I know, I know, many people have many different opinions about this prank, but I'm not gonna get into my opinion unless you guys wanna hear it (which you probably don't tbh)
Nonetheless, this one's for triciameece312 !
Enjoy! :)
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"How much longer?" I yawned as I leaned my head against the car window.
It was dark outside and I watched the trees pass by.
"About 25 more minutes." Colby answered keeping his eyes on the road.
"Okay." I yawned again as I felt my eyes get heavy.
"You tired?" He asked.
"Uh-huh." I replied as I closed my eyes.
A few minutes later I heard Colby mutter,"what the fuck."
I opened my eyes and saw that we were in an alleyway, and the car was coming to a stop.
"What happened?" I asked.
"It just stopped." He replied looking at me.
"Did you forget to fill up the tank again?" I asked with a baby voice.
"That was ONE time!" He defended himself.
I laughed and he glared at me.
"Let's go check the engine."
We both got out of the car and walked to the front. Colby popped the hood open and we took a look inside.
"It looks fin--" I was talking, but then I felt a bag go over my head and arms wrapping tightly around my body.
I screamed as loud as I could, I heard Colby screaming too.
My mind was racing with thousands of thoughts.
My heart was pumping faster than ever.
My legs and arms were flailing in all different directions.
I kept screaming and screaming, but it didn't work.
"COLBY!" I screamed as loud as I could over and over again.
I was pushed to the ground and tied up more.
"GET OFF OF ME!" I screamed over and over again, still desperately trying to get free.
I kept screaming nonsense as I was picked up. I was pushed inside the trunk of a car.
I heard the trunk slam shut.
It was getting hard to breath, for many reasons.
I was crying.
I was screaming.
I was having a panic attack.
There was a cloth bag over my head.
I sobbed and sobbed and continued to scream as the car started to drive.
I must've blacked out or something, because next thing I know, I'm sitting in a chair with my arms and legs tied to it, with the bag still over my head.
I continued to speak nonsense, then the bag was removed from my head, and I felt the cold tip of a gun pressed against my temple.
I looked to the ground, scared out of my mind.
The guy took the gun away from my head, and walked over to another person who was on their knees with a bag over their head as well.
The mystery man lifted the bag up off of their head, and forcefully moved their face in my direction.
Colby.
He had tape on his mouth and tears in his eyes.
"NO!" I screamed, trying to kick my feet, but they were taped to the chair.
He put the bag back over Colby's head.
"STOP! PLEASE!" I cried.
The man pointed the gun at Colby's head.
"WHY?" I cried, my throat dry and hoarse.
He moved it closer to Colby's head.
"NO! HE'S EVERYTHING I HAVE!" I screamed with tears running down my face.
After I said that, I heard the gunshot.
I watched as Colby's body fell to the floor.
I screamed and cried and shouted.
I looked down at the ground and closed my eyes, a million things running through my mind, yet I couldn't think straight.
I just watched my boyfriend get murdered.
Just then, I felt a pair of hands rest on my shoulders.
"NO!" I screamed, moving my body so they couldn't touch me, even though I was still tied to a chair.
I felt a hand grab my face and move it so I could look at them.
I kept struggling and screaming.
I heard mumbling, then, "Tricia!"
I kept struggling as my name kept getting repeated.
"Tricia!"
"Tricia!"
"Tricia!"
The person went in front of me, which forced me to look at him.
It was Colby.
"What the fuck?" I shouted.
"Look at me." Colby kept repeating over and over again, reassuring me that we were okay.
"W-what?" I looked around, then realizing Colby just played a prank on me.
Colby untied me and I immediately stood up.
"I THOUGHT YOU FUCKING DIED!" I screamed at him.
"Tricia, I'm sorry, but I'm here I'm here." He tried to pull my into a hug.
"FUCK YOU!" I screamed and pushed him away.
He looked confused.
"HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU DO THAT COLBY?" I screamed at him.
"I-I'm sorry Tricia! I just-" he said before I cut him off.
"YOU'RE SORRY? YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO SOMEBODY! WHAT IF I PULLED A PRANK ON YOU WHERE I KILLED MYSELF? HOW WOULD YOU FEEL?"
He didn't say anything.
"EXACTLY!"
I walked closer to him.
"I THOUGHT I WAS ABOUT TO DIE. I THOUGHT YOU DIED. I THOUGHT I WATCHED YOU DIE COLBY!" I shouted.
"I-I'm sorry Tricia."
"You better be fucking sorry." I was calmer now.
He remained silent.
"What did you think was gonna happen? That I was gonna forgive you? You know how I react to stuff like this! Pranks are supposed to be funny, and this was not funny AT ALL."
I sighed and looked at the ground.
I looked up at Colby and we stared at each other.
I was so angry and upset that I didn't say anything. I just walked away.
And Colby didn't come after me.
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this one ended sadly, but I hope you liked it Trisha! 💗
-m