Come Find Me (editing before I complete)

Chapter 6

 JESS: I don't know why, but when I upload the spaces are big. like last chapter for instance :@

So school started today, but I didn't want to go, so for me it stars tomorrow.

And this year is REALLY important for me. I'm trying to get into a selective senior school, it's so cool. You don't have a school uniform,you have lockers, student carpark, tafe and college courses, it's realy cool. and I NEED to get in. I'll try uploading more than usual. But when I have exams, assignments, etc etc I'm going to try and avoid wattpad completely.

I've been depressed as well lately, there has been a lot of problems with my friends and stuff going on with my family.

NOT THE MENTION my birthday is in 4 days :S

Anyway enough of that, here's Chapter 6

 Picture of Fatty AKA George to the side-->

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“You were right, I don’t like this.” I grunted hanging off of my kidnappers shoulders.

“Be quiet. You supposed to be knocked out.” He scolded.

“You better not fart.” I said as my head bobbed up and down against his lower back.

“If you stay quiet I won’t.”

“Don’t even think about threatening me with that!” I whispered roughly.

“Shut up then and I won’t. Come on, he’s going to hear.”

“Ok, calm your pants.” I said as I closed my eyes and put on a sleeping façade.

“My pants are very calm thank you very much.” He teased.

I resisted the urge to kick him as we descended down the pull out stairs. I still had to ask him how he had opened it with no string to pull down on.

“George, I found her.” He called out as we entered the basement.

“Finally, how far did she go?” I heard fatty-George- ask taking a deep, strained breath between every few words.

“Not far. I caught up to her but she put up a mean fight the little brat.” I pinched the back of his leg as he said brat.

He didn’t even wince.

“Tie her up good this time, it better be tight. And use duct tape as well! She better not escape again.” He warned and I could hear the ‘or else’ in the way he spoke.

“Alright, did you call Amberley?” He asked as he slowly lowered me to the ground. I tried making my body look limp and fell down on my side as he loosely, yet firmly tied the rope around my legs, before holding me upright and tying my waist and arms, then going over the rope in duct tape.