Defenceless Against Love. (Don't Give Up)

Chapter 6: The Unknown

No-one? That's a surprise. When I opened the door, there was a parcel. And a letter.

Dear Bitch,
It's your fault so blame yourself. When I come for you, there isn't going to be you when I'm done with you.
Hope all is well. Not. Where's Alana?? Try guess.

Inside the parcel was Alana's phone. And a cd. I picked them up, slammed the door shut and ran upstairs to Alana's room and played the cd.

'No!! Please don't!!' Alana.
Blake came up stairs.
'What do you want to say to bitch? Make it quick deary!!!'
I couldn't make out the other voice but it sounded familiar.
'Don't hurt my daughters!! I will murder you Phillips!!' Alana's voice was hoarse from screaming. Phillips? Who's that? The video had long ended.
"Huh what?"
"You were daydreaming."
I hummed in acknowledgement.

"So what now??" Carter asked.
I shrugged my shoulders. I gasped and literally leaped to my phone. I have to tell Jess and Em!!

*RING. RING.*
"Hello??! Come home quick. It's Alana!! I can't say, he might hear. But just come!!!" I was pacing very badly and when I sat I was fidgety. When I heard the door bell I raced to it and flung it open to reveal Jess and Em looking equally, maybe even more then me, worried. They rushed up stairs while I explained the situation to Blake.
"So basically someone is holding my guardian prisoner and I need to figure out who. If your going to help come upstairs if not, the door's there!!" I said pointed to the door and bolted upstairs.

"Have an insight on the tracker in her jacket?!" I shouted.
Also please don't ask why we have a tracker in her pocket. It's better safe then sorry. The world I live in, is very dangerous. I was pacing around the room. I was too worried to do anything.

In the end, Blake did come and help. Blake and everyone else.

*Ring Ring*

"Hello?"
"We haven't found much, but we found out that the tracker is disabled"
I couldn't believe it. This Phillips dude has disabled Alana's tracker.

There was another knock on the door. I opened it to reveal another box on it.

Tick Tock Sweetheart. You Haven't Got Much Time Left.
Neither Has Alana. Bring Me What I Want And I'll Leave You Alone. Forever.
Here's An Update, Bitch.

And with the note was Alana's scarf and a photo of her tied to a chair.

"Robyn!" Blake's voice desperate "they've found something!! We don't know why though..." He trailed. I nodded, distracted and annoyed.

I walked inside and showed Jess and Em. Jess started having a nervous breakdown and Em looked like she was ready to murder someone.

"What did you find?!" I yelled at Sam, my tech guy.
"Alana is in America, but the videos are being emailed to someone by the name of Jay Philips. Do you know who that is?" He asked like he knew something I didn't. I shook my head.
"No... Who is he?" Desperation laced my voice.
"He is the strongest gang's leader in America and he's out to get you. I don't know why yet but we're working on that." He said, calmly and confidently.
I nodded again.
"Just find out why Sam, I need to know." I was still pacing around the living room.
"Will do Robyn. It's taking time though. We are all on it though so don't worry." His voice slightly laced with sympathy.
"Cya Sam." And I hung up. I almost don't say bye unless I meant it.

~4 Hours Later~

Blake's POV

We still hadn't found out anything. Robyn was pacing around the room and if this were a cartoon you would be able to see the steam coming out of her ears. Even Aaron and Connor came which was a surprise since they hardly come to anyone's house they don't know properly.

"Robyn, chill. We'll find out who took Alana." I looked at her and calmly stated.
She stared intently back at me and looked like she was about to burst at any moment. Uh oh.

"CALM DOWN?!?! CHILL?!?!!!!? HOW CAN I???!!!! MY MUM IS MISSING AND YOU--" she got cut of by her phone. She stared fumingly at the phone before picking it up and screaming into it.

"WHAT?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'YOU'VE LOST ALANA'S SIGNAL?!?! NO I AM NOT ALRIGHT!!! OKAY WHAT DID YOU FIND OUT. YES I WILL STOP SHOUTING. Yeah so... Uh huh. Mhm. Yeah. Err nope. Yeah okay. Cya." She put the phone down and took several deep breaths and started laughing. Like full out, 'ROFL' laughing. And we all stood there like idiots.

Robyn's POV

After I had calmed down, we all say quietly, lost deep in thought, in the living room.
"Why were you laughing Robyn?" Carter asked.
I looked at him a small smile turning into a huge grin.
"Well.... I just thought this situation should be handled differently at the moment and so I handled it how it I thought it would need to be handled." I said whilst recalling the memory in my head. I let out a chuckle and headed to the kitchen.
"Guys want something to eat?" I yelled. As soon as I said that I was blessed with a stampede. Not. Laughing at these idiots I took out a dozen eggs and sausages and started to cook.

"Jess? Can you grab beans please?" Giving her my puppy dog eyes, knowing she can't resist. She finally gave in and I smiled knowing I won.

After we had eaten we decided to go back to searching for Alana...

It's was currently 1.00am and we still hadn't found anything about this Philips dude.
Jess had gone to Aaron's house since I thought he would want a break. And Em went to Connor's house. I'm pretty sure they're all together. That would be nice. But don't go expecting me to go head over heels for Blake. He's just a friend. Not even close to a friend actually. I'm telling you know so that later on you don't actually annoy me.

Blake was still here. We were watching The Exorcist because I wanted to see it. I love horrors, and especially sci-fi types.

"Now what?" Blake asks just as the movie finishes.
"Well, you could go home?" I said bored and annoyed he was still here.
"Nah. How about we play 21 questions?!" He practically yelled into my ear. I nodded if that meant he would shut up.

"What's your full name?"
"Robyn Brooklyn Malcolm, what's yours?" I said turning to far him.
"Blake George James Carter. I know it's long. So what's your favourite colour?" He said with boredom and a hint of amusement.
"Purple, what about you?" I said smirking slightly. Don't judge me I wanted to smirk for no reason.
"White." He stated simply.
"Why is white your favourite?! Our of allllll the colours in the rainbow, you pick white?!?" I yell loud enough for him to remember but quiet enough so the neighbours don't complain.
"Well, try think of it like a blank canvas that you can paint anything on. That's how I see it." He lay back and closed his eyes "favourite letter?"

I hummed while in thought.
"I don't know... I've never thought about it before!" Surprise covered my normal, slightly cold, voice.
He chuckled while I grabbed a blanket and sat back down, getting comfy so I could close my eyes and not worry about anything in life right now. So I can drift away now. Slowly drifting, drifting away, wave after wave, wave after wave. I'm slowly drifting.

"ROBYN!!!" I jolted up from my peaceful, incomplete slumber.

"WHAT?!" I roared. Don't ever disturb me when I'm asleep.

"We found something else about Alana!!" Blake said whilst running upstairs.

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💜Tanya Queen💜