Beneath Your Beautiful

BURIED PAST

-Bethany

The sun was rising and i still didn't know what the fuck to do. Today we had school anyway, i don't think I'll go.

If i called the guys and Mrs Anderson, they'd make it right?. I'll try my luck.

"Hello?" Chris sounded as if he'd just woken up. Perfect.

"Baby, come over to my house, right now, and bring everyone " i said sounding stern, i didn't want him to know how massive the problem at hand was. So I cut straight to the chase.

"But-" i cut the call, right before Chris could say anything more. Oh, Mrs Anderson was going to have a stroke if i called her. Her fuckin daughter got kidnapped. It's very suspicious though,  i mean, they could've at least taken both of us. I was now walking around the house, looking for any clues. I found nothing. Absolutely nothing. I tried calling her number. Fuck. Her damn phone. She left it here. This was a fuckin dead end.

"H-hello" i dialed Mrs Anderson's number. I was in front of the fridge as I called. Shit i looked like a mess. My hair was all over the place, my eyes were swollen. Like hell. I was fuckin crying. Right now, i swallowed a lump cause I never cry in front of people. Never.

"Hello Beth, i assume Hayley spent the night there huh?" I could practically see the smile in her words. This was going to be rough for all of us.

"Please come over like now" i said crying.

I couldn't hold myself together anymore. This girl was my best friend, and now some psycopath kidnapped her. I felt my chest become tighter, as it became harder to breathe. I curled up into a ball beneath the kitchen island and hell i cried. I'm sure the neighbours heard every single sob.

-Jayden

A knock on the door disturbed my sleep. The idiot was banging the fuckin door and i couldn't ignore it.

I trudged down the stairs. As I reached the damn door and pulled it open. The man just walked in. Psht respect much?

"What do you fuckin want Mateo?" I asked clearly bored with this guy constantly coming to my house and looking for my Aunt whatever relationship this guy had with my Aunt was very toxic cause I swear, i heard them argue all the fuckin time.

"WHERE'S THE BITCH?" he stormed in and shouted, shit. His nostrils flared and his veins literally popped out. He was mad pissed.

"Whoa, don't just come into MY house and act like you own the fuckin place buddy." I answered with twice the hostility he possessed. 

"Come here" he ordered. He led me to our dining table. How does he fuckin know where everything is????? He poured himself a glass of whiskey and damn, he looked terrible.  His hair was ruffled, his tie wasn't in the right position, i swear he almost looked stressed. Or even worried i might add.

"The bitch took my everything" he said. I barely heard anything. His voice broke. Was he about to cry? Just then, my phone buzzed.

Chris

Dude, just got a wierd call from Bethany, somethings off man. She asked me to bring everyone.
Make it there ASAP bro.

I looked up at Mateo who's eyes were fixed on me, as if waiting for feedback.

I ran up to my room and threw on a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. I prepared myself and i grabbed my car keys. And i stormed out of the house. I didn't give a damn if this dick was in my house. I'd deal with him later. AND WHERE THE FUCK IS AUNTY GRACE???

I arrived there in less than 10 minutes and literally everyone was there. Chris, Chelsea, Conner and Bethany. Where the fuck is Hayley.

I noticed that Beth's eyes were puffy. Was she crying? What the fuck is happening? I clenched my jaws cause hell i was about to flip this whole fuckin house.

"Where is she?" A low growl emitted from my mouth. I swear if anybody touched her. I'll rip their damn throats out.

Chelsea  walked up to me and gently rubbed my back.  I swear I was about to pass out when the door flew open. What's with with this guy and acting like he owned the place?

We all turned around to see what was happening. Chelsea's arms fell to my side and she whispered

"Mateo" wait, she knew this son of a bitch? Her face grew pale, she looked like she was about to pass out a stray tear escaped her eyes, and suddenly she was crying.

Mateo rushed over to her and wiped the tears. He hugged her, and she cried, the rest of us just stood there dumbfounded.

"Shhh sshh, mi amor" he cupped her face in his hands . They looked like a couple, he was gentle with her, as if dealing with an egg. His eyes gazed  at her as though she was his life source. He was in love with her.

"Lo siento mi amor" his voice cracked. "I'm sorry my love" What had this son of a bitch done to her, as far as I knew, Chelsea wasn't seeing anyone, eyeing the others in the back, they were clearly shocked, just as I was. The guards waiting outside obviously showed that this guy, was a force to be reckoned with. He was powerful. 

I cleared my throat cause I needed to know where Hayley was. Had she overdosed again, had she run away.

"Where is she" i spoke. I eyed Beth and the others eyed her too. She knew the whereabouts of my girl.

"I-I'm sorry Jayden" she started sobbing " we just fell asleep in the dining room, and the next minute she was screaming outside, some man carried her and threw her in a van" she cried some more " I'm so sorry" Chris pulled her in a hug whereas I,  my world had just crumbled.

Some bitch took her! I started pacing around the room like an idiot. Chelsea was crying in Mateo's arms, Conner was panicking like bitch.

My chest began feeling heavy, i was about to cry. Fuck. I couldn't loose her. I can't loose her. I impulsively walked around the house and punched a fuckin wall. I was mad pissed. I turned my sadness into anger, and i was going to kill the fucker that took my girl. 

"The bitch took her." Mateo said. "I know she did." He said, which bitch?  Who the fuck has my princess?

"Who the fuck has her?" I demanded.

He threw a glass at a wall, he was pissed again.

"I should've come fuckin sooner, non of this would have happened Chelsea "
He yelled. That's when it all clicked.

"You're Hayley's father aren't you?" I asked him. He gazed at me. Expecting me to be scared. I'm not fuckin afraid of anyone. I'm no pussy. Never been, never will be.

"Yes" he answered me. The whole room turned silent. Chelsea was scared.

"I'm next aren't i " she looked at him, his eyes softened.

"Mi amor, if anyone dares to touch you. I will rip their neck out, and feed them to my dogs, I'm back, like I promised, that bitch will pay for taking my daughter" he said in a dangerously low voice.

"Who. The. Fuck. Has. Her" i growled. This fucker had to give me answers. 

He turned to me. Walked up to untill our chests were touching. He said,

"Grace "

I was going to die,before, i was going to kill that bitch. First my mom, now it's my girl??? She has no fuckin peace.

I turned around and walked away. I was going to kill someone.

Authors note●●●

😡😡who would've thought? Grace was behind this, all of this.

Wow

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