5It's the last day of my family's vacation in Colombia. My dad's family lives here. When he was twelve he moved to Springfield, Illinois where he met my mother. Every other year we come here to see my father's family and take a vacation.
Carlos, my eighteen year old brother, and I decide to go partying on our last night here. I'm only sixteen but anyone can hang out and drink at bars in Colombia.
"Remember, no alcohol, and stay close." Carlos says before we reach the bar.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." I've heard the same thing every other time we've gone out this week.
"Hey, I'm serious." He says looking at me.
"I know, but I'm getting older now, Carlos. I'm driving, and halfway through high school, I'm not a kid anymore." I say.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." He says.
We reach a bar we have been hanging around for the past couple of weeks. Tonight we are meeting a couple of guys we met last night. They seemed really nice and the tall one, Ramon, was hot. I wouldn't have told my brother that though; then we wouldn't be here at all.
"Maya! Carlos!" someone calls. We turn around and see the guys from last night.
"Hey Ramon, hey Ben." I say in Spanish.
We hang out and talk for a little bit until Carlos's phone rings.
"Hey I have to take this outside; I can't hear a thing in here. I'll be right back." He says to me.
"Okay." I say.
"Hey Maya we've got something we really want to show you." Ramon says dragging me out of the bar.
"Well I think I should stay here and wait for Carlos." I say. Ramon doesn't answer.
"Please let me go." I say trying to stay calm. "Please, you're hurting me."
"Come on Maya, don't make this hard." Ben says as Ramon drags me out to the road.
I start to pull back and drag my feet, but my strength is nothing against Ramon's. I panic now looking around. Carlos!
"Carlos!" I scream. Carlos sees me and starts sprinting towards us.
"Maya!"
Ramon throws me into a van and gets in next to me. Ben gets up front, starts the engine, and locks the doors. Carlos pounds on the window next to me and tries to open the door. I put my hands on the window and pull myself up.
This can't be happening.
"Carlos!" I weep. Ramon pulls my hair back painfully until I am on my back. I hear Carlos scream my name one more time before the car pulls away.
Thoughts?