Jonathan Tauzell,who many people called "The Bunny", stirred in his sleep. He was not normally the type to do such,so it was weird-which John's best friend,Ben Karls, noticed. His mom had not been able to take a week off of work-she worked as a CEO of this mega corporation-so Ben and John got approval for Ben to stay with John for awhile
John's window was open, so Ben's curly light brown hair swayed all around his neck-which made him nervous. After all, Ben's secret fear has always been things around his neck-secret to the world besides John,anyways. Ben envied John's short dirty blond hair, as it was about two inches from his neck. Ben swirled a strand of hair around his finger. He couldn't sleep. Ben usually felt uncomfortable at John's house-mainly because his security wasn't as great as Ben's. Ben was afraid of many things, and he hated being the most unbrave person he knew. At Ben's house, there is a very thick and high metal fence-and a great security system. As for John's place,it just wasn't the same-as he had no security. "John?" Ben heard John's mom call. John sat up, tired and lazy.
"Yeah,mom?" he asked, very annoyed that his sleep was interupted.
"Me and your father are going to Olive Garden for dinner..." her voice breaks off. "Will you and Ben be okay?" she asks. While John didn't care much about safety, his mom would make him wear a bullet proof vest if they went out of country-which Ben and John found sort of rascist. John rolled his eyes.
"Yeah. Hey, are we allowed to play with knives?" John asked sarcastically. His mom frowned.
"That's not funny." she turned to Ben. "Do you know what to do if his blood pressure gets to high?" she asks him.
"Mommmmmm." John whined. As a 16 year old, he often did this.
"Yeah, i do." Ben says. John shoots him a look. He was terribly embarrassed of his diabetes, and it didn't help when his mom talked about it. Considering this, his face turned a little red.
At around 7:30,thirty minutes after John's mom left, there was a huge crash-which sounded like a window breaking. The boys had been watching the Futurama marathon when it happened. Ben jumped up, terrified. John did the same. He looked at the massive pile of blankets,inside was a flashlight. Heart pounding he turned to Ben. " Should we go see what it was?" he whispered, not even daring to raise his voice. Upstairs were footsteps. Ben shook his head rapidly.
"No way! What if its a break in?" he whispered frantically. John arched his eyebrows.
"Stop being a baby. Lets go." John grabbed the flashlight, and turned away to go upstairs-forcing Ben to follow. He strictly focused only on the back of John's dark blue hoodie. When upstairs, John and Ben were grabbed. There three guys, all more muscular and bulky than John and Ben. Two of the guys covered Ben and John's mouths, while the other guy pointed a gun at both of them.
"Who's house is this?" he asks in a very low voice. John pointed to his chest to the best of his ability. The guy looked at the one holding onto John-and immediately,he let go. John trembled, and the main guy kept his gun locked to John, but took a couple steps closer.
"Listen closely to me. I give you my word i will not harm you, if you do everything i say. Clear?"
"Yes.." John said weakly. The guy nodded.
After the guy made John tell him where everything valubale was, he loaded them both into his van. When inside, they saw handcuffs and duct tape. John's dazing hazel eyes widened, and he trembled. Ben couldn't stand to see John so scared like he was. Both of the guys got handcuffed,-together-and the guys put four strips of duct tape over each of their mouths. John's body shook rapidly while the people drove away from John's. Ben got all worried-he's seen this happen to John before. This is what happened at the scarce moments when John was scared. His diabetes were taking over. Ben started trying to lick the tape off his mouth, and it helped. When it was off, he realized John was laying on the floor, passed out.
"JOHN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed as loud as humanly possible.
TBC