The Stolen Queen (On Hold)

Fear of the Unknown

~Meanwhile in America~

Chris's POV:

I'm watching the news surrounded by the Gold family and my friends. We are right on the part when she's being asked if she is alright.

"Yes everything is fine." She says then pauses. "Aidez moi." Aidez moi? What does that mean? I know that 'moi' meant 'me' in French but I was completely clueless to 'aidez'. I look at Mrs. Gold.

"My baby is speaking French! That means 'help me!' She's saying help me!" She screams on the verge of a meltdown. Oh no, that's what that means!

"Wait wait look!" Mr. Gold says in horror pointing at the screen. "That bitch! He's pointing a gun at Kenzie!" There is so much commotion in the room now. I look to Lauren; she's crying and clutching a pillow. I look to Josh; he's gripping the sofa so hard its tearing apart. Mr. And Mrs. Gold are in each others arm but never look away from the Tv. The president is trying to get him to put the gun down.

"Sorry, but not this time. Your not getting my Mackenzie back." Royals says then shoots his side of the camera. His Mackenzie?!? Is he going to kill her? Mrs. Gold totally looses it.

"IS HE GOING TO KILL HER? OH NO NO NO!!" She's on the ground in tears. And trust me, she's not being overly-dramatic. What suspense she has rushing through her mind right now; that her child. She has no idea what will happen to her. My thoughts cause one tear to escape my eye. Fear of the unknown is the bitch of all fears.

Mackenzie's POV:

"Your so fucking stupid! Why would you do that?!" Derrik says carrying me up the jet stairs.

"I hate you! I want you to die!" I scream over the blaring engines. We get to into the jet and he throws me in a seat. I'm guessing this is their Air Force One.

"You ruined everything!" He says taking off a shoe and pitches it towards me. I dodge it and it hits the window.

"Why can't you just let me go home?! Can't you see that my family wants me back? Can't you find someone else to marry with all these women who want you? And your already king! Cant you divorce me?" I ask in tears. He 'huffs' and sits in a seat.

"I wont let you go home. Your mine why don't you understand that? I see your family and America wants you back very much. But do I care? No. I can find someone else to marry but I don't feel like it. Can I divorce you and still be king? Of course, that's what my father did with my evil mother causing Chad to be my half brother. Will I divorce you? No." He says smirking from the last sentence.

"Why?" I say barely audible.

"Why what?" Derrik says.

"Why won't you divorce me and let me go? You can still be king and you obviously don't love me." I say a bit louder.

"Your damn right I don't love you. But I won't let you go." He says snorting.

"Because?" I state annoyed.

"Because I enjoy causing other people pain." He says with the biggest smile on his pathetic face. I stare at him with my mouth open. I can't believe this monster. So he CAN let me go, he just doesn't want to? The plane starts rolling down the runway, so I sit down and buckle my seat belt. I stare out the window, dreaming of the day I will be in a plane, to escape.

"Where are we going?" I ask. We had been on this plane for at least 2 hours.

"Somewhere your broke ass couldn't afford without me." Derrik says pacing.

"Where's Bill?" I question.

"Who's Bill?" He stops and stares at me completely confused.

"I mean, uh, Butler."