A/N ok so yesterdays ending was well, different. But i hope this part makes sence. Thanks, and Enjoy!
*Jude POV*
I woke up from my horrible dream. "I know where she is." I tell myself as i get up and run for mom and dads room.
"Jude, what the hell are you doing? Go back to bed." Mom whines when i try and wake her up.
"Dad. Please listen." I say.
"Ok, Jude. What do you want.?" Dad moans as he sits up.
"I know were she is. Its a blue house. There is a corn feild right beside it. She is tied up, in a bed. But Carrie has a gun. With her at all times." I get out in one breath.
"Wait. Corn feild. Julian go get Nathan. Thats where Carrie was last time." Mom freaks.
Dad ran out of the room an came back minutes later with Uncle Nathan. I explained everything to him.
"Dammit." He mumbled before pulling out his phone.
"Yea, the same place where she took Dan." He spoke into the phone.
"The cops are heading over there.
*Carrie POV*
"Come on Lydia. You have to eat." I cooed to the brat, who hadnt eaten since yesterday.
"Im not eating. With my luck you poisoned it." She spat trying to get out of the bed restrains.
"Oh you remind me of Dan." I laughed.
"Let me-" i covered her mouth.
"Sirens." I mummbled as i took her out of the restains and pulled her to my car.
"No. No. Carrie." She cried as i drove away.
*Nathan POV*
"What do you mean shes gone?" I yelled at the officer.
"Mr. Scott, she was here but she must have left." He told me.
"Ugh." I growl as i punch the wall leaving a hole.
"Uncle Nate, they will find her." Jude tries to calm me down.
The officers went back to their car when they heard the radio going off.
"10-4" i hear the officer say before he comes back.
"Nathan. Do you know the color of the car they were driving?"
*Jude POV*
I looked at Uncle Nate who never answered.
"This is going to sound weird, but in my dream it was black." I tell officer. Who begins talking into his radio.
"Nathan, Jude. I need you to come with me." Officer Lynn, came from behind her cruiser, talking to us.
"Where is she.?" Nathan asks
"We think we know." Lynn tells us as we hop in the back of the cop car.
We quickly leave the diveway and se off for the road.
*Lydia POV*
We quickly left the house. I wanted to jump out but my hands were cuffer behind my back.
"Officers have been searching for 16 year old Lydia Bob Scott, who was abducted from Tree Hill Highschool Monday afternoon. Lydia was going into the school to get somthing while her friends waited outside. Her Uncle Lucas Scott hear the screams of his neice from his office but turned the corner and found writing on the wall which stated 'i couldnt have Jamie, now i have her. Nice try.' Lydia is said to have been abducted by Carrie. A former nanny of The Scott's. Lydia Scott was last seen wearing white shorts. A pink floral tank top and pale pink flatts. Her brown hair was last straignted which reached to her waist. Lydia has a small scar under her eye, but close to her nose. If you have any information on Lydia Bob Scott's where abouts please call 1-800-970-4573." I heard the lady on the radio say.
"They wont find you." Carrie grinned as she shut off yhe radio.
"Yes they will." I growled.
We drove for what seemed like forever. I sobbed most of the way praying someone would find me.
"Shut up." Carrie threw something at me.
"Let me go." I yell as i spit at her from the back. Missing because i was far off target.
"Ummm. No." She teased as we drove further.
"Where are you taking me?" I ask inbetween sobs.
"Someplace where you will be safe." She tells me.
"Im serious you Physco." I yell.
We pull up to a fancy house. Carrie gets out then draggs me into the house where i see a man. No ilder than maybe 35.
"So is this my new toy?" He asks as he hands Carrie money.
"Why yes it is." She laughs as she stuffs the money in her purse.
"Carson. This is Lydia. Lydia this is Carson." She tries to formaly introduce us.
"Ok have fun. Ill be back in 3 hours."
She says then leaves.
"Go put this on." Carson yells at me as he throws me some sort of fabric. He drags me to a bathroom where i quickly run in and lock the door.
I pull out my phone, which i made sure it was on silent, and quickly texted dad.
<to: Dad>
I only have a minute. Im at 63033 Arlington dr. Hurry, i dont know what this man is going to do. Dont reply. I am deleting this text. I dont want anyone to know i haave my phone. *pickles.*
I quickly make sure i send it to dad and not anyone else. 'Pickles' was our word we used so we knew it was us texting eachother. Not skne random person.
"Lets go." I hear Carson scream from the bedroom across the hall.
I put on the dress, whiched showed too much skin and hid my phone in my clothes. I ran across the hall and wrapped my arms around my body. Feeling very uncomfortable.
"Here now." He demmanded. I did as i said and before long he had me laying down. He kissed my lips as he began to tear the dress. "Kiss me back, and this wont last long." He tells me as he beginss touching me. He begins to kiss me again, to make him happy, i kissed back.
I put on a act. I was scared. I didnt want him to kill me. If i did as he said he wouldnt hurt me.
After 15 minutes i began to feel weak, i hurt everywhere. But Carson kepy going. He forced me to kiss him, and scream his name. He bit my neck, leaving little bruises everywhere. He touched me in ways he shouldnt have.
After another 10 minutes he finished. "You have a 10 minute break." He tells me as i lay on the bed. Motionless.
10 minutes later he begins again.
A/N sorry if it sucked. An its late. It took me all day to write this. I will post te next chapter in the afternoon.
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