Don't leave...We need you (5SOS Ashton Irwin) *COMPLETED, EDITING*

24: Windows

24: Windows

*Beccas POV*

Waking up in a freezing cold cellar on the freezing cold concrete floor is never gonna be pleasant let alone after you have been kidnapped by your own father and then...raped. Not for the first time either.

For the first time since being kidnapped I begin to cry. No sobbing just silent tears run down my cheeks. I cry for my Mum and Steve, I cry for Leo in the hospital who may or may not have woken up yet, I cry for Luke who must be frantically searching for me but most of all I cry for Ashton. I cry for his comfort, his kisses, his love. I want him back more than anything in the world. I don't even know if I can have him back yet.

I don't think I have ever realised untill how much that boy means to me, how much I rely on him, how strong he makes me and how much I love him.

You see it isn't about sleeping together to show our love. I know Ashton would never ever expect that even though I didn't tell him about being raped. Our love is about being there for each other, supporting each other and let me tell you right now I don't think I would be here is it wasn't for Ashton. Well I wouldn't would I? He was the one who saved me from the overdose.

I miss him so much.

I don't know what my father did with my phone once he took it off me but I sure as hell hope he doesn't look at my texts to Ashton and how I hope the boys have managed to find where I am.

I am suddenly aware of my appearance. My clothes are nowhere to be seen and I am stark naked on the concrete floor. I look towards the mattress in the corner of the room. I know there is a mattress there, because I have seen the room in the light but the room suddenly seems to have plumated into darkness.

I crawl accross the room in the direction of the mattress and am aware of a fire between my legs. Once I feel the edge I am slightly reassured. I crawl onto the mattress to find my clothes aren't there either and there is no blanket let alone a duvet. I try to ignore the pain but I am in agony.

I crawl up in a ball and before I am aware of what I have been doing my wrists have been scratched red raw and bleeding. The fact that I have the ability to do that too myself with my own finger nails is shocking.

I wrap my arms around myself and try to find comfort in the memories of myself and Ashton. I would do anything to be crying laying in his arms in my little bunk once again.

*Ashtons POV*

"OK so strategies?" I turn to Luke once I have parked the car a short way away from what we are now calling 'The Kidnappers Loom'.

"I think we just need to break in and snoop round if you know what I mean?"

Luke has never been the brightest of sparks.

"Yeah but where do we look first how do we stop ourselves from getting caught?"

"We look in the outer houses like sheds and stuff, kidnappers like to keep little kids locked up in there"

I nearly chuckle.

"Lukey, you have been watching too many horror films with your girlfriends mate and I think your forgetting that Becca's not a little girl" I smirk at him. Briefly his mouth forms an o.

"Yeah but still, after all the sheds and stuff we look in the bedrooms?"

I nod "What about the basement if there is one?"

"Might be a possibility" Luke answers. I unclip my seat belt and exit the car. Luke gets out too and starts taking off his shoes. I give him a weird look.