I Told You...
“Oh come on,
Betty, it will be exciting. Nothing can
possibly go wrong, Betty. It will be a
blast Betty - we will be the heroes of the...”
“All right,
all right - so I goofed. I’m sorry - but
we need to find a way out of this.”
Veronica
looked at her friend, as the man pulled her hands behind her back and she heard
the ripping sound of silver tape coming off a roll, and let out a sigh. Betty was right, in a way - she had persuaded
her to come into this, and now they were both in trouble.
Them and
their friend Ethel...
The day had
started just like any other at Burnfield College -
the students walking in, chatting to each other and looking forward to their
classes. For Veronica Berry, the first
class of the day was Drama - a subject she tried her best at, but even she had
to admit she was better at the technical and writing side then the acting.
That was the
forte of her two best friends - Betty Drake and Ethel Corman. They had been friends for years, and even
enrolled in the same classes, but both Betty and Ethel were much better
actresses. That actually served Veronica
and Betty very well in their out of school activities - as the premier girl
detectives in Burnfield, they had been responsible
for a number of well know arrests.
Indirectly of
course - they knew it was the job of the police to do that. But a sneak look here, a gentle nudge there,
and they knew they were of great help to the local authorities. A view not shared by Sheriff Corman, Ethel’s father, who tended to refer to the duo “as
those damn stupid little girls.”
As Veronica
walked into the lobby, she found her two friends waiting for her. Betty was wearing a black padded jacket over
a pale green blouse, a knee length denim skirt and black patent boots with a
quilted effect on the legs, while Ethel had on a blue fur lined gillet over a grey jumper and trousers, with a pair of
brown Ugg boots on her feet. Veronica herself had on a red leather jacket
over a matching sweater, tight black trousers and suede ankle boots.
“You’re
running late,” Ethel said as she turned and walked down the corridor, her permed blonde hair bouncing slightly as she walked.
“She can
talk,” Betty said as she walked with Veronica, “I had to wait twenty minutes
today while her dad told her the schedule for the rest of today - right down to
when she was expected home.”
Veronica
laughed, her copper red hair falling just to the base of her neck. “The Sheriff is just concerned about his
family, that’s all - he can’t help being an old fogey.”
“I suppose not,”
Betty said as they walked into the auditorium.
Veronica went to the director’s table, the script in her hand, while
Betty went to join the others on the stage itself. Mr Benson, the drama teacher, finally came
out.
“All right
class, we are on Act Four, Scene one.
Ethel, whenever you’re ready...”
Ethel took a
deep breath, and then walked from the side of the stage, rubbing at an
imaginary cloth as she began the soliloquy.
“Yet here’s a spot. Out, Damned spot! Out, I
say! One, two - why then, ‘tis time to do’t...”
“So are you
going to the party tonight?”
The three
girls were sat around the cafeteria table, eating what passed for lunch that
day.
“Yeah,” Betty
said as she took a spoonful of her dessert, “It should be fun - any of the boys
going?”
“A few - I
think Dave and Jack are going to be there.”
Veronica could see Ethel blushing at the mention of Jack - she knew she
had a bit of a crush on the tall dark haired boy.
“So what time
will you be arriving?”
“I should be
there for eight,” Ethel said with a sigh, “Dad is insisting that her drives me
there. I don’t know what’s wrong with
him at the moment - he’s acting as if I’m an eight year old again.”
“Well, when
you were eight, you and your mum were snatched by that escaped prisoner. I guess he just feels protective of you.”
“But we’re
eighteen - he knows I can look after myself, even with Mum gone. I know it’s only been three months, but he
needs to let me move on.”
“I know,”
Betty said as she put her hand on Ethel’s shoulder, “You just need to give him
a little more time. So we’ll see you
there at about eight?”
Ethel nodded,
and as the three girls talked the college seemed to carry on as normal around
them. They did not see the group of
three people watching them from the far side of the cafeteria...
Veronica
pulled up outside Betty’s house and sounded her horn, watching as her friend
came out of the house and walked down the pathway. She was wearing a black vest style top, with
thin straps over her shoulders and a small black bow at the centre of her
front, a grey pinstripe skirt that had a little slit from the hem up her left
leg, dark tights and knee length black leather boots.
Veronica was
dressed in a similar way - her top was more like the top half of a pinafore
dress, with a square cut neck and thicker straps over her shoulders and was cut
to show a little bit of her belly, and her skirt was more black with thicker
silver stripes, but she too had one dark tights and knee length leather boots.
“Great
minds,” Betty said as she got into the car, and the two women set off for the
Community Hall. “Oh yes,” Veronica said
as they drove down the road, “After all, we’re there to have a good time, aren’t
we?”
It only took
fifteen minutes to get to the hall, and as they entered the car park they saw
Ethel getting out of her father’s car.
