Barakat, Jack Barakat

Jack woke up groaning as someone was knocking at his door. He sat up and immediately grabbed his head, it was throbbing and the knocking wasn’t helping. He walked to the door, opening it revealing Alex.
“Sorry if I woke you up, can I come in?” Alex asked. Jack just stepped to the side, letting Alex walk past him.
“What the fuck is all this?” Alex asked.
“What?”
“What? Don’t tell me all of this is yours?” Alex asked, slightly angry. Dozens of beer bottle littered the floor and sofa.
“I may have had a few…” Jack said, scratching the back of his neck.
“A few? Jack, there are at least 20 bottles on the floor! What the fuck happened?”
“She left me” Jack mumbled.
“What?”
“I SAID SHE LEFT ME, OKAY?!” Alex didn’t know what to say. Jack just handed him Amy’s letter.
“How could she think like this?” Alex said, slightly annoyed.
“I don’t know, man” Jack said, tears falling down his face.
“I-I can’t believe she left me. I need to go and see her!” Jack said, running out of the door towards his car. He couldn’t care less if he was still in last night’s clothes and his hair was a mess. He needed to see her, hold her, tell her she was being silly. She wasn’t coming between him and Alex. There still may be a chance that he is the father of Holly’s baby, but they would work that out. He pulled up outside Amy’s apartment, running up the stairs until he reached her door. Strangely, it was slightly open. He peeked his head in, calling her name. Nothing. Maybe she was in the shower. Jack felt rude just entering her apartment, but he needed to see her. He walked inside, still calling her name. Still nothing. She wasn’t in her room, or the shower. He began to panic now. What if she was at work and her apartment had been broken into? Nothing in the apartment looked like it had been touched. He quickly pulled his phone out, dialling her number. Her phone was dead. Should he sit and wait for her? He decided he would wait for her. He was worried, he walked into her bedroom, sitting down on the bed and turning on the TV. He noticed a piece of paper on the bedside table. It simply had Amy’s Apple ID login. Why would she leave it on the table? Did she always forget it? Jack decided to call Alex, asking him to come and chill with him before Amy arrived.

Amy woke up, as someone was hammering at her door. She looked over at her clock; 4am. Who the hell wanted to see her? What if it was Jack? What if he was angry that she had broken up with him? Whoever it was, was not giving up on her, they continued to pound their fist into the door. Amy hesitantly walked to her apartment door, opening it slowly. Before she could open it fully, the door was swung open, a hand flying straight at Amy’s neck. Before she had time to react, she was pushed back into her apartment by the guy who had a grip on her throat as another guy followed behind him. They were both in black, wearing masks hiding their faces.
“Please…” Amy choked out.
“I don’t own many valuables, just take what you want” she struggled, tears beginning to fall.
“We’re not here to rob you, we’re here FOR you” one guy said.
“W-why?”
“Just don’t ask questions. I’m going to let go of you now. When I do, you’re going to go into your room, get changed into more suitable clothing, then you’re going to come with us. You scream, or try and run, I will kill you” the guy said, pulling out a gun and holding it to Amy’s temple. She started to shake. He released his grip on her neck and Amy fell to the floor before being dragged up and pushed into her room.
“Can I at least have a bit of privacy?” Amy asked, the two guys walking out of her room and closing the door. She didn’t know who these guys were and why they wanted her. She’d never done a thing wrong in her life. She didn’t want to argue as it would probably cost her. She quickly took out a piece of paper and pen, scribbling down her Apple ID and password. If she was missing for long, someone would be able to track her down using the Find my iPhone app.
She walked out of her bedroom now fully clothed. She could only see one guy.
“Where is the other one?” she questioned. That’s when a hand made its way around his head, placing a cloth over her mouth. Amy tried to fight it, but she could feel herself getting sleepy. She couldn’t keep her eyes open and everything faded to black.

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