Taylor Lautner, Really?

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Alex's POV

At first I forgot where I was, but then the memories of the previous day slammed into my mind. Just as I was running through a list of events that had happened, the door to the room opened and in walked two guards with guns and knives, and nicely dressed man holding a video camera and a belt, which he wasn't wearing. Oh god, he's gonna like hurt me or something, RUN!!!!!!!!! But there was nowhere I could've ran to.

 The man started walking up to me as he turned on the video camera. I stood up to face him, not letting the intimidation of him to me actually show at all. I stood proudly even as he unfolded the belt. "What are you holding me for and what are you doing?" I demanded, more than asked. "We know you're dating Taylor Lautner and we are holding you for ransom, from him. Because we have already alerted him about your capture, and the price to get you back, and he hasn't done anything, we need to give him motivation." He said with an evil grin on his face.

 Someone brought in a tripod to set the camera on, then the man aimed it at my face and pressed the start button. Then he walked up to me and grabbed my two foot long hair in fistfuls, which forced my head back and me to start gasping. Then another man walked up and took the belt from the other man's outstretched hand. Then he opened it up and cracked it loudly against my arm. That caused me to cry out in pain, especially loud when he did the same thing three more times. Then the man holding the belt walked away and the nicely dressed man pushed me on the ground, laughed, turned off the camera, and walked away. Closing the door behind him. Leaving me alone with just my thoughts.

Taylor's POV

I woke up and the first thing I saw was Morgan's sweet, sleeping face. Smiling to myself, a thought struck my mind. I wondered how Alex was doing. As if on cue, my phone vibrated in my jeans pocket. Unlocking it, I saw it was from an unknown number 20 miles away. It was a video. I pressed play and gasped when I saw Alex's face, bent back because her hair was being held on to by some ugly creep. Then another guy walked up and started whipping her with a belt. Cringing as she screamed in pain, I knew where the signal was coming from. We had to get to her, like now.

I quickly woke up Morgan and told her the story, and also that she probably shouldn't watch the video. "Taylor, we need to talk about what happe-" She started to say, but then I cut her off and just told her that we would talk about it later, and that we needed to get Alex out. She quietly agreed as I started driving to follow the video signal. Once we got there, all I saw was a small metal shed-like building up on a hill. So I just got out and started walking towards it, no plan in mind. When I got right next to the building I heard voices from below, and then someone started to open the submarine-like door located on top. I jumped down and pulled Morgan with me, shushing her complaints. When they stepped out, they started to light cigarettes, and because they didn't close the door, we snuck in.

 We locked the door quietly behind us, so they couldn't alert any other guards that were here. I was hoping that we could just get in and out with Alex, but knowing it wouldn't be that easy, I started to regret not making a plan. So as we were walking along a hallway, we saw a chart that said what room each hostage was in. How convenient. I thought. I quickly located Alex's name and had Morgan help me find her room. There were four guards in front of the room's door. So walked up, punched one in the face, and another in the stomach. Meanwhile, while I was leading all of them away, Morgan slipped inside to go grab Alex. My only job was to lead them away from the door and the exit so that Morgan could get in, grab Alex, run to the car before they get caught and lock the doors until they see me coming. All I could do was hope that I was giving them enough time before I came circling back around.