Coles POV
The police have been called. We have been questioned. They are still gone. She is still gone. My Emily is still gone. And, we still have to go on with life. I am suppose to help get ideas for a song. I can't considerate. Jill says just to write. So, I do.
perfect
worth it
earned it
I write those over and over again. Than I write,
you make it look like its magic,
cause I see nobody nobody but you
I'm never confused
I'm so use to being used
And I keep writing. The next thing I know I have a whole song. I read over the lyrics and by the time I am done, I am crying again. She is my favorite kind of night. She is my everything. I can't live without her. I take out Alex's broken phone. I was suppose to throw it away. I just couldn't. Something in there had to help me find her. I read the last line again.
"They are trying to take us to the wha"
How was that suppose to be finished?
what?
where
whare?
With the last one I see it. The whare house!!! Sure, to anyone that didn't live around here, you would think it is just a typo for "warehouse". But it's not. The whare house is a place that is supposedly haunted. Girls went missing from there. Boys are always fine. I lunge for my phone.
Me- GABE!
Gabe- woah dude calm down!
M- IthinkIknowwheretheytookthem!
G- slow down!
M- I think I know where they took them!
G- I told you already, DANA ate the last of the candy. It wasn't stolen!
M- No!! The girls!!
G- WHAT?!
M- Come over to their apartment!
G- why are you there?
M- I was using Emily's room and keyboard to work on the song.
G- you- never mind I'll be right over.
Soon, Gabe is here. I explain what I found, and I can tell he barley could follow me.
"Okay dude, we need to get this to the cops!" Gabe says and calls in right away. Whale he is on the phone, I am pulling on me shoes. When Gabe gets off the phone, I am already heading out the door. "Cole! Where are you going!"
"To save my girl!"
Emily POV
I wake up in a room with no windows and a door with no nob. I kick it in anger. Alex just sits there agented the wall staring straight ahead.
"Alex. What do we do?!" I say pacing back and forth.
"Nothing," Alex says softly. I look at her in surprise. Usually I am the one with no hope and she is the one making the plan.
"Alex? What's wrong?" I ask her siting by her.
"We are going to be sold," Alex says softly.
"What?!" I say shocked. "I thought that they have some kinda ransom."
Alex lets out a forced laugh. "That's only in the movies Em. We are going to another country to become slaves."
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Could only Imagine
FanfictieMoving has always been hard with switching schools. So, I was always home schooled. Once I graduated, I moved to LA, and the main problem I found was making friends. Until I meat Alex Moore.
