Tormentors

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"Troi?" Ashley sniffled into her iPhone 6s.

"Ashley? What's wrong?" The brunettes voice was groggy and drawn out.

"C-can I stay w-with you tonight? I don't w-want to be alone..."

"Of course you can, but it's two in the morning, shouldn't you be with Tyler?"

"We um, I... I didn't feel well and I just really wanted to be with a friend tonight..."

"Okay, well where are you? Let Patrick or me come get you."

"No, that's okay, I'm almost to your place anyways, I just wanted to call and make sure it was okay," she sniffled again, her red nose frost bitten in the cold, September air.

"Alright... Be careful okay? Call me when you're here and I'll open the gate," Troian sighed as she let her eyes slowly close again.

"I'll see you in a few," the blonde piped and clicked the little red button on her screen to end the call.

She wandered through the streets, turning left on every corner until she was a street away from Troian's house. A small black car lurked behind her, yet she had t seemed to notice as she was too caught up in her own disorderly thoughts. A loud whistle behind her pulled her out of her own head, looking back only to see pitch black darkness and a tiny streetlight in the corner. She turned around so quickly, that one of her bracelets flew off her hand, and as she bent down to retrieve it, a figure popped out from behind the bush. She barely had time to process the situation before the attacker pushed a black cloth bag over her head and tied a rope around her hands.

"Mhm!! Mhmhmhhhm," her cries for help distorted and panicked as she felt her body being pushed in a direction.

In the suddenness of it all, Ashley's phone had fallen out of her back pocket, shattering on the ground next to her golden bangle bracelet. The tall figure pushed her towards their car, shoving her into the back seat and speeding off.

x-x-x

"Shit!" Troian cursed as her alarm clock woke her from her restful sleep.

The events from last night came flooding back into her memory, including the phone call with Ashley. She shot straight out of bed, immediately going into her living room and calling the blondes name.

"Ashley? Benzo where are you?" She asked out into the open air.

After a few moments with no response, she started to panic and wandered through all the rooms in her house. Her mind raced when she didn't see any sign of the girl.

"Okay, maybe she went back to Tyler's, o-or one of the other girls, and forgot to tell me..." She mumbled.

She quickly sent out a group text to everyone in the cast asking if they had seen Ashley.

Last I knew she was with Ty -Lucy

Same -Shay

Haven't heard from her -Keegan

Me neither -Sasha

No, sorry I have not. -Ian

She's not with me, she left last night. Why? Is everything okay? -Tyler

"This cannot be happening, I lost Ashley. I freaking lost Ashley Benson," she muttered, pacing in her kitchen.

"Babe, what's going on?" Patrick emerged from their bedroom, tiredly walking over to his fiancé.

"Uh, nothing," she smiled while she grabbed her coat, "I'm just gonna go for a walk. I'll see you tonight."

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