Before it's too late *UNDER CONSTRUCTION*

Chapter 8

*Sean's P.O.V.*

Night was falling fast, they couldn't find her anywhere especially with no leads. Sean was worried to death and blamed himself for everything. His sister tried to help calm him down but nothing seemed to work. She was worried like every other person would be if someone they cared about was in danger. Sean couldn't sleep at all, Lanea was out there somewhere and he couldn't do anything about it.


*Lanea's P.O.V.*

Lanea awoke the next morning confused. The room smelled like wet wood and mildew, and it was dark. The room had no windows, the only light source came from under the door which was dim itself. She saw shadows moving from the other side causing her to panic.

"Hello? hello?! can someone hear me?!" She yelled "Get me out of here!" She screamed, banging on the door. There was no answer so she sat back down higging her knees. A minute later the door opens and Lanea jumps up. The mystery man came in with a smirk on his face.

"Who are you, and what do you want from me?"

He doesn't say anything for a second and tapes her mouth. He roughly grabs her chin forcing her to look at him.

"Don't worry about who I am." He finally replies, pure evil laced in his voice.

He glanced down at her chest, making her feel violated. Tears began streaming down her face as he turned to walk out of the room slamming the door shut behind him. Words couldn't explain how scared she was. 'Sean help me...please.' She thought to herself as she rocked herself as a way of comfort.

*Sean's P.O.V.*

"Sean, we will find her okay? don't worry, everything will be fine. WE. WILL. Find her." Monique reassured her brother, it pained her to see him like this. He had not eaten anything since yesterday, and he barely slept last night. "Look, lets just go to the police I'm sure they can help." Monique told him. Sean agreed instantly , determined to get closer to his chance of finding Lanea. They quickly hopped into his car speeding towards the station. They finally make it, Desperately Sean rushes in, Monique following behind.

"What seems to be the problem son?" An officer asked, not enthused when they rushed in.

"Yes we are here to report a missing person." Sean spilled. "Please help me! my girlfriend got kidnapped!"

"Alright, relax son. We will do everything we can to find her, you'll have to tell me everything you know." The officer replied. Sean calmed down enough to tell him the information he needed. 'Lanea, baby I'm coming for you I promise.' He muttered to himself as he and his sister made it back to his car.

*Lanea's P.O.V.*

Lanea was going crazy trying to figure out why she was here in this dark,dirty and cold place. Why was she targeted? who were these men? and what did they want with her? For now all she could do was sit there and hope that Sean would find her and fast. It's been two days, she barely ate anything and she was dirty. All she wanted besides freedom was a full course mean and a nice long shower.

* Sean's P.O.V.*

Later that night, Sean had yet another restless night, he couldn't help but think of what they could be doing to her. When he did finally drift to sleep, he would dream that she was held captive in some isolated building tied up, she had bruises all over her signalling that she's been tortured. He tried to get to her but he couldn't move. She looked dead into his eyes and said "You, y-you promised....you promised you'd never let anything happen to me. HELP ME! YOU PROMISED!!" She looked drained and tired with tears flowing down her face. "Come to me S-Sean....please."

He reached for her but jumped out of his sleep, gasping for air. He glanced over at the clock which read 3:04 a.m. He sighed heavily as he stared at the ceiling. Thinking of the worse case scenario if someone was hurting her. Sean began to hate himself for letting this happen, for not getting to her in time.

*Lanea's P.O.V.*

Lanea couldn't sleep neither, she just wanted to be wrapped up in Sean's arms again. She wanted to hear her best friend's laugh again. Her mind began to wonder as she sat in the corner of the closet like room. She racked her brain, thinking of who could be behind all of this. The only person she could think of was her father.'Is he out of prison? but how?! that's impossible!!' She murmured to herself. Her heart began to race. 'Could he be in the next room?' She thought to herself letting fear take over. What was she going to do?

*Sean's P.O.V.*

Morning finally came, Sean felt even more dreadful realizing that these past few days wasn't some nightmare, realizing that he didn't wake up to her beautiful face and realizing that she was out there with someone doing God knows what to her. All he wanted right now was for her to be in his arm right now.

Monique missed her best friend. She was trying to rack her brain as to why all of a sudden Lanea got snatched up. in a whole different state; Georgia. Who could possibly follow them like that? then it clicked Lanea's father.

"Bro, I know who took Lanea, it makes so much sense." He looked over at her sister with a flash of hope in his eyes.

"Who?"

"Okay listen. With everything that's been going on lately, ya know the whole thing with her mom, her and you. Who did it?"

"Her dad?" he answered back "You know he's locked up though" he added.

"Yes but we both know his rep on the streets, he has connections practically everywhere. Somehow he knew we were leaving the state. So in order to keep the fire off of him, he must have paid someone to kidnap her."

Sean looked at his sister, "You're right, that bastard! But what are we going to do? the cops won't listen to us. How are we going to find her when we don't where to start in the first place?"

Monique shrugged, defeat clearly read all over her face. "I dunno bro, but we have to try."