Kidnap Me I Might Play With Your Heart (WeeklyChris)

Your protecting me

Anna's POV:
"I'm going to hate myself for asking this" I spoke my eyes trailing away from him, "how did you know Chad was after me?".

Chris looked at me for a moment, then removing his hands from my sides, turning away from me. "Forget I said that" I spoke up, stepping back I front of Chris, and pulling my arms around neck.

"I can't, Anna" Chris bit his lip "Chad came to me and told me I had to take you, or he'd kill Crawford, Brent and Cameron. I didn't know you then Anna, and if I had, I wouldn't have brought you into all of this, you're the most amazing person and don't deserve to live like this".

I took a moment processing Chris' words as he spoke, then crashing my lips to his before he could say anything else.

"I don't care that any this happened," I whispered slightly pulling away, "we're alive. And you standing here in front of me is all that I need". Chris took a deep breath before pulling me into a hug, "I love you Anna", his words slightly shock me.

I pull away from Chris so I can look him in the eyes, "I love you too".

Brent's POV:

I walk into the living room to be startled at the sight of Trey sitting on the course with a beer in his hand. "Can I help you with something?" I ask, sounding suspicious. "Where's Anna?" He asked back, without turning too look at me.

"She's not here" I state firmly, "and she defiantly wouldn't be coming to see you".

"She came by my place earlier," Trey started, "and did you make the decision or did she? Her leaving". I look at the ground for a moment before replying, "she did".

Trey stands, and walks past me, and past Chris and Crawford who enter the room, into the kitchen. As he takes a seat at the island he places his beer down. "You should probably leave" Cam speaks up.

"What? And go back to my brother. Anna's right, u can't keep protecting him" Trey speaks angrily, "then why aren't you telling someone besides us?" Cam speaks again.

"Well," Trey starts, taking a sip from his drink, "I figured Anna could walk down there with ,e, I'm mean, she has experienced everything first hand" Trey taught's.

"I can go" Cam stated glaring at Trey, "If you really need Someone".

"Are you driving or am I?"

Anna's POV:

I pull Chris closer to me by the neck of his shirt, as he bites his lip. Being lost in the moment, I haven't even realized what time reached, until I quickly glanced at the clock as Chris pulled off his shirt leaning up. 9:00pm.

"Are you sure?" Chis asked quietly, as his hand ran up my leg, under the bottom of my skirt. I take a moment, to nod my head, oblivious to every bad situation happening around me, besides tis one. My hand reaches at the back of Chris head as he gets comfortable over me.

Continue in the passionate kiss with Chris for several moments before quickly pushing him over to the bottom of the bed, and brought myself on top of him this time straddling his waste. I remove my top, leaving me in my bra and skirt.

I fiddle with Chris' belt, unhooking the buckle as I leant down to him. As my lips were inches away from Chris' a sudden knock on the hotel door made me jump.

"Room service"

I smiled at Chris, before leaning up, pulling a sweater over my head and answering the door. "Hello" I smile, " you must have the wrong room, we didn't order anything".

"I under stand, but this number was called from outside the hotel, nothing too serious hun. Just the envelope" the girl at the door smiled back, as she held out her hand with the package. "Thanks" I replied,hesitant to grab the envelope, shutting the door.

"Chris," I spoke turning the corner back into the main area, seeing Chris still on the bed. "I heard the conversation" he spoke up, as I turned to the table away from the bed, to pull the paper from the envelope.

In seconds Chris came from behind me unzipping the back of my dress, as spoke "can we finished where we started". Chris didn't say anything else, but put his arm around my waste, and resend his head in my shoulder as I continued to unfold the paper.

Hey Anna, I thought you'd like the hint, they found a note on Chad's body, and it was addressed to you, closed lead us to believe your friends killed him. The second you're found Anna, is the second everyone goes to jail. This is of course, unless you can provide proof that you never got hurt, and weren't kidnapped. There's nothing we can do.

Cam's POV:

Both Trey and I stepped out of the car, following Trey to the door of the police station, he stopped and turned to me. "Are you sure you warn to do this?" He asked cautiously.

"Your brother. He killed Chad, and shot Anna's dad. He's not getting away with this" I replied firmly. "And go won't get away with either!" Trey raised is voice as he stopped me from goin past him, "once your in there all of the truth comes out. He doesn't just go to jail. You could, all of you could and so could I. Unless you can think of something else, you'll have to tell them everything".

I look at Trey for a moment, before making my decision and stepping inside.

"I need to speak with an officer" I spoke to the lady sitting at the front desk, as she typed on her computer. "Okay, what's your situation?" She asked, politely, "I" I paused, "have information on the death of Chad Balk".

"Okay, take a seat over there and officer will be out in about 5 minutes" she nodded towards a seating area.

I sat in silence beside Trey for approximately 2 minutes before Chris and Anna suddenly came rushing through the doors, towards me, handing hand. "

"What did you tell them?" Anna asked frantically, "nothing. Yet" I replied quickly. "Good because you're not going to tell them anything" Chris spoke up from behind Anna.

"What do you mean? We're going to expose detective Archer. They need to know, even if I have to give myself up" I argued. "No, listen, this never happened, I was never kidnapped. I came to you guys because I new I needed protection. This never happened, and I found out myself that he killed Chad." Anna spoke strongly.

"And Trey" she started again, as he looked towards her, his eyes red. "You weren't involved in this either, you were simply just Chad's friend".

Moments later and someone had lead us to a small room, where an officer and Detective Archer sat across a table. Before taking a seat Anna stopped herself to glare at Cole. "You killed Chad" she squinted, placing her hands on the table to get in his face.

"Anna.." Chris spoke up going along with it. "You fucking killed him! And your getting away with it because no one would suspect the detective of his case!" Anna yelled, angrily. "Anna Beige" the officer beside him looked towards her, "please take your seat so we can have a proper discussion".

"Are you not seeing what's happening?" Anna asked as she sat. "Well what I'm seeing is that you're not telling me the whole story" the officer began as she pulled out a notepad, "Detective Archer has informed me more information about you Anna, you don't need to be afraid to tell us the truth. We know about your kidnapping".

"Kidnap? Do you see what he's doing, he's making up an elaborate story just to get the focus off him!" Anna spoke, directing her attention to Cole.

The officer raised her eyebrows at Anna, "Id they're making you say this, you can tell us. In fact, if you confirm any evidence, we could have them arrested right now. We have our case, and they will be locked up sooner or later" she spoke, with no emotion.

"Your kidding." Anna looked shocked, as she pulled herself to Chris, "what's your case? How I went with them willingly, for protection? How your detective both killed Chad and shot my father? And how I can't lie when I say that I love Chris, and he wouldn't do anything to hurt me. And if you want to arrest them, all your going to do is screw up all of our lives. And when you find out your mistake, you'll regret it".

A/N: I hope everyone liked the chapter and there is only 1-2 more left!
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Do you think Chris and Anna are actually in love?
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Will Crawford, Brent, Cam or Chris go to jail?
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