What Happened in Between

Missing Person

(WARNING: abuse)

Mitch woke up, his entire body paralyzed. He tried to move his body with no avail. He looked around his surroundings as best as he could, his fear growing faster than his beating heart. Blood is smeared on the walls and the smell from whatever is down there made Mitch feel ill. He closed his eyes, hoping that right now was just a figment of his imagination, a nightmare that seemed realistic, sleep paralysis even! The door then opened, revealing Mitch's biggest fear.

"Hello, Mitchy. I missed you," Carson smirked, running his hand up and down Mitch's arm. The soon-to-be high school flinched and Carson slapped him across his face. Mitch let out a small whimper when Carson grabbed his chin, forcing him to make eye contact. "You still don't like eye contact? Sucks for you. You will do everything I say."

"Y-ye-es-s S-si-i-ir," Mitch responded, a tear that symbolized his fears and emotions ran down his face. He then heard a drawer open up and the sounds of knives clashing together. He tried to move back, but there was no avail. "P-pl-le-ase-e. D-do-on't-t to t-th-ha-at-t."

"Too bad I don't care what you have to say," Carson fought back, bringing the knife under the bottom of Mitch's shirt. He then cut it, feeling successful that the piece of fabric was torn apart. "Now for the fun part."

Mitch closed his eyes, allowing every emotion, fear, thought, desperation, need, want, and anything else to be shown through his tears. He felt the top of the knife touch his skin and he big his lip, preparing for the worst.

"Remember this? This was my favorite memory."

And the knife made the first cut.

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Kirstin let out another sob, the mascara running down her face and onto the desk she is sitting at. Ariana held her hand softly and brushed through the blond hair that she loves dearly. Scott buried his head into Alex's chest, crying softly while his husband ran his hand on his back gently. Avi and Kevin held hands, feeling the tears run down their faces gently and slowly, as if someone took a waterfall and made it slow down. The family looks like they are falling apart, even if they just lost Mitch no longer than hour ago.

Travis then came back from the bathroom, shaking heavily. He sat down on a random chair, his own tears drowning him in every emotion he is feeling right now. He couldn't help but feel guilty for what happened. Mitch is gone...all because of him.

"Guys, this is all my fault," Travis whispered, grabbing everyone's attention. He let out a shuddery sob and covered his face with his hands. "Guys, I'm so sorry."

Kevin was about to talk back to him about how it was certainly not his fault that Mitch got kidnapped, but a red headed woman stopped him from doing so. She nodded at everyone and sat down, clearing her throat.

"What are you reporting?" She asked, her voice softer than most officers. She seemed empathetic and motherly. "Crime? Kidnapping? Theft? What is it?"

"Kidnapping," Kevin replied. Kirstin, Scott, and Travis cried harder at that word. They couldn't believe that Mitch is gone. "My eighteen year old son. He-he has a stutter. He suffers from PTSD and anxiety. He needs medication and could have panic attacks if he doesn't take them. I need you guys to find him."

"I'll try my best," the redhead promised, not noticing how Alex look at her intensely. "I can't promise anything. Since he is an adult, we have to wait a bit longer for a search to begin. Until then, do you know what he was wearing?"

"His cap and gown," Avi answered quietly, shaking his head. He then stopped the sob he knew that would interrupt at any moment. "He was wearing a white dress shirt with black skinny jeans. He always loved, loves, wearing those."

The female nodded as she wrote that down. She then looked back up, staring at all of them. They all look like nervous wrecks.

"Could you describe what he looks like?" She asked, smiling when they nodded in sync. Scott then cleared his throat and answered the question.

"He has the most amazing brown eyes ever," Scott began, his own eyes feeling with tears. Alex hugged him, refusing to let go. "His hair is brown and in side bangs, hiding a scar he got as a child. He has these dimples that you just want to kiss at every moment and he is 5'10.

"Eve most amazing trait though? His smile. His smile lights up at the entire room. He made me so happy with it. We call it the Mitchy Smile because whenever we were and are sad, he would smile at us. Gosh, I want him go smile at me right now."

Scott then began to cry more and she's quickly hugged him. Ariana kissed Kirstin's hand, squeezing it lovingly as another round of tears ran down her face. The officer then wrote the description, feeling tears well up in her own eyes. She loved the nurturing nature that the siblings had for their younger one. She remembered her younger brother and how much she loved and protected him. She then looked down at the paper once more, asking the hardest question.

"Do you know the kidnapper's name?" She asked, looking up at Alex. As he nodded, she couldn't help but notice him from somewhere.

"His name is Carson Kirk."

The officer dropped her own, breathing heavily. Alex then widened his eyes, remembering the bright red hair and grey eyes. His own eyes teared up as he reexamined her, finally who she was.

"Vic? Is that you? I thought you died!"

The redhead looked up as she nodded, her cheeks wet with tears. She then walked up to Alex and wiped his face gently, observing every feature he has.

"Yes, Alex, it's me. I'm your older sister and I never died. I'm here and I'm okay. I'm never leaving you again."

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Mitch let a scream when Carson quickly made a line on his stomach. The kidnapped then threw the knife, smirking evilly at his work. He got up to Mitch's ear and laughed when the younger flinched.

"You belong to me now," Carson pointed out evilly. He then went to the door and opened it, looking at the brunette. "Also, no eating  for two days!"

Carson then slammed the door, leaving Mitch by himself. The brunette then stood up, looking down at his chest and gasping at the words.

Carson's Property

Mitch then let out a shuddery gasp, wanting to go back to his family. He then put his hands together and closed his eyes, praying.

"P-pl-le-ase-e, l-le-et-t me l-li-iv-ve-e" he began, crying some more. "If I d-do-on't-t, p-pl-le-ase-e w-wa-at-atch-h o-ov-ve-er my f-fa-am-ily-y. Amen."

Mitch then fell asleep, his tears being his lullaby.

A/N: Soooo....do you guys still love me? No? Okay. That's okay. I still love me though. I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter and I love you all so much.:)

-Maddie🐧🐧🐧