Hide And Seek. (Demi Lovato & Wilmer Valderrama)

Chapter 4: Who'll Make It Out Alive?

Wilmer entered a small room with a victory smirk on his face when he became face to face with the terrified little girl whose mother he killed, hiding in the corner and shaking with fear. The drug he gave her was a small one, not causing harm to her body but would be enough to knock her out longer than the woman in the opposite room.

"Let's cut to the chase, I need you to tell me what that woman's name is you've been with." Wilmer narrowed his eyes, over time he'd learnt how to terrify somebody just by staring at them and when the little girl started sobbing he smirked.

"Tell me, otherwise what I did to your momma will happen to you." Wilmer brought the knife to his side that he used to kill her mother with for evidence, her big blue eyes stared up at the man. Wilmer hated speaking English because wasn't so good at it but he knew with English children he had too.

"D-Demi promised m-me you wouldn't hurt me." She said under her breath but Wilmer catched it, his eyes almost softened but he decided against it. Showing people your soft side only gets you hurt in the long run, it was what he'd learnt when he was little.

"Demi," Wilmer tested the name on his tongue before a small smile appeared on his face making the little girls eyebrows furrow.

"P-Please don't hurt her, she's r-really nice." Wilmer ignored the little girl, walking out of the room and locking it just before one of his men appeared outside the door.

"No deje su movimiento , i podría necesitarla pronto." (Don't let her move, I might need her soon.) Wilmer smirked to himself as he walked across the hallway into a much bigger room however the woman was unconscious on the soft bed, her chest moving up and down at a slow pace as her mouth was slightly open, the woman looked peaceful and Wilmer finally got a chance to see her beautiful features.

"Jefe." (Boss) Wilmer's guards rushed into the room causing a loud bang and the smile Wilmer once had vanished before he glared at all of them with one of his deadly looks.

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ALL?" Wilmer roared making them freeze on the spot where they stood by the door and regret ever walking into the room, "S-Sorry boss, i-it won't happen again. There's a p-problem with s-shipping." One of them stuttered out while Wilmer tried to control his anger by breathing in and out deeply, shaking his head before walking out.

"tú, velar por ella. Cuando se despierte dime de inmediato." Wilmer pointed towards the bed. (You, watch over her. When she wakes up tell me immediately.) Earning a nod in response he swiftly moved out of the room, gun by his side and a cruel expression while he rushed through the mansion full of men with guns and bulletproof vests.

Demi was awoken to a headache and it felt like she'd been paralysed, her body ached as she moved to sit up but her heart got caught in her throat when she watched the cruel man that killed the innocent woman only feet away and ordered 2 men into the room who had guns ready by their chests and a stern look across their faces when the door closed.

"G-Get away from m-me." Demi groggily spoke, her voice scratchy and terrified but it was loud enough go be heard by the two huge guys because they stared at her and it looked like they was staring through to her soul, she felt violated just by their greedy looks. One of the men licked their lips seductively making Demi distinctively move back on her bed and against the headboard making them smirk.

"I'm so happy boss left us with a beauty. Steve, get the pretty lady some water." The man seemed over confident and he had a Spanish accent just like most of the people around there but her eyes widened when the Steve guy hesitantly looked over to the other man.

"Uh, I'm not allowed to leave you with any prisoners. Wilmer's orders since the last time you was left alone with that woman." Steve seemed nice to Demi, he didn't want her to get hurt so that was a good sign right?

Oh, what's the point? I'm gunna die anyway. Wait, where's Elisa? She must be scared out of her mind. Demi looked around the room for anything to use as a weapon but it came up with nothing, like they'd leave a witness with a weapon.

"Wilmer isn't here. And I told you the woman wanted me to have sex with her." The man growled angrily, his hands instinctively tightening around the gun and it made Demi's heart race, praying to not be shot.

"She kept crying and shouting you raped her! You can go and get her the water, I'll wait with her." The man stalked off out of the room with a scowl on his face while Demi stayed quiet, she didn't know who Wilmer was or where she was but she needed to escape.

"Don't be afraid, okay you should be afraid but I'll try my best to not let anybody hurt you. You seem like a nice person and I don't want you to end up like most of the women do here." The man (Steve) smiled softly sensing the woman's fear.

"C-Can I see Elisa? Please, she's really scared and I just want to tell her everything will be okay. She trusts me." Demi pleaded to the man and she could see the argument happening in his mind before he shook his head.

"I'm sorry, you I'll have to wait to ask Mr. Valderrama he's the boss."

"I have to see him, no, no. I can't! He'll kill me, please." Sobs escaped Demi's mouth as tears started to fall down her eyes making the man sigh.

"Damn, you women are emotional. Look, uh, do you want some pizza? Pizza makes everything better." The man tried to stop her crying but Demi only shook her head, her legs tucked by her chest as she cried, shaking from fear of being killed.

"He won't hurt you, he can be nice at times." As soon as Steve spoke Wilmer entered the room again with the man that Demi never wanted to be alone with.

"Vosotros dos, salir." (Both of you, leave.) Steve smiled at Demi before walking towards the door, earning a glare of Wilmer for comforting her. He hated whenever Steve would make people feel comfortable in their environment, that place wasn't made for making friends.

"Demi, how are you?" Demi stared back at the amused man, he knew how she was and it angered her more than anything that he could play with their lives so easily.

"Like I haven't just been drugged and kidnapped." She snapped but instantly regretted it and slapped a hand over her mouth to stop herself from talking anymore. Wilmer only smirked.

"Listen perra, I don't like women trying to escape from me. Do you want to end up like the little girls mother?" Wilmer gripped Demi's chin roughly in his large hands but she pushed him away, disgusted by his touch which only angered him. He gripped her tighter, making a small whimper to escape her mouth from the force he was using.

"Y-Your sick! Y-you b-bastard..." Demi struggled to speak, fear clear in her eyes but as she stared into Wilmer's she couldn't sense any emotion.

"Now, now. We really need to wash your mouth out..." Wilmer tsked at the woman, allowing his hand to drop away from her while his other stayed wrapped around his gun.

Demi sensed a Spanish accent and she knew he couldn't speak properly English because at times he'd mix up the words but she didn't say anything, she was too scared to get on his bad side.

Too late for that.

"I want to see Eliza. Please, she's just a little girl, let her go! You've traumatised her." Demi looked towards the door that was open a little bit, trying to see if anybody was in sight or to see where she was but Wilmer slammed it shut once seeing her eyes trail towards there.

"Are you in a position to be giving orders? I'm the boss, perra. And neither of you are going anywhere for awhile, I want to have some fun. Who knows? Maybe you will make it out alive." Wilmer laughed, "That was a joke. Your not leaving here alive."

"What do you want from me?" Wilmer stared down into the woman's melted chocolate eyes before he smirked.

"Your life."
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Perra = Bitch.

I think he has a new nickname for her...

And since many of you voted to keep Eliza in the story then that's how it'll stay.