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chapter 32. Bristol's pov.

Snow I feel, comes down on my face. My head is shoved through a big mound of white snow, and my mask comes off.

What?

Who are these people?

One I recognize from when she captured me last time. The other is wearing all black and has a pistol...

PISTOL IN HIS RIGHT HAND!!!

That's how Aiden always held his gun when we went to the gun store and shot a few practice shots. The pistol was in his right hand, and that's how he taught me to shoot. I felt a tug on the felt of my jeans. All of a sudden I was dropped and everything hurt. I was hurt by the sement, and the cold big balls of hale hit my foorhead really hard, and I scream in pain. I roll off of the big mound my face was in, and start running my head where the hale hit it. I wish Louis was here right now.

{Louis pov.}

"Babe where the hell are you?!" I shout coming out of the bedroom into the bathroom, then back down the hallway again looking in every closet and door in my way.

She would have popped out in front of me trying to scare me by now, so she can't be here. And there would be a note on the counter, or she would text me saying she went somewhere. And her phone is left in the bathroom on the counter.

So it can't be that neither.

Then where... My thoughts are interupted, and replaced by others. Aiden. It must be. Where else would Bristol be? My thoughts travel to where Aiden would have taken her, and right away I thought of his place.

Then I grab the keys to the car and drive away to his house.

{Bristol's pov.}

Its not Aiden. Aiden wasn't as muscular as this man is. Then who was it? I know he has a friend as muscular as him, but he likes me... And tried to stop Aiden. So u don't think it would be him.

I haven't explained something yet.

Aiden didn't just talk to me and hurt me by words.

He cyberbullied me...

Threw me...

Hit me...

Kicked me...

He didn't care if I was sick.

At first I was scared to break up with him incase he tried to hurt me. Luckily, he didn't. And now I'm here, with Louis, the love of my life, unless I died right here being hurt too badly. I would hate that.

"Aaahhh!" I whimpered when a hand flew across my face, slapping me pretty hard.

This really hurt, I was thrown into a big cabin afterwards. What did this guy want from me?! I'm sure it had to do with Aiden because...

My mind is interrupted from my mask coming off my face.

It was Aiden?! How?! Has he been going to the gym since I've been with Louis?! Oh no! They probably there me in here so they could go off and start beating up Louis! I have to stop thinking about it, I'm already crying and I don't want to cry more.

I'm so stupid. I should have known Aiden would find me either way. Why wasn't I thinking?! But I still would have been safer if Louis brought me, that's why I came.
But I guess, its the same either way.
Ok, negative thoughts must be put inside the drawer right now. I need to figure out how to get out of here. My eyes are open, and my ankles and hands are still ducktaped. They were no longer to my sides, but were still taped.

Now's the time.

The time I do what Kristen did.

The gaurd was sitting in his chair with his feet on his desk and snoring with drool.

I pulled my hands up and jerked them down as hard and fast as I could. My wrists were fully red afterwards. (yes this trick does work. I was with my friend Emma at a sleepover. She heard it worked, tried it, and with my own eyes I seen it tore in half.)

It was so painful, I almost screamed but remembered the gaurd was sitting right in front of me, still drooling, ew. Then I pulled the ducktape off my ankles, looked over to the gaurd to make sure he was still sleeping.
I looked out the window.

The car was gone.

But the blood, and Louis, and Aiden wasn't.