Last Seen in San Diego
Kellin 17 years old, gets kidnapped one day while walking home. Drugged up and thrown in the back of a van, he's not aware of where he’s being taken. He wakes up in a room filled with strangers, strangers that he’s seen somewhere before. Locked in a room with other people his age all victims of the same criminal, one boy sticks out to him. The beautiful tan boy who's face is more familiar than the others. Will they all be able to make it out alive and back to their families? Or is this the end?
This fic is completely different from ALL, Sarah and I talked about it already and we are going in two different directions.
Thanks for reading though c: