So, when did you guys get here?” I asked.
“Uh, we came with the cops. We alerted them of your disappearance, and found some evidence that proved those guys did it,” Collin answered. I smiled.
“I knew you guys would,” I said. “So, where are we exactly?”
“On our way to the hospital, just so they can look you over and make sure you’re alright,” Jason said.
“Why would they need to look me over? I’m totally fine!” I said, sitting up.
“Uh, have you looked in the mirror lately?” Collin asked. I rolled my eyes. “You have bruises all over your arms and a couple on your face, your dress is torn and dirty, you have several bumps on your head, and you were unconscious for about five minutes.”
“What time is it?” I asked quickly.
“What?” Collin asked.
“What. Time. Is. It?” I asked again, slower this time.
“Five o’clock, on the dot,” Jason answered.
“Our show!” I exclaimed.
“Calm down, there’s still an hour,” Collin said. “We need to get you looked at first.”
“Fine,” I said. I turned around. “Oh hey, when did you get here?” I asked the medics on the other side of me.
“We’ve been here,” said one of them. She looked hurt.
“Sorry, I didn’t see you,” I said, feeling bad.
“It’s okay, we know you’ve been through a lot in the past few hours,” she replied. I nodded. I realized I was really tired.
“Can I go to sleep?” I asked, even though I’d probably spent more of those six hours out cold then awake. I stifled a yawn.
“Sure, I guess,” said the male medic. He looked at the female as if to question. She nodded. “Yeah, go ahead.”
“Thanks,” I said. I turned over to Jason and Collin. “Thanks for coming for me.”
“You know we’d do anything for you Jane,” Jason said. Collin nodded.
“Of course,” I said with a faint smile. As we pulled into the hospital, I fell asleep.
“I can’t tell you how relieved I am we found her. I mean, if that’s what she looked like after four hours, then I can’t imagine how she’d have looked after a day!” Collin said to Jason.
“I know. Those creeps,” Jason agreed.
“I hope she’s okay.”
“Great news!” said the doctor, coming out. “She’s completely fine. You can do your show.”
“Oh thank you Lord!” said Collin. “She’s okay!”
“You can go in and talk to her,” the doctor said.
“Great,” Jason said. He walked in behind Collin and saw no one there.
“What the-” started Collin. Jason elbowed him. “Where’d she go?”
“Oh! Wrong room!” said the doctor. She laughed nervously.
“Don’t scare us like that!” said Collin.
“Sorry, she’s in the room to the left of the one you walked into,” said the doctor, pointing to it.
“Talk about a heart attack,” Jason mumbled to Collin.
“Tell me about it,” Collin whispered back.
I saw Jason and Collin walking into the room and immediately perked up. I had already gotten dressed in a new outfit for the show and was tying my shoes. I stood up and walked over to them.
“Hi!” I said, giving Collin a hug. I went to Jason and did the same.
“Hey, how you feeling?” Jason asked.
“Well, I was going to say ‘never better’, but not having such bruised arms would be better,” I told him. “So, pretty good.”
“You still up for the show?” Collin asked.
“You better believe it!” I said, stretching.
“So, what happened over there?” asked Jason, pointing to my arms, which were now mostly covered by a three-quarter length tee shirt. I shrugged.
“You remember when we were on the phone?” I said.
“That’s when I snatched the chip that had the call recordings,” Jason said.
“Yeah, still not happy about that, but I forgive you, on the grounds you probably saved my life,” I replied. “Anyway, a couple of those guys- I don’t remember who- grabbed me and to keep me from snatching the phone and telling you guys everything. Then Liam grabbed Augustus-” I stopped.
“What? What’s wrong?” Collin asked.
“Where’s Augustus?” I asked.
“Collin ran in the basement deal and grabbed him. He’s in the waiting room along with our stuff,” Jason said.
“Okay. Thank you Collin. So, then Liam grabbed Augustus and literally held him over the fireplace. While it was burning.”
“No!” gasped Collin.
“Yeah. And then one of the other guys- John, I think his name was- tried to yank me into the basement- storage room- and when I dug my heels into the ground, they knocked me out. And I woke up inside the basement. After someone came in the house, I started making noise, and the next thing I knew, they were trying to knock me out with some gas. I started playing Song of the Ponded Fish for as long as I could, and then I passed out. I woke up and saw you two, and you know it from there.”
“Yikes,” Jason said.
“Ready to go?” I asked. Collin nodded.
“Yeah, let’s go,” Jason said.
“We’re going to have to walk though,” Collin said.
“Okay,” I said.
“It’s a long walk,” Jason warned.
“Okay,” I said again.
“Alright, let’s go,” Collin said, starting towards the door.
“Okay,” I said a third time. Jason gave me a weird look. “What?”
“Nothing,” he mumbled, looking at me intently.
“Alrighty then,” I said, slightly confused by Jason’s behavior. I started walking to the door, Jason and Collin behind me.
As Jane, Collin and I walked to the venue, I couldn’t help but notice how different she was acting. She just wasn’t her usual bubbly self. As Collin pushed open the doors, I wondered what had become of Liam and his crew. The second we stepped into the large almost empty room, I realized I didn’t have to wait very long. As soon as Collin pushed open the door and we all stepped near the stage, I saw them. One quick glance at Jane said that she did too, that I wasn't hallucinating or going mad from the events of the past four hours. Jane shrunk back behind me and instantly seemed less than half her size. She looked so cute and... scratch that.
"What are you doing here?" asked Collin, tensing up. I did the same, angry with them for kidnapping Jane, angry with them for hurting her, angry at them for causing Collin and I to panic, angry with them for everything.
"I told you they'd be curious," said one guy, who sat next to Liam.
"Shut it Derek," Liam said, hopping off the stage and walking over to us. I instinctively pushed Jane behind me, not wanting anything to happen to her.
"I said, 'what are you doing here?'" Collin said, clenching his teeth.
"Who said I have to answer?" Liam retorted, his voice dripping like honey- thick and too sweet.
"It'd be the least you could do, given what you've done today alone," I spat. I glared at him.
"Ah. Easy. We made a convincing case, see. Just have to go for a trial in a week. But last I checked," Liam said, smirking at us. "That was none of your business, was it?"
"Maybe not, but still," I replied, my voice surprisingly calm, considering the fact that's not what I was feeling- not in the least.
"Yeah. Maybe it's not our business," Jane said, coming out from behind me, "but I don't care. I forgive you for what you did, but it was wrong all the same." By now she was over next to Liam, and talking face to face with him.
"Oh? He asked, his mouth curving into a sly smile. I immediately knew something was up.
"'Oh?'" She asked. "That's it?"
"Jane..." I started, nervous that Liam was about to do something that could potentially harm her.
"Not now Jason," Jane said, not even looking at me. "Yes, it was wrong, and it was a very stupid thing to do."
Collin interrupted. "Jane, I think you should-"
"Shh! I am in the middle of a monologue!" she hissed. Liam rolled his eyes.
"Yeah whatever, Jane," he said, saying her name like it was a bad taste in his mouth. She glared at him.
"Liam, just finish whatever you're her to do," I said, walking up to Jane and pushing her behind me. She placed her head on my shoulder and stared over it.
"I will. But first, I need to speak with Jane. Alone," he said. I shook my head.
"Not happening," Collin and I said in unison.