Far or Near?

Part Eighteen

A/n: sorry for not being able to update :( my Wattpad on my phone was being an ass, my brother was using the laptop for his school stuff, and i just like writing on computer than on my phone :)

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"Tsk tsk tsk. Where do you think you're going, sl*t?" I immediately halted, my heartbeat more wild than it was before. Calm down, Emma. Calm. Down. What if they're not talking to me?

I turned around slowly and my face was met with Ms. Blondie... and two other guys... I have a bad feeling about this. So i broke a run for it...

Big mistake.

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Devan's POV
She hasn't come back yet and that worried me very much. Although Collins and Hazel tried to make me positive, it didn't fully calmed me. "Let's do this. We have to go looking for her." I said, standing up, gaining their attention. "But where on earth will we start?" Hazel asked, trying to hide her worry. It was silent for a moment until i decided where. "Somewhere close at Starbucks...?" I spoke up, unsure and so they were, yet we started looking for her.

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"Can't we just reports this to the police?!" I exclaimed after a few hours (maybe) of searching for Emma. It felt like we've looked everywhere. "Devan it's only been 3 hours. It takes 24 hours so actually file a report about someone missing." Hazel answered my question making me sigh and frustration. The three of us were sitting on some random bench in the dark park when my phone rang off. In panic and high hopes, i immediately answered it, not bothering to see the caller. 

"Hello who is this?" I asked them my voice filled with hope. "Hey baby boo! It's me!" Wait what?! No. No no no no. This can't be. "Claire?! What the- what the hell are you calling me? Are you still that  obsessed with me since our break up?!" I exclaimed angrily, getting the full attention of Collins and Hazel. She giggled, and no not "cute giggle". Just plain, disgusting, irritating giggle. "Maybe i am. But i wouldn't call it obsessed. I'd call it... love." She chirped. I didn't refrain myself from cringing and rolling my eyes. 

"Goodbye Claire." I spoke harshly through the phone and was about to hang up when i heard a faint call of my name in the other line. 

It wasn't Claire. It was Emma.

I let out a small gasp, assuming Claire heard it because of irritating giggle. "That's right baby boo! I've got your filthy excuse of a girlfriend! The one you chose over ME!" She squeaked. My blood ran cold. My hands shook and so did my legs. I was speechless. Scared. Worried. Angry. 

Deep breaths, Devan. Deep. Breaths. 

"Why did you take her?! What did you do to her?! WHERE IS SHE?!" I growled furiously. Well, so much for being calm and stuff. I saw a bit of Hazel and Collins expressions. They were surprised and confused. Probably because i never shout that much especially when i'm angry and probably because they're listening to a one sided conversation. 

"So i could get you back! Why else would i kidnap your precious Emma!" I squeaked again with another giggle in the end. I was more furious now. "Tell me where you are and we'll talk about it." I growled. "I'm way ahead of you, baby boo! I sent some of my men to take you to me, to make sure no one else comes." She informed me. "How did you even know my exact location?!" I exclaimed in shock. "I have my ways, baby boo." Was the last thing she said before hanging up and before two big and muscular guys approached us.

"Hazel, Collins, i'll explain to you guys later. Just go home and stay there. Either at the Key's or at the Anderson's." I informed them. They were really worried, confused, and maybe even scared, but they obeyed after i promised them i'll be alright. 

For Emma. Anything for MY Emma. 

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The car stopped in front of Claire's house. The house was huge and mansion like. Filthy rich parents equals filthy spoiled child. That being Claire. We got off and went inside. I know every inch of this place so if we ha the chance, we'll be able to escape with ease..... well that depends on the situation.

"Baby boo!" A high squeaking voice snapped me out of my planning trance. Speaking of the bi- spoiled brat. Well she is a B, if you know what 'B' i'm talking about. "I missed you so much!" She squeaked while she hugged me tightly and uncomfortably. I, of course, just stood there like a tree with an annoyed face. "Where's Emma." I asked her sternly so she could finally get away from me and to finally see my girlfriend 

"Emma Emma Emma." She spoke then tsked at the end. "She's... you know. Is about to be 'touched' if you know what i mean." She answered, an evil smirk at the end, pushing me off the edge. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!?! YOU FILTHY BRAT!!! WHERE'S MY GIRLFRIEND?!" I raged, two men holding me back from pouncing and ripping their master's hair off. "You'll find out soon, baby boo!" She squeaked again as i kept struggling with the two men's arms and my whole body fuming. 

Claire started walking pass the kitchen and to their basement door. She took out a ring of keys, picked one of them, and opened the door with it. "Johny, you stay out here. Josh, come with us." Claire commanded to the two big men who was holding me. They obeyed when I felt my right arm being able to breath again. Gosh they held on me tight. 

Soon, we went inside the basement that I once entered accidentally. It was cold and reeked of something that i don't wanna know. I gagged because of it. The only the moonlight was coming from the tiny rectangular crack or opening which was a pathetic excuse of a window. But I could make out three figures in the dark. One was definitely Claire-judging by the long hair, one was a silhouette of another man... and then my eyes land on the last figure.

It was quite small and was sitting beside the man. It was struggling, as if it was tied.....

Then the lights turned on. Emma.

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