Blurred Lines

~You Will Be Found~

Jessica's POV:

I watched as Kali was pulled out of the mall by that guy. Something didn't feel right about this. I know her from somewhere. I have SEEN her face before. I just can't remember where.

I looked down at the picture I took of her and chewed on my lip. Who are you Kali? My phone screen went black and my fiancés name popped up. I sighed as I answered the phone.

"Yes baby daddy?"

"You done yet? My brother and I need some help." I left the store empty handed. That girl really had my brain a mess. I know her. I know I do. And those bruises. God they were bad. He was abusing her. He had to be.

"Jess?" But who could she be? An old friend? An ex? FUCK THIS IS ACTUALLY PISSING ME OFF!

"Jessic-"

"Who's Kali? Do we know someone named Kali? I feel like we know Kali. Do we?" I asked quickly.

"JESSICA FUCKING REDMOORE!" I guess we know Kali.

"Henry do not yell at me every again or I swear I'll-"

"BABY! KALI IS SHORT FOR KALANI!" Kalani? Who's-SHIT!

FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I knew she fucking looked familiar. She's my fiancés brothers girl. SHE WAS KIDNAPPED. I fucking found her, and I didn't even fucking realize it.

"GRANDALE! SHES IN FUCKING GRANDALE!" I yelled as I quickly ran to the exit and looked around for her. I couldn't see shit.

"Oh my god! You literall-"

"START BLAMING ME AND WATCH WHAT HAPPENS FUCKFACE!" I screamed into the phone as I quickly made my way around the parking lot.

"TELL ME SOMETHING WOMAN!"

"I-" I saw a car zoom my way and I quickly jumped out of the way. It happened in slow motion. But the guy from inside, the guy with Kali, was driving.

He looked at me and he sped by. He had this satisfied look on his face. I made sure to memorize the license plate number on the car. If I had my fucking gun I'd blow out a tire, but of course I DONT HAVE IT.

"Jess-"

"JH27K78B!" I yelled as I wobbled over to my car. I jumped in before I quickly started the car.

"SHIT!" I groaned as I slammed my foot down on the gas and sped out of the parking lot. I could still see the car, but barely. I was losing him. Which meant I was losing her.

I couldn't do that. Not too Austin. I hadn't got to know him just yet, but he was my brother now. He didn't have a damn choice.

"The owner's name is Gale Nighburg. She's 67, lives alone. We can't find a fucking address!" I threw my phone down in the seat next to me so I could focus.

I had to catch up. I was so close. So close to catching him. But of course there was an accident just in front of me that made me stop.

"FUCK! He's gone!" I said, frustration was CLEAR in my voice. I was so damn close. That girl was broken. The way she hesitated to tell me her name. Shopping for baby clothes.

He's gonna hurt her. And this time, It's on me.

Kali's POV:

I regret it. I regret everything. I shouldn't have said anything. I shouldn't have tried to run. I should have just listened. I should've given him what he wanted. I wish I would've given him what he wanted.