Kidnapped

So heres Chapter 9....

Enjoy!

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“Now what do we do, Harry?” I groan as we walk down the sidewalk.  At least we got one of the boys back.  Two down, three more to go.

“Hey, its Louie’s turn to come up with a plan!” He says, pushing his buggy of cats.

“THE TOMO IS ON IT!” Louis yells and dances across the sidewalk. 

Harry grins at him and I just shake my head. Crazy bromance.  We turn the corner and Louis runs into a lawn chair. He trips and ends up sprawled out in some hippie ladies lap.  Lawn chairs are scattered around the sidewalk in front of a light orange Volkswagen hippie van. 

“Well, hello there!” Louis says nervously.

The lady doesn’t even look at him, just continues smoking whatever it is she’s smoking. I rush over and pull Louis out of her lap and look around at the other hippie people.  They wear tie-died shirts and have nasty looking dreadlocks. 

“'Ello, could you maybe, give us a ride?” Louis says. I look at him like he’s insane.

“The ride to freedom is a costly one.” The hippie lady mutters, still not looking at us. 

“What’s she talking about?” Harry whispers.

“I think she wants money…” I whisper back.

“We just want a ride to this beach house.” Louis says, confused.

“You well not find freedom and happiness there, fellow.” A hippie guy says, standing up and walking over to Louis.  “You’ll find it in here.” He pokes Louis in the chest.

“No-“  I start but the hippie dude cuts me off.

“Yes, young one, yes.” He says, raising a eyebrow at me.

“No, weird hippie dude, no.” I snap back.

“You well never find happiness-“  he starts but I cut him off.

“I don’t want happiness! I want a ride in your van!” I scream.

“Young one you are incorrect-“  He starts but I scream in frustration and grab a cat out of Harry’s cart and throw it at the guy. 

It misses him and Harry screams, “YOU EVIL WOMAN!” and dives after the cat.

 Harry lands on the ground hard, misses the cat by a few yards and army crawls after it.  The hippie lady jumps up and grabs it before he can grab it and stares at me with wide eyes.

“IT’S A SIGN!” the hippie dude yells and bows down at my feet and does weird swaying. I push him a little with my foot.

  I grab Louis’s arm and say “Louis….”

“Just go with it.” he says, grinning.

“Err…um…yes a sign. A sign that you should give me your van.” I say, trying to sound hypnotizing.

“Everything has a cost, nothing is free.” The hippie dude mummers.

“Okay…?” I say.  I really wish I could speak hippie…

“Give us the cats and the van is yours.” The hippie lady says, stroking the cat, while Harry whines in defeat at her feet.

“Sure-“  I start, pushing the cart towards her.

“NO!” Harry screams, jumping to his feet.

“What? You were just going to throw them at a crazy chick!” I say, confused.

“BUT THAT WAS FOR LOUIS! I have Louis now.” He pouts.

“If you don’t hand over the cats or I’m going to run away with Louis.” I say, hooking my arm with Louis’s.  Louis grins down at me with an evil glint in his eye.