Chapter 1

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Dean's POV:

I've been in front of my coffee table, laying on my side, crying my eyes out for the past week. As soon as I read that dreadful letter I was done. I called the police immediately. They said they will get right on it.

I haven't found the strength to stop my tears. It's pointless. The love of my life is gone. I don't even know where he is.

"Once I find that son of a bitch that took you Sethie, I will personally kill them myself." I mumbled, choking on my tears in the process.

I decided to try to relax, and calm myself down. A walk would be perfect. I was still in my uniform from the past week, but I didn't care. I stood up from the floor, and grabbed my jacket that was next to me. I put my jacket on, and forced my body to walk forward.
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The walk was very peaceful, and what I actually needed. There was a point where I cried. That was the spot I was hoping to propose to Seth a few hours before he was taken.

I approached our mailbox to check if there was any college acceptances for Seth and I. When I opened up the mailbox I saw a package. I looked at the package, and it was from an unknown address. I looked at the box confused.

I walked inside looking at the package the whole way inside. There was something about this package that didn't seem right.

Once I was in the living room I tore the package open. Inside the package was a DVD. I looked at it even more confused. I then walked over to the tv, and placed the foreign DVD in the DVD player.

The TV then illuminated with pictures of Seth and I on the wall. The strange thing about these pictures is that in every single one I was crossed out. My chest tightened in fear. The screen then went black. After a few seconds the screen came back on, and on it was a clearly beaten, and bloody Seth. My Seth to be exact.

I let the tears flow more. He has a chain around his neck, and shackles on his wrists, and his ankles. He was screaming at someone.

"Stop! Let me go! I didn't do anything to you guys! Let me go! I want to see Dean! I love him!!"

My heart ached when I heard that. I love him so much, and it's killing me that I'm not there to save him from this torture.

"Shut up! Dean doesn't love you! If he did he would've saved you by now! Seth your our bitch now, not Dean's." One of the guys yelled at Seth, who was obviously using a fake deep voice.

My blood boiled from this person's words. Of course I love Seth. Hell I was going to propose to him! My fist tighten  when I saw the guy walk towards Seth.

I swear if this person has the audacity to touch my Seth in any harmful, or sexual way I will lose my shit, and find this person immediately.

Before the guy could touch Seth the screen went black, and all I heard was Seth's screams. I squeezed my eyes shut, and shook in fear knowing that the one person that truly makes me happy is getting hurt. 

Once the DVD stopped playing I quickly grabbed the box to see if there was anything. The only thing I saw was dust, and a little piece of paper that glued onto it.

"A clue! Oh my fucking god! A clue!" I screeched, my voice cracking at the end.

I then quickly ran out to my car, with the DVD in my hand, and got in. I made my way to the police station really quick.

"One more step closer to you Sethie." I said parking the car.

I jumped out my car and ran inside, going to the two detectives that know me very well.

"Detective Mitchell and Detective Cameron! I got this in the mail. It's about Seth! I also found something on the DVD." I yelled, out of breath from running.

Detective Mitchell looked at it, and quickly nodded his head. I looked at him in hope.

"This is great. You are right. There is something on it, and if I'm correct it's part of an address." He said, handing it to Detective Cameron to make sure.

"So this means...." I started to say looking at them.

"Yes, Dean. We are closer to Seth than we think." Detective Cameron replied, with a smile.

I smiled and wiped my tears. I'm so close to Seth.

"Thank you Detective Mitchell and Cameron!" I said, in relief, and happiness.

They nodded their heads with a smile.

To Be Continued...

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