Together {C.D}

Chapter 3

Tessa's P.O.V

I woke up. The room I was in was pitch black. I try to stand up by my hands are tied together behind the chair. My legs are tied to the front two chair legs. I soon remembered what had happened and why I was here. I heard the girls whimpering either side of me.

I squinted my eyes to get a better look. They were all in the same position that I was. I was in the middle. Four girls on one side, three on the other. I looked, in more detail, around the room. My eyes got used to the darkness of the room and I could see a bit better. My head started aching, around where I'd hit it. A small bit of light was seeping through the gap between the door and the floor.

The door was swung open and all the girls screamed, starting to cry. I knew I had to pretend to be strong. I did exactly that. The masked man walked towards me.

"Not scared, huh?" I could see him smirking, through his balaclava type thing.

"Not one bit" I smirked, acting more confident than I am.

"We'll see about that once I'm done with you" he gave me a dirty smirk. The girls all stopped crying and stared at me. I kept a straight face.

"We'll see" I looked at him blankly.

He untied my roped and instead of doing what the other girls would probably do and try to make a run for it, I let him take me into another room. He probably would've thought through me trying to run away.

He threw me on a bed, tying my hands to the headboard, above my head.

I don't want to say what happened next but I'm pretty sure you can tell.

"Get up. We're going back to the other room" he commanded. I couldn't move. He smacked my bare butt and I whimpered in pain.

"I-I can't m-move" I chocked out.

"That's fine baby girl, I'll carry you" he walked over, getting me dressed then picking me up bridal style.

"D-don't call me baby girl. My b-boyfriend calls me that" I muttered under my breathe so he couldn't hear me.

I decided on trying to show him I truly wasn't scared. I squirmed out of his arms and he set me down. I started kissing up and down his jawline. He moaned and grabbed my face, going straight into a full on make out session. I felt like throwing up, just to clarify, I didn't kiss back.

I feel dirty. I feel weird. I feel like I want to shed my skin after what I just experienced in that other room.

"Woah, woah, wait till tomorrow, babe!" He pulled away from the make out session. It meant nothing to me. I only have eyes for Cam. I truly do love him. Although we fight, it's not healthy to have a relationship where everything is perfect all the time. Being here made me realised how much I need him on a daily basis.

He opened the door to the room and, gently, pushed me in. He came behind me and tied my hands and legs up again. He kissed me on the lips then left the room. I missed Cam's lips. Cam always has minty fresh breath. This guys breath smells like straight up dog food.

Cameron's P.O.V

We've been searching all day, all night. Still nothing. I need her back, I need her in my arms. I need her to tell me that everything's okay and that I'm stupid and an idiot but she loves me anyway. I just need her. Is that really too much to ask? To have the girl I love safe with me? To be happy? Is it really too much to ask?

Johnson thought it'd be a good idea to go home, to bed. We could come back tomorrow and carry on searching, when it was light outside.

I'm going crazy without her. She's my life. When I get her back, which I will, I'm never letting her go, ever again.