Their friend was wearing a blue denim minidress,
with black leggings and suede boots, and she was leaning into the window of the
car, saying something to her father. Eventually,
she stood up and waved as her father drove off, and turned to look round.
“Let me park
the car, and...” Betty was about to get
out when veronica stopped her and pointed to the entrance. As the two girls watched, they saw two men
walk up and take Ethel by the arms, forcing her to walk with them to a waiting
car.
“Do you
recognise them,” Veronica whispered as they watched. “Yeah - that’s Jonny Blake,” Betty whispered,
“but I thought he was in juvey.”
“Obviously
not - which means Ethel’s in trouble,” Veronica said as she started her car
again. “Come on, we’ve got to follow
them and find out where they’re going.”
“Follow
them? Veronica, we need to tell her dad,
this looks serious.”
“No time,
Betty - come on, it will be exciting. Time for Betty and Veronica to be the heroines once again.” Betty slowly shook her head and sat back as
Veronica followed the car from a distance, as it made its way through the
streets to an old warehouse on the outskirts of town.
The building
was dark, save for a single shaft of light that shone out from a doorway. The two girls watched as Ethel was taken from
the car and walked towards the door, the two men keeping tight hold of her
arms, and then darkness as the door closed behind them.
“Right,
Veronica, we know where she is, and we know she’s in trouble - let’s just call
her dad and get him to bring some men over now.” Betty looked at her friend, and then shook
her head as she saw the look in her eyes.
“We need to
at least call him,” she said as she reached into her purse and took out a cell
phone, only to gasp as Veronica took it out and threw it into the back of the
car. “Come on,” she said as she stepped
out, “We’ve dealt with Jonny before - we can deal with him and his mates
again.”
“I can’t
believe I’m doing this,” Betty mumbled to herself as she followed Veronica out
of the car and walked as quietly as she could to the building, There were no windows to look through, not
boxes to climb on - just that single door in the wall. As she looked round, Betty sighed and said
“Veronica, there is nothing that’s going to let us see what’s happening -
except that door. Whoever has Ethel is
bound to have someone on the other side of it - let’s go back to the car, call
her dad and get help.”
“Oh come on
Betty - where’s your sense of adventure,” Veronica said as she put her hand on
the door handle and pushed it down, catching her breath as it opened
inward. Both women waited to see what
would happen, before Veronica pushed the door in and stepped inside. Betty took one last look round, then shook her head as she stepped in after her.
They looked
across the empty space, and could see a light on through some frosted glass
windows on the far side. “come on,” Veronica whispered as the two girls made their way
across the floor, Betty praying that nobody heard the sound of her boot heels
on the concrete floor. As they
approached the far side of the floor, they began to hear voices at the other
side of the glass window.
“....
Sheriff, you just do as you’re told and have your men as far away from the bank
as possible, if you want to see your daughter again.”
Betty put her
hand to her lips as she heard Ethel mumbling “Plslsdde
dnt ltthm hrtm.”
“She must be
gagged,” Veronica whispered as they both continued to listen to the male voice.
“You stay out
of our way, and your daughter comes home tomorrow none the worse for wear. We’ll be in touch.”
“That’s it,”
Betty whispered as she looked at Veronica, “We’re going now.”
“Nah - I
think you both should stay. We’ll make
you nice and comfortable.”
The two girls
turned and looked at Jonny Blake, a big grin on his face as he pointed the
large pistol at both of them. “Let’s
go,” he said as she waved towards the door, “and talk to the boss.”
Betty and
Veronica both gulped and walked in front of Jonny, their hands raised as he opened the door and ushered them both
inside. Ethel stared at them from her
seat, and said “Hgdddntgn,” to both of them. Her arms were taped to the side of the chair
she was sitting in with silver duct tape, which was also wound tightly around
her stomach and arms to hold her in place.
Bands of tape were around her ankles and knees, and a large length had
been pressed down over her mouth.
“Who the hell
are these two?”
The girls turned
to see a large, well built grey haired man looking at them, dressed in an
expensive looking suit and well polished shoes.
“Our local
Nancy Drew’s,” Jonny said as he closed the door. Betty could see one other man there, dressed like
Jonny in jeans and a dark leather jacket.
“They must have followed us here - I’ve dealt with them before. I don’t think they will have called her
father, but they will raise the alarm if we’re not careful.”
“We don’t
have time for this,” Smartly Dressed Man said, “Take them in the back room and
make sure they can’t raise the alarm. You
two need to be in position in an hour.”
“Right
Girls,” Jonny said as he waved to a door at the far side of the office, “Inside.” Betty and Veronica walked towards the door,
noticing the other man pick up two large rolls of duct tape before they walked
through the door, and saw a large double bed in the corner.
“Stand facing
each other,” the other man said as he closed the door, “and put your hands
behind your back...”
