One Girl Two Boys And The Big City Part 3 Maria's POV I woke up in a room. The walls were grey and there was no furniture. The room was small and I tried to open the door. Locked. I kicked the door. I saw the kidnapper open the door and quickly shut it and locked it. I stood there glaring at him and tried to move. My hands and feet were chained to a pipe on the wall. Of course they were. "Why did you do this to me!" I yelled at him. He then said, "For joy, torturing people makes me happy," he smirked. He took a knife out of his pocket and threw a knife at my leg. I felt a sharp pain as the knife hit my leg. He pulled the knife out and said, "it's night,go to sleep before I'm noticed." "Where!?" I spat at him. He unchained me from the pipe and shoved me into a bedroom. "This is the only room in the house, if you want a bed you sleep with me," he said. Apparently I didn't have a choice. He shoved me onto the bed and chained my arms an feet down to the bed. He laid down on the other side of the bed. I cried myself to sleep soon after. I woke up and I was in only my bra and underwear chained to the pipe again and the man was standing in front of me. "Oh your awake now," he said. "Why did you undress me and chain me to a pipe," I spat at him. "Well, what did you expect. Your sexy. I kidnapped you. I wanted torture you. This way I get to enjoy it," he said. I glared at him. "Even I know I'm not sexy," I said angrily. "Then why would I do this," he said as he walked closer to me. I couldn't move against the chains holding me down as he held my head in place and kissed my lips and I squirmed. He kept kissing me and he finally stopped. I kneed him in the stomach. He unchained me from the pipe and tied me up in rope and shoved me into a closet and told me to put my clothes on. I put my black tank top and and my ripped blue jean shorts. I saw a small window in the corner. I stepped onto a crack in the wall and pushed my self up and opened the window. I tried to get out but I felt him grab me by the waist and pull me down. I punched him in the gut and then he grabbed my leg and flipped me over on the ground. I cringed in pain. "I warned you. You disobeyed me. Now you die." He said menacingly as he pulled a knife out and held it to my neck. Suddenly a boy opened the window and jumped in. "Not happening Alex," he said as he grabbed the knife from him. Alex kept his arm on me, holding me on the floor. The boy grabbed Alex and threw him against the wall, knocking him out. The boy held his hand out to help me up and said, "my name is Jake." I took his hand and he helped me up. "I'm M-Maria," I said in a small shaky voice. "Don't worry Maria, your safe now. Come on," he said quietly and he held his hands out for me to step onto and pull myself out the window. I stepped into his hands and pulled myself out the window and fell on the ground below. He jumped out and I got up. I got onto my bike and rode my bike home stunned by everything that happened. The most shocking thing of all, someone bothered to save me. Someone cared.

One Girl Two Boys And The Big City Part 2 Jakes POV My day had gone pretty much normal. Until I saw some girl ride her bike into an alley and heard her fall. I peered into the alley and saw Alex the assassin, a teen kidnapper and killer. He held a gun to her head and said things I couldn't hear. He chained her feet and hands together. The girl looked up at the sky as he put a blindfold on her and duck tape over her mouth. I watched him shove her in the back seat of his car. It's now or never I thought, and walked into the alley and said, "Where do you think you're going?" He instantly picked up his gun and put it on her head. "Make one move and I shoot her," Alex said. I went quiet and walked away then quickly flipped around and picked up the girl and ran. I ran as fast as possible. Alex threw a hammer and hit the girl in the head and she fell out of my hands and he grabbed me. He threw me into the ground and grabbed the girl and put her in his car and drove away. I got up and brushed the dirt off me. I'd come up with a plan. I wouldn't leave her.

One Girl, Two Boys and The Big City Part 1 Maria's POV I walked up to my new house in the big city of New York and took in the facts. I was only 17. My parents are dead. I'm living on my own now in the big city. I unlocked the door and sat on the couch and turned on the news station. Apparently crime was going around. I cringed as the news went through the list of killed injured and kidnapped people of this week. Great, I thought, perfect time to move in when crime is in my neighborhood. I looked out the window at the sunset and realized I forgot to go get food from the store. I ran outside and jumped on my bike. When I looked around major traffic was on the streets so I took a short cut down an alley. Turns out this was a bad idea. A man with a gun knocked my bike down and I fell onto the concrete. My knee started to bleed and my hands were scraped. The man loomed over me. I looked at him and the man looked about my age. I tried to get up but he put his hand down and shoved me into the ground. I was not prepared. At all. He was a lot stronger than me and I gave up trying to move and laid there. He put the gun to my head and said, "Do what I say and I won't shoot you got it?" I thought about my choices. Kick him and try to run and get shot or do as he says and still have a chance of getting killed. I chose a chance of death over confirmed death and said, "uh o-okay," in a small shaky voice. "Get up and follow me," The man spoke to me. I got up and before I could do anything he handcuffed me and chained my feet together. I looked up at the stars and prayed to god in my head, "Please let someone save me please god," I thought to myself. He tied a blindfold around my head and put duck tape over my mouth. He pushed me towards a car and shoved me in the back seat. He was about to get in and drive away when I heard someone say, "And where do you think your going." I heard the man pull out his gun. I felt the gun on my head and he said, "Make one move and I pull the trigger." Suddenly all the noise stopped. They both went silent. Then I felt someone pick me up and start running. My hands went cold in hope that the person carrying me was trying to help me. Then everything went black.