Where'd she go?

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(I'm sorry it took so long!)

As I go to bored the plane, I get grabbed by waist and pulled to someone's chest. I freak out and start to panic. Then my mouth is covered by a huge hand.
"Babe, calm down we're gonna go for a little ride,"a familiar man's voice whispers into my ear. I struggle some more, but I can't get free. He shoves a pill in my mouth and then it all went black.

When I wake up, I feel hungover and I'm restrained to a chair by a lot of rope.
"Oh look she's awake,"a lady with fake bright red hair walks over and grabs my chin in her hands. I struggle angrily because I want to just kick or punch her.
"Get away from me!"I hiss at her. I snatch my head away from her grip and bite her hand. As she's screaming, David walks in the room.
"Well, she's still feisty,"David chuckles.
"YOU SON OF A BI,"he slapped me before I could finish.

*Brantley POV*

When I get home from my interview, the tv is on, but it's paused.
"Lindsay?"I holler before running upstairs, but there's no sign of her. I walk back downstairs after I noticed all of her clothes were gone. I sit down on the couch and press play. On the tv, it was Lindsay and she started off with a sigh.
"Brantley Keith Gilbert,"she smiles at my name before continuing," I left while you were gone because I couldn't say goodbye to your handsome face. I'll be back in a couple of weeks, but I'm going to miss you. I hope you watch this and don't move on before I get back,"she tears up and takes a deep breath,"I don't know exactly when I'll be back but don't forget me. I have to take care of real people business that I don't expect you to understand. I mean you're a star and if you move on I don't blame you,"she begins to cry, "Georgia nor you or your fans need me around. I love you and I promise I'll eventually be back. Not that you'll want me,"she says as she ends the video. I throw the remote across the room and pick up my phone. I call her, but it goes straight to voicemail; I then throw my phone at the wall. I punch the mirror in the hallway before I hear my phone. I grab it from the floor and flip it open.
"Hello?!"I sigh.
"Brantley, what's wrong?"Kolby answers. I growl and hang up on him.

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