A young man no older than 15 years of age meets this girl on an online dating app. She's British and 13, he's American. Being far away from one another doesn't stop their relationship from growing.
Now fast forward two years. Within the middle of a...
We met each other on this dating app for teenagers. I stumbled across the strange app by accidentally tapping an advertisement and downloading the odd app.
One thing leads to another. Soon, my little profile was made, the description was nothing special for me really. I just wrote a few things about myself and made an introduction video.
"Um hi. My name is Leo.. And, I'm fifteen. So, I don't know what to expect from this um, new app. It's something new to me really. But, I guess I want to meet cool people and maybe even the right girl one day... If that's possible. If not, that's okay. I at least got to experience new things."
Every time I watched my own video, I couldn't help but cringe. My acne covered dark skin and dirty glasses made me feel ugly. My hair wasn't even anything special, aside from it being a nappy mess. And the lighting on my face was just terrible due to my phone's selfie camera quality
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I wondered to myself if anyone would even consider dating me at all. Which made me start to randomly browse through people until I landed on a girl's profile. She called herself Jess, her accent indicated that she was not from nearby where I live at all. I quickly drew the conclusion that she was British... and cute.
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It's funny how I didn't expect her to comment on my introduction video once I had liked hers and said my random piece. Moments later, the two of us were having a full on conversation.. She called me words like "adorable" and "smexy," I gained a new feeling I never knew I could have.
As the time goes by, we get older. Jess and I were really starting a relationship, a true one.
We would video chat often, send each other all kinds of fun things, and begin to fall in love...
Yet, all it takes is one moment. Just one to ruin everything.
I just watched as a man wearing all dark clothing sneaks up behind her in the corner of my phone's vision. We were talking casually, her webcam displayed that same cute face as usual. With our time zones being different, she was talking about her day at school. While I myself had just come home from school.
She was talking... Was...
Until that man wearing all black got too close to her.
Before I could yell, Jess couldn't react in time as a pair of gloved hands clasped over her mouth and nose. Her screams were muffled, and struggles in vain.
I just watched, frozen and unable to react. My face remained glued to the phone screen as Jess's struggles slowed. I couldn't tell if she was being suffocated, or rendered unconscious then..
My heart was beating nearly out of my own ribcage. I could have died of a heart attack, this would have been more helpful for me; an easy way out of the pain and suffering. But no, I had to watch her fall nearly out of view of her computer's webcam.
It dawned on me then, finally, I was witnessing a kidnapping.
Once the man had subdued Jess, I watched, horrified, as he suddenly turned to face Jess's computer monitor. He had no mask on, but his face was contorted into a nearly unrealistic grin. Quite a few of his teeth were gold.. And his eyes were of that of a look from a true sadist.
"Well now, isn't this interesting?" He said. The man was speaking to me!
He sat down where Jess was sitting a mere moment ago. "The girl has fun taste, I will admit that. Sadly young man, show's over. Be lucky that you're an American in your own little house far from here. Else, yah might just have wound up how she is right now."
I was frozen still, nearly completely petrified.
He still continued to talk. "Oh don't you worry about your girl, she'll just become another whore. Markets these days love them so young. Now, if you're smart boy, you would delete your profile and forget that this young lady ever existed. Otherwise, I may have to track you down as well...maybe even kill you."
He paused to smirk. Then chuckled at his own sick humor, as if this was actually fun and games to him. "Au Revoir," this man said. Jess's webcam feed cut off after that....
It's been a week now. A week since I've gone to everyone I could possibly find to explain everything I just saw with my own eyes.
As it turns out, the people I went to claimed that Jess has no record of any online accounts whatsoever. There was no trace of her anywhere in internet databases; almost as if she never existed.
Some suggested I was dreaming. Others, that I was delusional. Yet I knew very well what I saw... And still, since no one believes me, no one wants to help me. So fine, I decided to take manners into my own hands. Now... I'm sitting on my bed. Recollecting, planning, and packing.
It's either I do something now, or nobody ever will and Jess will fall victim to human trafficking...
Those thoughts all run through Seventeen year old Leo Porter's head as he prepared himself to walk away from his home and start his quest.
With a backpack full of clothing, a duffel bag full of foods and water bottles, and a stun gun in his left pocket, Leo stands up. He feels ready to leave all he's lived with and worked for behind for one girl.
He wears an all black hoodie over a plain white T-shirt, and a pair of dark black jeans to protect himself from the chill of the night time air. Also, wears his thick winter gloves to avoid from gaining possible frostbite. The time is now midnight, the month is late November.
With one last look at his bedroom, Leo grabs his lucky handkerchief, already folded up neatly, and shoves it into his jeans back pocket.
Then he proceeds to walk out of his room, careful not to wake any of his family members as he crept down his house's main hallway; he goes like a mouse tiptoeing about. The front door opens and closes again noiselessly.
Outside now, Leo locked said front door. He already knows that there is no turning back now. It's a long walk ahead of him to the airport.
I'm coming for you, my baby girl, he thought as he started to walk down his neighborhood's deserted street. One step at a time _____
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