Falling Too Deep

Chapter 33

Nick - POV:

I tossed my unfinished joint on the floor and stomped on it before heading up Andrea's apartment stairs. I was excited to see what she was wearing and more importantly excited to spend time with her. When I was at the cemetery I told my mom all about her again, and it made me feel relieved. Andrea truly was amazing and accepting.

I made my way down the never ending hallway and stopped in front of her door. I was about to knock but I noticed the door was cracked. I frowned and slowly pushed it open.

"Andrea?"

No answer.

As I stepped inside I saw Chinese takeout menus on the kitchen table, and a bottle of wine sitting out.

"Andrea? Baby, where are you?"

She probably was playing. She wanted me to go into her bedroom and find her. Oh, maybe she was naked? My focus was on making it to her bedroom but I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a bat lying on the floor. What the hell? I glanced up and noticed her book shelf was broken and books were scattered all over the living room.

Andrea couldn't have trashed her place like this, someone must've been in here.

"Andrea! If you're in here come out, I'm not playing anymore!"

I rushed to her bedroom and my stomach dropped when I saw her phone smashed on the floor and her bed sheets tossed everywhere. I quickly ran back to the kitchen to think of where she may be or how I could get ahold of her, when my own phone started to ring.

"Hello?" I said, distraught.

"Are you looking for Andrea?"

It was my father.

I gritted my teeth together and squeezed my phone so hard I thought it would break. "Where the fuck is she!"

He chuckled and I wanted to rip his throat out. "She's fine. My buddies are keeping a close eye on her, they think she's pretty too."

"I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU FUCKING LAY A HAND ON HER!" I screamed into the phone.

"Relax son. If you want to see her stop by my old warehouse before midnight and we can talk."

He hung up the phone and I desperately ran to my car.

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Andrea - POV:

The blindfold that was covering my eyes was ripped off of me and I slowly cracked my eyes open adjusting to the bright lights. There was duck tape spread across my mouth and I was only dressed in underwear and a tank top. I glanced around the room, which had walls that were covered in mirrors, and noticed I was tied up in a chair and my hands were strapped to the back.

I tried to squirm but it was no use, so I began to scream but the tape muffled the sound. I turned my head and saw the blonde psycho, who took me from my home, standing in the corner on the phone. I started to scream as loud and my lungs could go and finally he turned and looked over at me.

He smirked. "How do you feel princess?"

I tried to say a sarcastic remark but the tape was in the way. He walked over to me and violently ripped the tape off my mouth. My face stung but I shot him an evil look.

"How do you think I feel? I'm tied up in a fucking chair! What the hell do you want? If you want to kill me just do it already you idiot!" I spat.

He rolled his eyes and patted my cheek a few times. "You're something, no wonder Nick likes you."