A Pop Star's Trouble

Where Are We Going?

Me,Julian, and Wayne drove for hours, then I saw the sign,

Welcome to Washington

Washington, why here? I wondered on and on until Wayne parked the car and went into a nearby motel. "You guys are going to spend the night here," he said. I was furious,"You can't let us sleep in here, you're crazy," I said trying not to explode into word vomit. "Sure I can," Wayne said,"I kidnapped you and I tell you what to do or else you die," he continued. Why was he doing this?

So I decided to ask, "Why are you doing this?" "Because I love you," he said, in a creepy tone he used when we first met. Ih how I wish I never talked to him. How I wish he didn't move next door and become obessed with my parents, my family, my life. Now I'm starting to regret to have this fame, it might have not drove Wayne insane to stalk me, find the studio, find my adress, phone number, body statistics, everything. Oh I want this to be over. I'm just happy I'm in this situation with Julian, my beat-maker and most importantly my best friend.

I didn't sleep a wink during the night. I stayed up thinking Wayne was coming back to slaughter me and Julian. Julian was passed out, not literally, but he seemed like it. I watched him and he was so peaceful looking. I wanted to wake to rip off the tape still on his mouth while we broke a window and bolted to a nearby neighborhood and called for help. But, being an introverted person with no intention of doing so, I didn't.

The next morning was Wayne ripping off Julian's tape off his mouth and driving us to the gas station. Me and Julian got out while Wayne was filling the car with gas. "What are you two doing?" he asked. "I needed air, god," I said annoyed of the fact he was afraid of ys running away to get help.

17 hours. That's how long we have been kidnapped.

17 hours.

When we were done, Wayne tried to shove us back in the car, when Julian's mom came into the gas station. She parked her car in a gas post and started to fill up her car with gas when she saw Julian. "There you are!" she sreamed in excitment. "Mom, not now," Julian whispred. "Why?" she asked looking at Wayne. "Who is that man?" she asked in a low tone. Julian shoved something into my left backpocket but I was so mortified I didn't pay it any attention. She then dragged him to her car and placed him in the front seat. This was sad. She did not even notice me at all. Not looking at me, not acknowledging the fact I was with him, too. Why didn't I say anything. Julian rolled down his window so he could get air, too. "Mom, why are you in Washington?" he asked. "I tracked you on your phone when yoh left without permission. I tracked you down yo Washington. Tell me what is going on when we get home," his mom explained. They drove off, leaving me with Wayne, alone.

"That leaves you..." He said. "No, bot me, just you," I screamed. Then I bolted towards the highway, I didn't care that cars were coming and they all stomped on their brakes and turned sidewaysto not hit me. Wayne was scared and didn't try to come after me. There was a nearby woods, I climbed up the hill and ran into the woods.

Then I felt around in my backpocket and I grabbed Julian's phone. What was it doing there? I crouched behind a big tree and dialed,

911

I was crying when the operator picked up.

"Hello?" I asked,

"I have been kidnapped for 17 hours and I have escaped."