(Yes, cursing is fine)
Colton sighed and rubbed at his face, his muscles aching and sore. Even moving an arm hurt but there was nothing he could do. He had no money for painkillers and his parents wouldn’t give him any so live with the pain he would. He let out a pained groaned, muffled by his hands and kept walking.
(I'm so srry I haven't responded in so long, forgive me pls)
Jeremiah sighed and put his book away, knowing he would have ended up doing that sooner or later. After putting the bookmark where it was supposed to go, he let the book sit by his side as he looked around his phone for no reason in particular.
(It’s fine, I’ve been busy anyways)
After a little while of walking, Colton saw another guy, sitting by himself. He wasn’t much for social interaction but something about the guy intrigued him, so he walked over, “Hey there.”
Jeremiah looked up from his phone and at a man. Who looks very pretty. "Oh, um, hey." He said quickly, looking a bit awkward. He quickly turned off his phone and put it away.
“Sorry for bothering you and all,” Colton rubbed at the back of his neck, “But uh, I just thought you looked lonely and wanted to see if you needed any company.” He shrugged a shoulder.
"Oh-It's fine and you can sit here if you want to," Jeremiah said happily, quickly moving to the side and moving his stuff to give him more space. Please don't call me, please don't call me, please don't call me. Please Carter, I'll do anything.
Colton cracked a smile and sat down next to the boy, taking a minute to admire him before speaking again, “I’m Colton, or Cole,” He crossed his legs, “And you might be?”
"Nice to meet you, I'm Jeremiah," Jeremiah introduced himself, a small smile on his face. Just then his phone beeped, sigalling that someone had texted him. I swear to fucking god if that's Carter, I will end her. "I'm sorry, just give me a sec." He said, quickly picking up his phone to see who texted him, it was Carter. That's it, she's dead.
Colton chuckled, “Ehe, it’s fine,” He leaned forward onto his elbows, which were resting on his knees, “So, Jeremiah, what are you doing out here so late?”
The message was short and simple, yet it made a huge effect on him, it said. I have Carter, come to {address} or she dies. He looked up at the guy sitting next to him. "I was out here for no reason but I actually have to-um-go somewhere…I'm sorry."
Colton frowned a little, “It’s fine Mr Mysterious, don’t apologise. Here,” He quickly pulled a pen out of his pocket and grabbed Jeremiah’s arm, scribbling his number down with -Cole x after it, “If you ever wanna hang out or anything just text, you seem cool.”
Jeremiah yelped when he was pulled down and glanced at the number on his arm. "O-Oh, t-thank you. I-I'm gonna go now, sorry again…" He stuttered out awkwardly, quickly walking away which soon turned into a sprint to the address that he was sent. After a few moments, he realized he had left his book behind but he couldn't care less, his sister was more important.
Something was off and Colton was tell. He also noticed that Jeremiah has left his book. In a last minute decision, he grabbed the boys book and followed shortly behind him, staying out of the way so he wasn’t noticed.
Jeremiah kept running quickly, checking his phone to see if the person had sent him anything else. He made it to the address in a few minutes and looked around aimlessly, he was in a dark alley and no one was here. "Carter, where are you? This better not be a joke." He called out, knowing how stupid he was but he was desperate to try and find out if Carter was okay or not.
Colton swallowed. This was strange and weird. What was Jeremiah up too? He was hot so he wasn’t gonna pass up on a chance to see where Mr Mysterious was going but something about this felt off.
Jeremiah felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, making him clutch the back of his head as he fell onto his knees. "We've got him, sir." Was all he heard someone say behind him as he fell onto the ground and passed out. The man that had hit Jeremiah picked him up and threw him over his shoulder then headed through the alley.
“Hey! Uh, put him down!” Colton stepped out from his hiding spot, swallowing his nervous down to the pits of his stomach. What the He,l was even going on?! Who would want to kidnap a teenage boy?
The man turned around and glared heavily at the boy. "What the hell are you doing here?" He questioned, glancing at Jeremiah every few minutes to make sure he wasn't going to wake up.
“I followed Jeremiah, obviously.” He replied, taking a small step backwards, “A-And you shouldn’t be trying to kidnap him so put him down already.”
"Do you even know anything about him except his name?" He asked, glancing at his clock to check the time. He really should be going, he sighed as he took a step backwards. "Look, kid, I'm not trying to kidnap him and why do you even care?"
Colton blinked, “B-Because I can care. What are you doing with him anyway? If you’re not kidnapping then why drag him into an alleyway and knock him out?” He crossed his arms.
"It's none of your business, kid. Now leave before I knock you out too." He threatened, still glaring at the man.
“It is my business because I was trying to flirt with him and he ran off for this!” Colton frowned.
Jeremiah stirred a little, trying to figure out why his head hurt so much. "I don't give a damn if you were flirting with him." The man growled, glancing at Jeremiah and realizing he was starting to wake up. "Look, I really have to go so are you going to leave or do I have to knock you out too?"
“You’re gonna have to knock me out too.” Colton narrowed his eyes at him and tried to feign confidence, “I’m not leaving him.”
The man sighed annoyingly as he set Jeremiah against a wall and took out the rod he used to knock out Jeremiah, there were flecks of blood here and there from other people. He swung the rod at Cole's head, wanting to get this over with.
Colton stumbled back a few steps once he was hit. His head throbbed with pain and he could see black spots in his vision. He soon collapsed.
Jeremiah had fully woken up but his head was still throbbing painfully as he stayed where he was. The man sighed in relief as he looked at Jeremiah, hitting him in the head again and making him lose consciousness once again. He left Cole there as he picked up Jeremiah and went to where he was going to go.
Cole stayed in the dark alleyway for about twenty minutes as he’d been hit pretty hard. Once he awoke, he awoke with a groan and a throbbing headache. He clutched the wall as he stood shakily, his mind processing what had just happened,
Jeremiah's eyes fluttered open as he looked around, he was shoved into a corner of a dark room. Carter was in the middle and a different man was in front of her, holding a knife to her throat. "S-Stop!" He yelled loudly, trying to get up but realizing his hands and feet were tied together.
