*****Camila's POV*****
"Mila! Breakfast is ready and you have to eat today". I just sat up at my desk and continue working. I wrote down all of Anon's notes, the things he's done, possible suspects. Anything that would help me find Dinah. Everyone told me that very were gone, but I refused to let that happen. I was going to find her. We were going to be married. And with Brooke, we'd be a family.
"Camz" I hear Lauren call from my door, but it doesn't stop me from working. "Camila, let's take a break sweetheart" she said slowly. I saw her trying to reach for my notebook, but I wouldn't let her take it. "I'll c-c-come eat, j-just p-please... D-o-on't touch anything" I beg, hugging the book to my chest. She just nodded and guided me by my shoulders down to the kitchen table.
Since Dinah went missing, fifth harmony has changed completely. We're not making music. We all live in a house that Simon paid for. And we go work regular jobs and then come back here. We're just has-beens now.
"Good morning Camila" Ally cooed with her sweet voice like she always did to me. "H-Hi". I developed a stutter after I went into a silence strike for about a month. Since then, I usually write to get things out. I don't like to talk anymore. Talking usually lead to frustrating myself and that ended back to crying. And I hated to cry.
"So girls" Normani started, "Lauren and I think we need to keep going with life. And we think its time to go visit our families". I hadn't seen them in so long, but I really didn't want to go home. Knowing that Dinah's family was without one of their most important members. Her parents without their oldest child. It made me feel even more terrible for letting Anon take her.
"I w-wanna g-g-g" I stop, taking a deep breath. By the look on the girls' face, I know they want me to finish what I'm saying. After all, me speaking is an occasion. "H-Hansens" I struggle to get out, but they seem to get the message. "What about the Hansen's?" Ally asked, rubbing my hand like she did when I got like this.
I hated being like this. I was definitely a burden to the girls and it was only going to be worst for my family at home. "I wanna see the Hansen's" I said slowly, hearing the girls gasp after. "Mila, when do you wanna go see them?" "S-Soon" I say, flipping through my book.
I need her back. She is the love of my life and I need her. Its been 3 months since Dinah went missing. In approximately 2 months, our baby would be here. And in the arms of Anon. I have to find her...both of them. Because their lives depend on it.... And so does mine.
*****Dinah's POV*****
"Are you hungry, Dinah?" Her footsteps echoed against the cement floor, ringing in my ears. I had my head down, knees on the ground and hands shackled above my head. "Why ask a question you know the answer to, sweetheart?" I chuckle dryly. The longer I'm in here, the sicker I get. Lack of food and possible disease, and then my baby may be gone.
"I just thought I should ask, be a polite host" she smirks. She pulls out fresh fruit right in front of me. As much as I tried to deny it, I couldn't help but stare. I licked my lips at how red it was, and how close it was. But I know how this usually goes. She would get something from me and I'd get nothing.
"I have an idea for you". The way her evil snuck into her face scared me. She walked over to her bag across the room, pulling out a video camera. She set it up on a tripod in front of me. "Look here sweetie, I want you to do exactly what I say".
I can't give up. If I do in here, I'll lose Camila and Brooke. And she'd lost us. I just want my family back and safe. And away from Alexa."I'm gonna get out of here" I whisper. "It's funny you think that. He used to say things like that all the time" she chuckled kind of sadly.
Something about Alexa left me unsettled.... Besides the obvious. Yes, she abducted a gay pregnant teenage popstar who she acted like she was good friends to. But what I saw was a deep pain. And it was always about "him", whoever he may be. "Don't get your hopes up kid, I don't even know what I'm going to do with you yet". "Hopes all I got".
"I want to bother your little girlfriend and your buddies" she smirked, sitting behind the camera. "Speak freely" she said. "Alexa is a crazy bitch and has me held hostage. She needs to be stopped a". I'm cut off when a glass bottle is thrown next to my head. "Pull some shit like that again and I will kill your baby" she growled. I just nodded and started again.
"H-hi girls. I miss you. All of you. I'm gonna be brave for all of you and for Brooke and I". I take a deep breath as tears start to steam down my face. "Mila? I'm sorry. I should've ran. I couldn't got away but I didn't run. I love you s-so much. I'm trying so hard to get back to you. I love you so much, and I'll keep Brookie safe. I promise".
My voice cracked through my final words as I sobbed. "Sing" Alexa growled. "Sing what?" I shouted back through the tears. "Hmmm" she hummed as she stopped to think. "Whatever u want dinah". I'll song my song for her. The one she sang to my family when I was in the hospital.
Settle down with me
Cover me up
Cuddle me in
Lie down with me
And hold me in your arms
And your heart's against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck
I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet
And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love
When I finished singing, Alexa turned the camera off and walked over to me. She kneeled down in front of me, smirking at me. She reaches up to touch my face, and I start flailing to stay away from her. "Stop. A pretty girl like you shouldn't be crying". "I don't know what you want... But doing this isn't going to change anything. You psychotic bitch".
And then a hand in connected to my cheek. "You know nothing, you idiot. You and your friends are the real monsters and have destroyed my entire life. I will make you feel that same pain I felt" she yelled.
She walked towards the door, turning back to look at me. She had a plate handed to her, which she sat on the floor and kicked to me. "Enjoy, ya bitch". But it sat right in front of me, with no way to reach it. I move to sit with my legs crossed, knees up.
"Hey Brookie, it's mommy. I know we're going through some hard times, but mommy's gonna take good care of you" I say quietly. I sing to her every night like I usually do. I heard music stimulates the baby's mind and my child is going to be smart. So I hummed somewhere over the rainbow, my throat sore from crying and yelling and the lack of water. And then I slowly started to drift after.
I'll find you Camila.
