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They tried to take her away from me... and they succeeded.

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"Dom! Come on! Your show starts in ten minutes!" Y/n giggled as she banged on my dressing room door repeatedly. I sighed happily, opening the door for her to jump into my arms. I took a deep breath, her sweet scent filling my nose.

"I'm ready, love. Just gotta put ma eyeliner on n' I'll be out." I pressed a kiss to her cheek and let her down. Y/n's eyes shone in the light from the room.

"I'll let Gavin know, see ya out there!" She sprinted down the corridor, disappearing into the small office near the stage. I closed the door and walked over to the full body mirror, grabbing my eyeliner pencil.

"Hey man. You excited for tonight?" I jumped at Adam's voice, chuckling.

"Ya scared the shit outta me, Warrington! And fook yeah I'm excited!" I bounced around, trying to burn some energy before letting the rest out on stage. Y/n was gonna be in the crowd tonight, she's brought her parents along.

"I'm fookin' nervous to perform for her parents, Adam. It's their first time watchin' me."

"They'll enjoy it, ya know y/n's mum's favourite is medication, so remember to perform it." Adam patted my back. I swallowed and nodded, sighing. Adam left the room to grab his guitar to head on stage with.

'Come on, Dom. You've got this.' i readied myself up, slapping my face gently. I took one last look in the mirror and breathed deeply. I adjusted my ear piece, sprinting from the room.

"Ready?" Michael nudged me, I dipped my head, grabbing my guitar from one of the tour managers. I peeked my head around the corner and looked for y/n in the sea of fans, but she wasn't with her parents. They were looking around for her too, but couldn't find her. I bit my lip, heading to Gavin's office. I knocked and walked in. She wasn't in here either.

"Gav, where's y/n? She's not out there." He hummed, shrugging.

"No idea, dude. She hasn't been in here." I sighed, thanking him and leaving. Did she leave? Why would she, though? Her mum and dad are here with her. The sound crew were muttering amongst themselves.

"I saw y/n get dragged out by those guys in black suits, they looked important."

"Should we tell Yungblud?"

"Yeah, maybe." I began to sweat, where did those guys take her? What are they gonna do to her. I raced back to the dressing room and grabbed Adam.

"Adam, we need to go find y/n!" His eyes widened.

"Chill, Dom. Where is she?" I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked 'find my Iphone', her little dot blinked, going down the high street. I showed Adam, he grabbed his keys and followed me out of the building to his car. We dived in and sped down the road, trying to follow y/n's location.

"Left down here." My eyes didn't leave my screen, a tear hit my hand holding my phone. Adam made a sharp left to head down the high street. I glanced up. seeing an all black van ahead of us.

"There she is! Don't lose fookin' sight of 'em!" Adam put his foot down, getting closer to the van. They took a right, us doing the same. They stopped outside of a large warehouse and ran to the back, two men opened the doors while two more held pistols at us. We slowly got out and put our hands up.

"You have ma fookin' girlfriend!" I shouted, watching y/n being dragged away to the building with a bag over her head. She screamed and threw herself about, trying to break free.

" 'Ommie!" She cried, disappearing inside. The two guys grabbed me and Adam, taking us inside. Adam took note of the listener plate of the van.

"You try and interfere, I'll blow your fucking brains out." They pressed the gun to my temple. My heart was thudding in my chest.

"J-just don't hurt her, please. She's all I 'ave." I tried to hold back my sobs. We were taken to a big room, pushed down into chairs, arms and legs strapped down with leather belts. Y/n still had the bag over her head, hands tied behind her back. My heart hurt at the sight of her.

She doesn't deserve this.

"Let 'er go!" The hammer cocked in my ear, the guy pushed the cold gun into my temple more. A tallish man ripped the bag from y/n's head, revealing her tear-stained face, tape covered her mouth. She saw me and tried to get up, but she couldn't.

"Just stay still, baby. We'll be done quicker if ya comply. It's all gon' be okay."

"Is it?" Another gun cocked from behind me, aiming straight at y/n.

"Don't shoot her! Shoot me instead!" Y/n's muffled scream sent the room silent. The men looked at each other and nodded.

"Any last words to say to your girlfriend?" I looked at the one beside me.

"Can ya let me up to 'er? I promise not to try anythin'. Just lemme feel 'er one more time..." They mumbled between each other, two guys helped me out of the restraints and held onto me. They took me over to y/n. I reached my hand out and ripped the tape from her mouth, she immediately kissed me. I cupped her face in my one free hand. I gave the guy a look, he let my other hand go, taking a few steps back.

"I'm so sorry, y/n. I should've never brought ya into the limelight wimme... this is all ma fault," I looked down, placing my hands over the belt buckles around her legs. I tried to slowly undo them without raising suspicion, "am I able to undo her arm restraints? Please, I-I just want one last hug off her..." I sniffed. One guy nodded, i undid them after successfully opening the belts around her legs.

"Let Adam up so he can say goodbye, they're like family." They let him up, but Adam stayed put, he knew what to do. Y/n threw her arms around me, gripping tightly and crying into my neck. I held her close to me.

"When I say go, wrap ya legs around me and we're gonna bolt it outta here." She hummed. I looked behind at Adam, three of the guys were just in front of him. He was ready to take them down.

"Go." Everything happened so quickly. Me and y/n dodged all the men and got out, Adam close behind. We got back to Adam's car and drove off.

"That was close, are you okay, love?" Y/n was shaking violently in the back seat. I reached my hand back for her to hold.

She's safe now, we're together again.

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"It's already been two years, Adam... I don't know how the fook to do this." I paced around the room, remembering that night like it was a daily thing. I was tired of thinking about it over and over.

"What you need to remember is, they didn't kill her, she killed herself. The PTSD from that night would haunt her for the rest of her life, you can't blame her. It wasn't selfish of her to go, she just couldn't bare to live with that image in her head anymore. But look what she's left you." I turned my head, smiling. Teresa laid sound asleep with her dummy in her mouth and teddy over her chest.

"Yeah, she's one of the best things to 'appen to me." I sniffed, wiping my eyes.

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