Hate, Depression and Nathan Sykes.

Chapter 19

NATHAN'S P.O.V

*2 weeks later*

I laid I'm my bed, crying. Hand on my face.

We still hadn't found Lucy, all I wanted to know is if she's ok. The police have been searching, day and night. But still, nothing.

I've tried my best to stay strong at interviews, concerts and signings. But, it's so hard knowing that Lucy's out there by herself, not knowing if she's ok or not.

"Nathan." I heard Jay call.

"What?" I replied, still tears running down my face.

"Come and have some food."

"No." I said, quite bluntly to him.

I heard food steps coming up the stairs. Coming towards my room.

The door opened, and Jay walked in. "Mate, come on. We'll find her."

"It's been two weeks Jay."

"Doesn't matter, she's out there Nath, and I know for fact she's ok."

"What what if she isn't Jay, what if they've-"

"Don't." He commanded. "Don't you dare."

"Jay, I just want her back"

"I know you do Nath, and we'll get her back. I promise."

He left room, leaving me be.

My phone rung.

I looked at the screen, it was an unknown number.

"Sorry caller. I don't answer blocked numbers."

It rung again, this person really wanted to get hold of me. So I answered. There was silence for a second before they finally spoke. It was a woman. But had quite a manly voice, but still could tell it was a girl.

"I've got an offer for you."

"Who is this?" I asked.

"Meet me at this address, with 20k. And you can have you're precious Lucy back."

"YOU HAVE LUCY? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HER?" I shouted down the phone. The phone line went dead.

I got up quickly as possible an ran down stairs.

"Jay, I need 20k. Will you go get it for me please?"

"Nath, that's an awful lot of money. Why do you need it for?"

"A woman called me, and told me she had lucy. She said, if I could get it back. If I give her the money."

"Nath-" I almost knew that he was going to say that it wasn't a good idea, but I didn't care.

"No. I'm doing this. Drive me Jay, we'll get the money on the way."

"Ok Nath, fine."

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We arrived at the place. It was an old, very old in fact cottage. Looked like nobody lived there. I got out of the car and walked up to the front door.

I looked at Jay, he nodded. I nodded in return.

We pushed the door open, but there was no one there. We looked around the room, there were old cabinets that had old photos in them. Photos of a family, which I didn't recognise.

There was a battered up sofa in the middle of the room with all sorts of stains on it. I slowly swiped my hand along it. As I did, the parting of the cushions open up. There's was something there.

A pink and white cardigan. It was Lucy's.

"Jay, she's here."

"What?"

I lifted up the cardigan. Once I lifted it up, it freely swung from my hand. Showing the whole cardigan. There was blood all of it.

Jay put his hands over his mouth.

There was a loud scream from the next room. It startled me and Jay both.

"Lucy." Jay said under his breath.

We tried opening the door to get into the other rooms but it was looked. So I looked through the key hole. I couldn't believe my eyes.

Lucy was on the floor. Blood all around her. Two girls about the same age as her, standing around her. Watching another, but older woman kicking her.

"Jay, help me get this door open."

Jay ran outside, and came back with a blank of wood we saw coming in. We both held it and knocked the door through.

"LUCY"

LUCY'S P.O.V

The never ending pain of my 'mothers' kicks, punches and slaps"

With the little energy I had, I spat at her. Bad mistake. Nora and Lydia grabbed one arm of mine each. Holding me in place.

My mother grabbed the kitchen knife that was on the side.

"You shouldn't have done that, my lovely daughter."

"Don't you dare call me that!" I shouted at her.

She slowly made her way to me, her face awfully close to mine. "You deserve this. No ones loves you." She whispered in my ear.

She jabbed the knife into my side, causing me to scream. I fell to the floor.

I was in and out of unconsciousness. I feel under once again, but was awoken of someone screaming my name.

I opened my eyes and saw Nathan.

I smiled "Nathan" I whispered.

Everything went black, once again.