Accidental Kidnapping
About 4 years ago I went out with this girl I met at a summer camp we both worked at. Camp had ended and I had agreed to drive the hour between our houses and pick her up for a night of teenage romancing.
I had spent a number of hours deciding on which restaurant I would take her to, then where to go after, even down to what time I would take her home.
When I arrived to pick her up, I was surprised to see her out on the side of the street, rather than in her house, but I paid no mind and had her hop in and we were off.
Dinner passed and was uneventful, consisting of me trying not to make a fool out of myself so that I would have a chance with her at the end of the evening. After dinner I suggested that we go to a cafe around the corner for dessert.
We ended up splitting a slice of cheesecake, which was how I knew I was doing well with her. It was starting to get more than a little flirtatious, hand holding and that sort of thing. I have noticed the entire time that she kept ignoring a phone call from someone, but once again I still didn’t think to question it.
As we turn on her street, we are greeted with four cop cars parked outside of her parents house. Her response: “I didn’t think they would do that.”
I pull up to the house, in time to have 4 armed police officers tell me to step outside of the car with my hands up.
In the next 15 minutes I learned that the girl was not 17 like she had said she was, but actually 15. She had lesbian parents who had disallowed her to see me, so she had snuck out to go on the date with me.
Her parents had called the cops informing them that their daughter had been kidnapped, and so there I was an hour away from home being questioned by the police. Eventually everything was dropped and I was allowed to go.