Betty
grimaced as she felt her wrists being crossed behind her back, and the tape
sticking to them. She had spoken more
out of frustration than anger - it was not the first time the two of them had being
held hostage, and more than anything she was mildly amused at the fact that
once again she and Veronica were going to be bound and gagged together.
For her part,
Veronica was trying not to blush as she felt her wrists being taped tightly
together. As with Betty, it was not the
first time this had happened, but there was something Betty did not know - the fact
that Veronica was beginning to like it when this happened. It gave her a thrill to be held hostage, and
it was part of the reason she had done what she had done that night.
Yes, it meant
placing them both in some danger, but that was part of the thrill. As she felt the tape smoothed down on her
arms, she looked over her shoulder at Jonny while the other man took Betty over
to the bed and forced her to lie down on the side next to the wall.
Veronica
walked over and lay next to her, trying to hide her excitement as Jonny put her
ankles together and started to tape them tightly side by side. She could hear Betty’s gasp as the same thing
was done to her, and then as the tape was wound tightly around her legs, at her
knees, her boots making a strange squeaking noise as she tried to move her
legs.
“That should
keep both of you safe,” Jonny finally said as he tore the tape loose and
smoothed it down behind Veronica’s legs.
She looked over at Betty and said “I’m sorry, Betty - I keep getting us
both into these situations.”
“It’s all
right,” Betty said as her legs squeaked from her boots rubbing together while
she tried to move her legs, “We’ve got through worse than this before. You know you won’t get away with this?”
“Funny how
they always say that,” Jonny said as the two girls looked up at him, “and how
we always say this - you’re not going to say anything, so open wide.”
Veronica
suppressed a small smile as she opened her mouth, allowing Jonny to push a
clean white handkerchief in, and then cover her mouth with several strips of
tape. She looked over at Betty and
watched as a cloth was pushed into her mouth as well, and for a second she
thought she saw her friend purse her lips in a kiss before it too was covered
in duct tape.
“Must have
been my imagination,” Veronica said as she and Betty turned to watch the two
men leave the room. “Don’t go anywhere
now,” Jonny said as he closed and locked the door, leaving the two alone.
Veronica lay
still, listening to her friend’s breathing as she tried to find some way of
loosening the tape around her wrists.
She then began to wriggle around, trying to force her legs and her hands
free, and panting slightly as she did so.
“Plsdntdt.”
Veronica
turned her head to see Betty looking at her, her face red.
“Bttiwnttgtfr.”
“Iknwndsde. Bt.....”
Veronica
looked at her friend, wondering what was going on. She heard Betty take a deep breath through
her nose, and then say “btifnkulkhtlkt.”
Veronica
looked at Betty and rolled over onto her side, looking deep into the eyes of
her old friend as she looked back at her.
She blushed slightly as well, as she said “Fnku
- duknwilkbnnlkts?”
Betty nodded,
her cheek rubbing on the pillow as she said “ysss, ndifnkulkfnttklkt. Pls, ksm.” She
shuffled over onto her side and looked at Veronica, as she in turn realised
that the lips Betty had made were not just an illusion.
Slowly,
carefully, she shuffled closer as well as the two of them touched their gags
together, a sigh coming from both of them before the door opened and they heard
Ethel say “Are you two...”
They broke
contact and Veronica rolled over to look at Ethel, free from the chair with
Jonny behind her. “You are both the
greatest friends, and the most stupid pair of girls I have come across in equal
measure,” she said as she walked over and peeled the tape away from Veronica’s
mouth, “It’s just as well Dad knew what was going to happen.”
“He knew,”
Betty said as the gag was removed from her mouth, “How?”
“I told him,”
Jonny said as the two girls shuffled to the edge of the bed, “I’ve changed, you
know - come over to the side of the good guys.
Ethel’s dad is right now arresting the gang, and my ‘friend’ is
unconscious in the other room.”
“Allowed
myself to be kidnapped,” Ethel said as she rubbed her wrists, watching Veronica
and Betty as Jonny cut the tape away, “and you two walked right into the
scene. Anything to say
for yourselves?”
“Sorry,”
Veronica said with a small smile. “Do
you think we can still make the party?”
It was nearly
midnight by the time Betty and Veronica were allowed to go to their car, Ethel
and Jonny leaving with Sheriff Corman. As Veronica fished her car keys out, Betty
put her hand on her shoulder.
“Veronica -
look, I think...”
“It’s all
right, Betty,” she said as she turned round, “I guess we’ve been keeping a
secret from each other. I love been
bound and gagged, and I think you do as well.”
Betty nodded,
and said “A little more than that, if truth be told, but I don’t know how
you...”
Veronica
silenced Betty with a hand over her mouth.
“Why don’t we find out,” she said as she unlocked the car, “and practice
escaping together?”
“I’d like
that,” Betty said as Veronica opened the door, “I’d like that very much...”
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