America's Princess (Random Updates)

Chapter 29

Olivia opened her eyes and frowned in confusion when she realized that she was in a room she didn't recognize. Oh god where am I? she panicked as her eyes tried to find some light in the darkness that was surrounding her. Her chest ached as it struggled against the tightness in her ribs.

"Ava?" she gasped as she felt everything closing in on her.

There was a loud thumping noise pounding in her head and she felt something wet on her skin, but she couldn't see anything around her to find out what it was. Her skin felt so tight that she wouldn't be surprised if she was bleeding at this point.

She reached out to try and find a way out of wherever she was but that just resulted in her falling off a bed that she was sitting on. Feeling around in the cold darkness, she was able to feel a nightstand and on top of it was her phone. She sobbed in relief when it opened thanks to her fingerprint.

Her vision was blurry so she just hit the call button and hoped whoever she last called would pick up.

"Olivia? What's wrong? It's two in the morning where you are. Where are the guys?" Ben Taylor's voice filled her ears over the loud pounding.

"H...h..." a whimper managed to escape as her chest tightened even more preventing her from getting more air into her lungs. "Hel...h..."

"Shhhh, it's okay," Ben's voice tried to soothe her. "I'll get you help, Little One. It will be okay." A painful sob finally managed to escape. "Where the fuck are you? And where is Ava?" He angrily growled in the distance. "Olivia is on the phone with me freaking the fuck out! Why aren't you with her if Ava is handling some press shit? Why the hell is she working at two in the morning? Why aren't you doing your damn jobs? I should fly over there and kick your ass! Get to her now before she passes out and hurts herself!" He cleared his throat, "It will be okay, Little One, the guys are on their way. Just keep listening to my voice. Try and take a deep breath, you're safe. Noone can hurt you; I promise."

She managed to let out a whimper as she listened to him talking to her in a soothing tone while she curled up into herself even more.

Suddenly there was a bright light, which not only startled her but made her eyes ache. She flinched, hiding her face into her knees to stop the brightness. Her whole body shook as she tightened her grip on her phone. The scent of vanilla surrounded her as warm arms wrapped around her.

"Hey Cupcake, I'm here," Luke's soft voice spoke. "I'm going to take your phone and tell Uncle we have you, okay?" Her gasps were the only response, so he uncurled her fingers from around her phone and held it out behind him. "I have you, Cupcake," he murmured as he placed soft kisses on the top of her head. "Can you look at me, pretty please?" she barely lifted her head and he gave her a gentle smile as he wiped her tears from her face. "There's my pretty Cupcake," he whispered as her mind finally registered that he was actually there holding her. A sob escaped as she pushed through the pain and flung her arms around his neck. "I have you, my precious Cupcake," he whispered as he shifted her so she could wrap her legs around him as he held her while they sat on the floor. "You're safe, I promise." He ran his hand up and down her back in a soothing motion. "My precious Cupcake."

"Did you forget that you fell asleep here, Darling?" Owen asked as he dropped to his knees behind Luke so he could look into her tear-filled eyes. She whimpered as she tightened her grip on Luke's neck. "I am so sorry you woke up scared and alone, Darling," he apologized.

"I am so sorry," Ava said as she walked into the room. "I didn't hear her. I would have came rushing in here, I swear it."

"Hush," Raven shook his head. "Walls thick so not disturb others. You not able hear, nyet fault."

"Still..." she trailed off with so much guilt in her voice.

Vladimir gripped her chin, forcing her to look up into his dark brown eyes. "Nyet fault. Stop, Zolotse (Precious)," he demanded before pulling her into his hold. She tensed for a second but he continued holding her and eventually she tentatively wrapped her arms around his back and gripped his shirt. He mumbled something in Russian making Lev and Egor smirk before masking their faces again.

"Hey Olivia, I need you to try and slow your breathing, okay?" Sean said as he knelt down and wrapped his fingers around her small wrist. "I don't want you to pass out from your panic attack. Let's try and copy Luke's breathing, okay?"

"Here Cupcake, listen to my heart," Luke murmured as he leaned back a little so her head would slide from his neck to his chest. Owen scooted closer to Luke so he could rest against Owen's chest comfortably and started running his fingers through Olivia's hair making her let out a soft mewl and clutch Luke's shirt tighter in her grasp.

"Such a good girl, listening to us," Owen praised softly as he continued to run his fingers through her hair while Luke continued softly rubbing her back. "There you go, just relax, Darling, such a good girl."

After a few minutes, Luke felt her melt into him even more and smiled as Sean whispered, "She's back asleep. Come on, let's get out of here."

Lev grabbed Egor's shoulder and motioned to the other room. "Get Lishichka (Little fox) things."

"Da," Egor nodded, "Stay with Vlad Krasotka (Gorgeous) I get all things," he said as he walked into the room she had come from.

"I'll help Gabe gather her things," Kota whispered as he slid her phone into his pocket.

Raven growled as he came back into the room from talking to the owners. "Let's go home."