Rich Boy Problems

Chapter 9 Waking Up

"Honey, we need to call the police."

"Andria, did you not read the note, we can't call the police."

Andria is my mom and dad is Dave. "No we-"

"No! If you want our children back then you won't call the police."

"Then what do we do."

"We hire a private investigator. We're going to get our son and daughter back. We will." He whispers the last part to our mom, pulling her into a hug. "But for now we need to all at least try to sleep, so we can think clearly."

I sigh, but go up to my room and lay on my bed. I honestly don't think I'll be able to sleep at all... My girlfriend was shot, my brother and sister were kidnapped, and there is no way to really get them back.

I close my eyes and attempt to empty my head. I slowly start to fall asleep, but I wake up shortly after because I hear someone sobbing. I sigh and turn on my music to attempt to tune it out.

I start to think about Ivy. It just needs to be tomorrow so I can go see her again, so I can hold her in my arms again. In my mind is the image of us cuddling, and I fall asleep with that picture in my head.

In the morning I get up right away, and go downstairs. I see Mom in the kitchen with a cup of coffee in her hands, most likely not her first one this morning. "Oh Ashton, did you sleep at all? You look so tired." She says walking over to me, putting a hand on my cheek.

"I did a little. What about you Mom? You look worse than me."

"I slept for about an hour." She responds handing me a cup of coffee.

"I'm going to see Ivy again today." I tell her.

"Just be safe." She says as I walk out.

"Yes, Mom." I say as I close the door.

Jake's P.O.V

I sigh as Jess lays her head on my shoulder. How did this happen? This should have never happened...

Soon the plan lands. "I love you Jake." She mumbles through her gag.

"I love you too Jessica." I say through mine. I watch as a guy undoes her seatbelt.

"Come on kitten." He mutters to her as someone undoes mine.

That's when I get fed up with all of this. I kick the guy that has a hold of Jess in the back of the knee. He stumbles forward, letting go of Jess. Kicking him felt good, doing something to him, even though what they're doing to us is way worse.

Before I can do anything else I get slapped across the face, hitting my head on the arm of the seat as I fall. I feel blood start to come from my head. I try to get up, but it feels like someone kicks me in the stomach, knocking me down again. "Uhg." I groan falling back to the ground.

"Jake!" I here Jess scream. She keeps screaming until they drag her off the plane, or at least until I can't hear her anymore.

I slowly get to my feet, and then feel someone press something to my forehead, while sitting me down. "What are you doing?" some guy asks.

"Stopping the blood. We need him alive and in pretty good condition."

"Well if you're doing that..." I feel a cloth go over my mouth.

My head is spinning, and I'm too tired to fight them. I pretty much welcome the darkness to overcome me.

Ashton's P.O.V.