Is he worth it?

Chapter 16 She's gone.

 Noah's POV

A Week has gone by and there is still no sign of PJ. The only thing we have to go by is that video that I can't stand to hear or watch. It's too painful. I was suppose to protect her. I am beginning to lose hope. We will never find her. Jai looked around in the video and said it looked like they had her in a barn because of all the hay everywhere, so we searched every abandoned barn there was, but still no PJ. They have probably already killed her by now. At this point we were just looking for a body. That thought alone made me want to strangle every single one of the Viker gang.

PJs mom kept trying to call her. I didn't know what to say to her. I can't tell her; her daughter is missing. Then she will want to call the police. I have been just texting her mom off her phone pretending to be PJ missing her calls. Just to get her off my back I told her that we were going up to the mountains to spend a few weeks there and get away and that we wouldn't have reception. At first, she was skeptical, but "PJ" reassured her everything would be fine. I was glad I wouldn't have to keep coming up with an excuse, but then that meant I had only a few weeks to find PJ and with the way things were going it wasn't turning out so well.

PJs POV

I had no idea how long it had been since I had been there. They only beat me that one time, but I was still hurt from it. I could feel the dry crusted blood all over my back and arms. The hay all around me and the wooden post I was tied to has my dried blood all over it. My back hurt the most. Especially pressed tight up against the hard wood. My mouth was so dry and my lips chapped. My hair was matted. I hadn't had water in so long and my stomach kept on growling. I was still so nauseous, but because I hadn't eaten anything in a while, I stopped throwing up. My eyes were swollen from crying so much. At this point I didn't have any more tears left. Noah wasn't going to find me all the way out here. I don't know how much longer I can hold on to hope that he is going to find me or the police.

"There she is boss." The same guy who recorded me walked in with a taller guy wearing a suit. He had a skin complexion similar to mine. His eyes were big and brown with jet black hair slicked back into a tiny ponytail and a mustache. Something about him seemed familiar.

"Hm. This is what he prizes the most?" He said with disgust.

"Yes boss." The boss looked at me carefully. I was so scared that he would hurt me more. He lifted my chin up with his finger and smirked. The boss walked away and started whispering to the guy with long hair. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but I was watching carefully, and the guys eyes widened.

"Are you sure boss?" I heard him say louder.

"Yes. Tomorrow. Get it the fuck done!" The boss yelled. I wondered what they were talking about until the guy walked over to me and crouched down in front of me.

"Well, looks like this is your last day because tomorrow the boss wants you gone." He said while smirking and running a finger across his neck. I started begging for my life. This could not be it. I can't die. I did nothing wrong. I wanted to cry so hard, but I just didn't have the energy. How could this be happening? I had to get out of here, but how? I could feel the rope around my wrist. There was no way they had it tight around my cast. I started to rub it against the wooden pole I was tied to. Maybe this will work... maybe it won't, but I have to try.

Noah's POV

We were all back at the warehouse. Everyone was eating, but I couldn't even think about eating knowing PJ was out there scared for her life. Probably hungry. Probably dead. The thought made me sick to my stomach.

"Hey, you have to eat something. You need to keep your energy up for when we find PJ." Tony said putting a bowl of Spaghetti in front of me.

"We aren't going to find her. She's gone. I have no hope at this point."