Hadley's POV:
Its been torture since Ethan took me.
Since I've last seen Draven.
Ethan is treating me like a slave.
He says he loves me.
He makes me sleep in his bed.
He makes me cook and clean.
He makes me do all the work around here, and it just makes me miss Draven more.
"HADLEY! WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK OUT MY CLOTHES!?!" Ethan yells.
That's a bad sign.
Because every time I mess up or do something wrong.....he handcuffs me in a room alone with him.
And it doesn't end well.
I told Draven I knew what to do. I lied to Draven telling him I knew what to do.
Draven's POV:
"It's all my fault!" I slammed my fist on the table. "I should have never trusted him."
"It's not your fault." Ava cooed.
"Yea it is." Emery said bluntly. She is so much like Hadley....
"Emery." Ava hissed. "He's in pain."
"No he's just sad because he can't love on Hadley until she's back." Emery said.
"Emery. Stop." Ava hissed again.
"I got something!" Alex yelled.
We all run over to him, and we see an address on the computer.
"You found her?" I ask.
"Yep. Hadley's at Ethan's old house." Alex said.
"Ok. We're going to bring Hadley's gang, and you'll bring yours." Emery said. "Guns loaded."
Hadley's POV:
Gunshots.
That's all I can hear from the spot Ethan put me in.
Locked me in.
What if its Draven? What if he's hurt? What if he's......
What if he's dead?I can't be negative like that.
I heard the lock break from outside of the door.
Please don't be Ethan, please don't be Ethan, please don't be-
"Draven?" I ask bewildered.
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Running
Teen FictionThere is always one question to answer. Fight or Flight? But Hadley Benson can't always run. **COMPLETED** **Sequel is OUT** #DeadEnd (15,030 words in all) *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, THIS SERIOUSLY NEEDS TO BE REWRITTEN*