Chapter: 17

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Taylor's POV

I wake up in a cold, wet area. Unaware of where the hell I am, and to be honest, it's disgusting. It's a small room, no windows, the walls and floor is pure cold rough concrete. Except for this one wall, it's like a mini jail cell, but the bars are totally rusted, and I'm tied up to them.

My feet are tied together, I have a dirty rag in my mouth that wraps around my head, tying my head to the bars. My hands are tied behind my back, tied to the bars. No matter how much I squirm, and how much I wriggle, I'm not going anywhere.

Ryan's POV

I fell back asleep on the couch, it's been about two hours since Taylor went up to bed, it's about 2:30am. I slowly get up still half asleep, and mope up the stairs. I'm about to plop into bed when I realize that Taylor isn't there. I begin to freak out, unsure of what to do. I called out her name, no response, checked the house top to bottom. Still nothing. I called 911, I then called Nash, Jamie, Ian, and I even called Haleigh.

Next thing I know, the doorbell rings. I get up to open the door, and it was the cops.

"Hello sir, you reported a missing human being?" the male officer stated.

"Yes sir, here's a photo of her" I hand the officer a photo a Taylor and I from last week, in the studio the day we got here.

"Thank you sir, now did you see this man?" The officer questioned.

"No sir, I saw nothing, I heard nothing, I went upstairs to our room to find her gone" I explain.

"Thank you sir, we will do our best to find her for you" the officer assured me.

*Ding Dong*

The doorbell rings again, it was Nash, Jamie, and Ian.

"Haleigh said she's flying down here as soon as she possibly can, I think her flight just left" Ian exclaimed.

"And I was just talking to Harlee, she's flying down here with Haleigh" Jamie continued.

"Okay that's great, you guys can either stay here, come with me or spread out. I really don't care at this point, I'm going to find her" I said grabbing my car keys and running out the door.

Jamie came with me, and Nash and Ian went together. I will look everywhere for her.

Taylor's POV

I'm laying on the cold concrete floor, weak. I haven't eaten anything since I was kidnapped. I hear footsteps coming closer to me. I suddenly see a tall man, dressed in all black, with a mask on so I couldn't identify who he was. He had a bowl in his hand, and a big metal rod. He placed the bowl of mush on the ground in front of me.

"Eat it!" he yells at me.

"No! It looks like something you pulled out of your ass!" I yell back.

The man then comes closer and begins hitting me with the metal rod, over and over again. My face is bleeding and cut, my hands are shaking so bad. I guess this it. This is what my life is like now.

"Don't you EVER fucking give me ANY attitude!" He went to hit me again.

He then picks me up, throws me over his shoulder and begins to walk.

He takes me to this room, that has nothing but a big old beaten up bed, rusted to shit. Oh God, I now know what's coming next.

He lays me down on the bed and ties my hands to the head of the bed, and ties my ankles to the feet of bed, so I'm laying flat on my back, shaped like a star, and there's nothing I can do about it.

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