I spent the night at Claire's house. Luke kept sending me voicemails asking me to come home. But do you know what the funny thing is? He didn't apologize at all. I also decided to look Liam up on the internet, and guess what? He's in a gang, and is on the most wanted list for the town. Great, great, great. I dated a murderer. I sighed as I fished my house keys out of my purse. As I went to put the key in the door, a hand reached out and grabbed mine. I went to scream, but he flung another hand over my mouth and pushed me against the wall. My eyes widened.
"Don't talk, or move." He hissed. I nodded. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a car approach us. The last thing I remember was the man raising his hand and hitting me in the back of the head.
I woke up in a warehouse tied to a shelf. I tried to scream, but it was muffled by a cloth that was tied tightly around my head. I looked around the warehouse. It was big. Their was shelves in rows, all holding large brown boxes that read 'explosive'. I tried screaming again, but it was no use. The man that kidnapped me finally walked into the warehouse. He was whistling an eerie tune.
"Well hello, pretty." He ran the back of his hand down my cheek. I pulled away from it. "Don't do that." He ordered slapping my cheek. My eyes welled up with tears, but I bit the inside of my cheek in an effort not to. He laughed at me. "A lot worse is going to happen to you, my dear." He chuckled and left the warehouse. I let the tears roll down my cheeks. I closed my eyes and tried to think of better things.
I woke up to someone kicking my leg. It was a man, but he wasn't the same one as my captor. He held a plate of food.
"Eat quickly. If Chris sees that I gave you food we'll both be in trouble." He said removing my gag. "Don't scream." I nodded. He fed me quickly, and then put the gag back on. "I'm sorry that you have to go through this. I'm Ethan." Chris... Chris... Where have I seen that name before? Liam's phone. After our first date, he had 27 missed calls from a guy named Chris. I leaned my head back against the shelf. I'm guessing I'm not going to be seeing my house for a long time.
I realized that there was a clock next to the door of the warehouse. It read 7:32. It was still pretty bright outside though. I thought about my mom. What she would think of me if she were still here. She probably wouldn't like the idea of me being a billionaire's daughter, and she probably wouldn't like my taste in boys either. I let out a muffled sigh.
I fell asleep an hour later, and woke up to someone grunting. I groggily looked up at the time. It was three am.
"Oh goody! You're up." The man (whom I'm pretty sure is Chris) said as he walked over to me. "Why don't we teach your boyfriend a lesson?" He laughed as he ran a finger up my thigh. I tried to move away, but found that my legs had also been tied up. I looked over to the side of the warehouse and saw Liam chained up. Blood was everywhere. He coughed, and blood poured out of his mouth. I gasped.
"LIAM!" I screamed into the gag. He heard me and looked up at me. His eyes were glazed over.
"Get. Away." He murmured to Chris. Chris laughed, and walked back over to him. He grabbed his chin and forced him to look into his eyes.
"Stay alert. It's time to really learn your lesson." He slapped Liam across the cheek. He winced in pain. "I'm so not sorry about this." He crouched down so that our eyes met. "Hmh. Aren't you just a beauty." He ran his hands up my thighs again. I heard the chains rattle as Liam tried to help me. I closed my eyes and blocked out everything. He removed my gag, and my first instinct was to scream.
"HELP!!!" I screamed as he pulled at my shirt. I felt tears prick my eyes. I will not cry. That's exactly what he wants me to do. I bit my tongue in an effort to contain all of my emotions. He looked straight into my eyes.
"If you cooperate, this'll be much easier for you." He smashed his lips onto mine, and I pulled away. I spit on him, which earned me a slap. "Now you're getting it." He growled. He hadn't done anything except beat me up a little bit, but Liam took it a different way. The whole time he was chained in the corner muttering about how stupid he was to fall in love with me. Which, of course, made me cry even harder. Chris had left me untied with Liam. I got up and walked over to Liam. Ripping a piece of my shirt off, I wiped away at his blood-caked upper body.
"Stop...... this is all my..... fault." He heaved. I wiped away the blood.
"Stop it." I told him, trying to contain my own tears.
"You need to get out of here. The emergency door is to the right." I heard someone say behind me. I quickly turned around. It was Ethan.
"I can't leave Liam here. Chris will punish him if I leave." I said stubbornly. Ethan shook his head.
"Your life is more important than his. Sorry to say this, Liam. But you'll thank me later." Liam nodded at him.
"T.... take her a-away from here..." Liam coughed up more blood.
"No!" I shouted. Ethan's eyes widened, and we all stopped as we heard someone approaching the warehouse.
"Well, you got your wish, princess." Ethan said sarcastically as he retreated. I sighed and sat down where Chris had left me. I braced myself as I heard the door open. To my surprise, it was Luke. Behind him was Caden, Claire, Ally, and Becca. The all rushed in and group hugged me. Luke stayed back, and after they were done he surveyed my injuries.
"Who did this?" He asked, looking at all my bruises. He looked over at Liam and raised an eyebrow. "I'm guessing it wasn't him."
"I'll tell you later. We need to unchain Liam, and then get the heck out of here." I said getting up from my place on the floor. They all nodded, and got to work freeing Liam.
"I know someone." Claire whispered into my ear.
"What?" I asked.
"I know someone who will fix up Liam without turning him in." She said again.
"Who?" I asked.
"My dad."
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