Joshler Because I'm: Soft

Part 21

What is happening!? My breathing quickened our of sheer anxiety and I almost started hyperventilating but I tried my best not to since we were about to start running. I squeezed Josh's hand and chewed the nails on my unoccupied hand.

"1." Josh kept checking behind us, watching the car. "2.." Josh pulled me in front of him, keeping a tight grasp on my sweaty hand. "3!"

I ran as fast as I could down the sidewalk. I may not have been in the best of shape, but I sprinted faster than I've ever had to in PE. I held Josh's had as tight as humanly possible because I couldn't see Josh behind me and I needed to know he was right there.

After a few blocks, we stopped running, as we noticed the car was long gone and stopped following us. I refused to let go of Josh's hand and only held it tighter as I started coughing. After a minute or two of catching our breath, we started walking again, staying weary of any strange cars or people we see.

"Um, Josh.. What... Uh, what were going to say before.. before all that happened?" I swallowed, trying to forget about all that. That was really scary coming from the guy that's short, small, doesn't have upper body strength, and who never leaves his room.

"I- Um, I was just wondering if maybe.. maybe someday that, like, neither of us are particularly doing anything- uh, anything specific if we could just, like- I mean if you really want to, if you'd wanna maybe go-"

          Suddenly, everything went dark.

          All I could hear was muffled screaming.

          All I could see what darkness.

          All I could feel was somebody's hands touching me. Unknown hands.

          All I could think about was how soon I was going to die.

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(Josh's POV)

          I sat on the sidewalk on the street, staring down at my hands. My eyes were blurry and my hands wouldn't stop shaking. The only thing I truly felt besides numbness was the feeling of warmth on my hand that Tyler produced just moments ago. And now it's gone. He's gone.

          I wanted to scream, but I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything. I wanted to cry and run after the car, but my legs gave out and I couldn't stand up. All I could do was sit and do nothing.

          "I had him.... I had him in my arms. I was holding his hand." I stared at my left hand that was holding Tyler's, moments ago. It was silent out, and the only thing I could hear other than my deafening thoughts was the wind. "If I had just moved Tyler to the inside of the street. If only I had kept running. If only I didn't let us stop to catch our breaths. If only I got us a ride. If only." I clenched my hand together as tight as possible, turning my knuckles white.

          I don't know how long I sat there. I don't know how long I had been blaming myself for what happened. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't function anymore, it was like Tyler was a gear in my head to help my produce thoughts, but he wasn't here right now. I was a broken record, unable to move anymore. I was a broken machine, that lost its purpose.

          All I could do was sit, and stare at the hand that last held all of my happiness.

(Tyler's POV)

          It was dark. Too dark. I couldn't see anything, but I could hear everything. And couldn't say a word.

          Despite being blindfolded and gagged, I recognized the presence of at least two people in the van with me. And the driver kept driving in a straight line, not turning whatsoever.

          You've just been kidnapped. You've just been kidnapped. You've just been kidnapped.

          The alarm running through my head practically deafened me from my anxiety. In fact, I was unusually calm for getting kidnapped and potentially assaulted. I couldn't cry and I didn't even try to scream. I basically just accepted what was happening. I knew where this was going and I wasn't okay with it, but there was nothing I could do, my hands were also tied up.

"Looks like we got ourselves a quiet one, hmm? Come on, darling, don't be shy~" The woman's drunk voice built a knot in my stomach, and I suddenly wasn't as calm as I was before.

"Don't be so stupid, he has a gag on, of course he's not going to talk!" Another woman laughed hysterically as she placed a hand on my leg. My body tensed up and I nearly stopped breathing at the touch.

"Why don't you two stop making a scene and wait until we arrive. That's where the real fun starts.." The man's voice had a sadistic undertone, making my stomach drop.

That's a number of at least three people that plan on taking advantage of me and probably raping me.... let's see how long it takes for me to have a breakdown now.

A/N: i am so sorry for the cliff hanger.. also this is really fucked up....

hi.... um so im back finally. im so sorry for the wait. honestly, i started getting too busy and stressed with school, drama, and band, and i stopped using wattpad for a while. reading and writing started making my depression come back so i had to step away for a while. i know most of you probably arent gonna read this anymore and i had lost interest in all of my books but im trying to come back. thank you guys for reading <3