Short Story: So…I accidentally kidnapped my teacher part 8

George looked over at the handbag. “We need to think of something.”

“No, you need to tell me why you still haven’t let Miss Levy go.” Jamal countered.

George looked away, he couldn’t say.

“George, kidnapping is serious, I know you’re not stupid…so what did Miss Levy see or what did she catch you doing.” Jamal smirked.

“Nothing.” George said at once.

“Yeah well nothing is probably tied up downstairs. A basement, seriously? You might as well be some crazy serial killer.” Jamal said edging towards the door that led to the basement.

George grabbed his hand.

“I said not to discuss anything!” Drew complained walking back into the room.

“We’re not discussing, we’re seeing. George is going to take us downstairs to see Miss Levy.” Jamal said decisively.

Drew’s eye lit up.
“You can’t see her, I don’t want –” George began.

“How’ve you kept her quiet all this time?” Jamal interrupted looking at George suspiciously.

George shifted from one foot to the other.

“O my God you haven’t killed her have you?” Drew said looking around fearfully.

Jamal’s eyes grew wide as he gasped and took a step back. “You’ve killed her haven’t you?!”

“No I haven’t, she’s very much alive!” George protested trying to keep his voice quiet. “Look, what happened was –”

“George let us see her right now!” Jamal demanded.

George sighed in resignation. “Alright fine, but don’t make any noise.”

Jamal and Drew exchanged looks as the trio quietly approached the basement door.

George turned the handle slowly.

They were plunged into darkness.

Short Story: So…I accidentally kidnapped my teacher Part 4

“How did this happen?” Drew said quietly.

“Yes George! How the hell do you accidently kidnap someone?!” Jamal said throwing his hands in the air.

“Shush, for goodness sakes, do you want the neighbours to hear, we could all go to prison.” George said frantically, as he ran over to peek through the windows.

“We?” Jamal said incredulously. “We aren’t going anywhere! We are not going to prison, maybe you are, but Drew and I are innocent.” Jamal said heading towards the door.

George stared after him in shock, he had never seen Jamal act so scared, nothing scared Jamal, maybe his Dad, and he was usually away on business.

“Jamal, wait, I need your help!” George said, running after him.

“No way!” Jamal said.

“We are already involved anyway, unless we report you George, we could go to prison we already know.” Drew said nodding.

“Drew shut up!” Jamal snapped.

“My dad’s a lawyer, I heard it, it’s called aiding and abetting.” Drew went on undeterred.

“O great! Thanks a lot George, we are all going to prison, do you know what they do to kids in prison?!” Jamal said exasperated.

George shook his head.

“Exactly! There are no kids in prison, they get killed right away.” Jamal said looking at Drew who shrugged.

“I don’t know about kids in prison, I know teenagers go to Juvenile detention, Jamal you’re a teenager now, you don’t have to die.” Drew said.

George and Jamal both sighed.

“Look, I didn’t want to involve you, I just really need your help –”

“You need my help! Just let them go!” Jamal said, looking around, “Where are they?” He said voice hushed.

George smiled a little as he realised Jamal was staying.

“She’s in the basement.” George said, his voice also hushed.

“A basement? O my God, who has a basement, apart from Americans, I’d understand if Drew had a basement –”

“My Dad is American, and he doesn’t have a basement.” Drew said, walking towards the kitchen.

Short Story: Cyber’s Ghost Part Five

Jared heard his Mum’s footsteps.

“J?” She shouted.

Not wanting to be found in the basement, or what he liked to call his lair, Jared climbed upstairs and stepped through the hidden door and into his bedroom.

She walked into his room looking a little stricken.

“There has been a power cut of some sort, the whole road has blacked out.” She said.

Jared just stared at her for a few moments, then he ran outside.

It wasn’t just the whole road, he looked around as neighbours came out of their homes, Jared took out his phone, no signal. He jogged down the road, then another, and another. He had been jogging for fifteen minutes before he spotted some light. He had plunged almost all of Camden into darkness, with his command.