One Little Sin.(Completed)

Chapter Twelve.

Okay, I know this is late, but better late than never aye?

There is a sad moment in Alex's POV and if you don't want to read it, you don't have too.

Anyway,

Enjoy,

Laura-Ann x

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- Sammy's POV -

Pulling up outside the warehouse, I looked between the two boys warily.

"You sure we should be doing this?" I asked, gripping onto Liam's hand tightly.

"You want to find Alex and Elena right?" Andy asked. I nodded. "Well then, yes, we should."

"Okay." I whispered, trailing behind the two of them as they walked towards the closest warehouse.

"Guys, I've got a bad feeling about this." Liam mumbled a few moments later, obviously seeing the terrified look in my eyes.

"You two don't have to come you know." Andy growled.

"She's my best friend you know Andy." I snapped.

"And she's the love of my life." He snapped back. "She has my baby with her too. I win."

"This isn't a competition, Andrew."

"Sure seems like it. A fight to the death with my own brother."

"Andrew." I sighed.

"Sammy." He sighed too, pushing open the heavy metal door.

"Andr-" I started.

"Shh." He cut me off.

We stayed silent as we walked through the building, keeping our eyes peeled for anything that looked suspicious.

Liam's hand was firmly wrapped around mine, pulling me into his back as we walked. Andy walked ahead of us, a determined look on his face as he searched around.

After walking for about five minutes, we heard a noise from around the corner. My eyes widened as Andy's back tensed.

"Don't do anything stupid!" I managed to whisper-yell just before he went charging around the corner.

Liam pulled me along after him as we followed Andy. We stayed hidden in the shadows though, hoping that if it was Alex and Elena, we could sneak them out whilst Andy fought with his brother.

We heard Andy before we saw him, kicking boxes around the small room in a fit of rage. Liam let go of my hand to go and calm him down, restraining his arms so he couldn't lash out.

"Andy!" I yelled, stopping in front of him. "Andy, you need to calm down!"

"I can't!" He screamed, pulling out of Liam's grasp. "He had them here! Right here!" He pointed to some ropes on the floor, one of Elena's booties nestled on top of the tightly coiled ropes.

"What's that?" Liam asked, walking over to the other side of the room.

Written on the wall, in bright red paint, where the words;

'Catch Me If You Can.'

I cringed at the words, sinking into Liam's arms. Tears began to spill from ym eyes as I thought of what this psycho could be doing with my best friend. What he could be doing with Elena.

- Alex' POV -

"Now, now Elena, shush Princess. Daddy's here." Michael cooed, rocking my daughter back and forth in his arms. He looked up at me, an even bigger smile slipping onto his face.

"Please, Michael," I begged, pulling against the coarse ropes on my wrists. "Please, just let us go."

"No, you two will stay with me. Where you belong." He growled, crouching down beside me. "If only you knew how much I love you, maybe then you'd realise your own feelings." He sighed, stroking my cheek.

"How can I love someone who kidnapped me and has me tied up in some dark room in the middle of nowhere?" I whispered, leaning my head against the wall behind me as a single tear streaked down my face.

"I can't let you go though can I?" He asked, walking over to the door with Elena.

"Where are you taking her?" I screamed, thrashing even harder at the ropes.

"Maybe this will teach you." He smiled, walking away.

"MICHAEL!" I screamed after him, the tears flowing freely now.

Of course there was no answer, I stayed with my head against the wall for hours, sobbing.

Eventually he came back in, placed Elena in the cot beside me and left.

I looked over the railing, to see my daughter sleeping peacefully. I sighed in relief, closing my eyes for a second and thanking God.

The door opened again a few moments later, to reveal to tall, muscly men, followed shortly after by Michael.

"Michael?" I whispered, my eyes widening as they advanced towards me.

"Alex, meet my friends, Tony, and Nathan. They've come to have a bit of fun." He smiled, picking Elena up from the cot once again, and leaving me with the two men.

"She's prettier than he said." One sneered.

"And hotter too." The other replied, both looking hungrily at me.

Before I knew what was happening, the ropes had been unfastened and they were ripping my clothes off.

****** A Few Hours Later ******

I lay curled in a ball on the cold floor.

The two guys had left, and Michael was still yet to return with my daughter.

The tears were long gone, replaced with a numbness that was unfillable.

I cringed into the wall as the door opened.

"Have fun?" Michael asked, placing Elena back into the cot. I remained silent. "It had to be done Princess." He chucked some clothes at me, watching as I quickly put them on before tying my arms back up with the rope. "I don't want to have to do that again, Princess. So be good."

He left the room, locking the door behind him.

Elena cried out a lot that night, but there wasn't anyting I could do about it.

It was like she was feeling my pain.

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God, that was hard to write Alex's POV.

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