Finding my Fangirl

I've Been Found

(Y/N)'s P.O.V

I had somehow fallen asleep despite the endless banging on the door and the sobbing. I had woken up to dead silence, as if my father had given up on trying to set things right. I doubt he would stay like this though, my mother would wake up me soon, hell would be unleashed.

I slowly got up, the pain of my bruises and my overworked body catching up
to the long weeks. Maybe it has been months, I've lost track of time. I shake the thoughts of time out of my head and I realize my hands weren't bound anymore. I smile at this and quickly untie my blindfold. I could know see the cemented floor, the floor that used to be carpeted and stained with blood, my blood. I let my hands run over the cement, I couldn't believe that this is what my home is now.

I let a stray tear fall down my cheek and I turn to face the wooden door that led to the hallway. My bare feet scraped against the cold floor and I let my hand rest on the doorknob. I turn it slowly and I hear a soft click, the door slowly creaking open. I let it stop at the point where only a sliver of light peeks into the windowless room.

I check the hallway, my father was gone, but there were glass bottles strewn about. That meant my mother had woken up and driven out, seeing that I didn't hear her moans or her stern voice. I open the door all the way and step in the hallway. I let my hands scratch the old walls as I close my eyes. This was my home, this was the place I was held captive for years. No one cared back then, but now they do, and I hoped I'd be able to get out of here.

I walked into the living room to find that the windows had been boarded up. I heard the buzz of a cellphone and I saw a crowbar and hammer by the windows. I walked towards the cellphone and read the text message that flashed on the screen.

Text Messages:
Kaylee: Cops are outside
Dad: Shit, we have to move? Where are we going to go?
Kaylee: Motel would be the best, we'll have to wait them out. (Your Mom's Name) keep an eye on (Y/N).
Dad: About that.. I'm not sure how long I can keep this up.
Kaylee: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN?!
Dad: I mean, she's been through enough.
Kaylee: I thought we broke you.. Once (Your Mom's Name) comes back she'll make sure (Y/N) is done.
Dad: No! You mustn't!
Kaylee: I don't care anymore, you're done, (Y/N) is nothing more than a dumb girl. She's somehow swayed your pathetic hardened heart and I'll be damned if she gets away and finds Mark.
Dad: No!
Kaylee: Good bye Asshole

My eyes widen as I reread the conversation over and over again. My father tried to defend me, but he couldn't stop Kaylee, the desire to have his problem gone was too strong. I was his problem; the thing that ruined his life. I sighed and walked over to the crowbar and saw some scribbles on the wall.

'Get away from us' was scribbled on the wall and I realize my father had scribbled this and placed the crowbar here. He wanted me to escape, and I wanted to reconsider what I had said before; maybe I could forgive my father for what he did to me.

I grab the handle on the crowbar and swing it until I get a good grip on it. I sigh unhappily and try to pry one of the boards off the windows. I hear the board split and watch as the board falls on the floor. I look out the window and see a few cop cars; a police officer with red hair stepping out. My mouth gapes open and I wave my arms frantically.

I watch as the police officer jumps around and gets his phone out. I gasp and I feel tears slide down my cheeks; I would finally be saved! I'd be fine! I'd see my Markimoo! I wanted to celebrate but my arms were sore and I could barely move. I dropped to the ground and rested; closing my eyes as my mind races with thoughts of being safe.

Mark's P.O.V

I could hardly contain my excitement; we may have found where my girl friend is! I could finally live with her and we could live happily ever after. I sigh happily as I talk to Sean, who was also excited that we may have (Y/N). While I was talking, I get a call from Rin.

"Yes?" I ask.

"MARK! We were patrolling the house that you showed us and we found (Y/N)! She was in one of the windows waving at us weakly! Mark! You have to get down here! We're going to save her! She's going to be okay!" Rin shouts into the phone; police officers cheering in the background.

I want to drop the phone, I felt like this was one of the many dreams I had, and it's coming true.

"R-really?! You found her!" I exclaim; getting everyone in the room riled up.

"Yes! Now get down here as soon as you can! We're planning a rescue mission and we want you to be there! We'll send a you some tickets and you and some others can come over here!" He exclaims excitedly and hangs up the phone as I hear a cork-popping in the background.

I jump up and drop the phone on the couch. I was crying happily and jumping around, dancing with Sean.

"She's okay! She's okay! My (Y/N) is going to be safe in my arms!" I exclaim over and over again; hugging Sean while I sob happily on his shoulder.

"She's not going to die." I utter the sentence in disbelief; I can tell Sean is very happy to know that (Y/N) is alive. I thought I would never see her again.

"I'm proposing once I see her, I have to. I love her, I can't stand not being with her. I love her, I want to be hers forever." I cry out happily.

"I'm sure she'll say yes Mark, you did save her." Sean reassures me and I hear the phone ring again. I pick up the phone and utter a "hello".

"Ciao! Have you proposed to the lovely bella?" It was the man from the jewelers with a wired curl, I had forgotten to tell him.

"Oh, well..." My voice trails off and I rub my neck guiltily.

"What?" The Italian asks and I hear the other jeweler yell at him in a thick Italian accent.

"When I got home, she was kidnapped by some people, who we believe are her parents. We just now found out where she is and I'm going there soon." I mutter and wipe a few stray tears away.

"That's awful! Well, I'm glad you found her! If I can help in any way please let me know! Anyways, I have to go! Hasta la pasta!" The man-child exclaims and hangs up the phone.

I run to the other room and scream the news to everybody, we all hug and get out the champagne. It was in February that (Y/N) had been kidnapped, and now, she will be rescued in October. I couldn't help but be upset with myself that I hadn't saved her earlier, but now I can be happy that (Y/N) will be safe in my arms again.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V

I continued to cry and cry happily at the fact that I would be home. I would be in a place where others loved me. I was so happy that now I wouldn't have to worry about my parents, they would be long gone, and I could live a life with Mark. I was hoping that soon, he would propose and we could get married. It's his choice, but I just love him so much.

I lean against the wall in my room and sigh as I let my imagination run wild. That is, until I hear tires screeching to a halt and my mother's voice yelling. Mark! Please! Save me now!

~~~End of Chapter~~~

(Hey guys! I'm so sorry that it took so fudging long to get this chapter out! I promise the next chapter will come out waaaaaay sooner! I know I'm just making excuses but I really haven't been my most physically stable and a lot of stuff happens, it's just been kind of rough! I shouldn't complain though! I'm so sorry! I feel awful and you guys don't deserve a terrible writer like myself. I hope you all can forgive me. I hope you liked this chapter, it's finally getting happier! Yay! But, let's focus on the fact that My Fangirl has gained 44,000 VIEWS?!?! How the heck is that possible?! I can't believe it! You guys re amazing for getting me here, I'm so sorry if I don't look like I care. I care immensely about all of you guys! You guys have gotten me to over 200 followers! Which is also freaking unbelievable! Thank you so much! I have me anted to cry because I love you guys so much and you all are so supportive. Thank you so much! I love you guys!)