Love me, love me not(EDITING)

Chapter 21

198 days since she last saw Connor and counting...
Chris's POV
   I don't know how long it's been. I was fixing to go pick up Dalton, yet I never made it. The last thing I remember was someone putting their arms around me, and a cloth over my mouth. All I could think about was Dalton, and my parents. I wanted my parents desperately, and I wanted Dalton in my arms.
  I've never craved someone so much. The day I found out I was pregnant, changed everything. Dalton and I were so happy in Seattle. Why did I ever leave? This would've never happened if I would have just watched out and didn't get into an almost car wreck. This would've never happened.
        I may not know how long its been, but its definitely been months. People have searched for me, I know they have. I've heard them, and it isn't in my head. I hear them from a distance. The barks of the search dogs, the yells of policemen, family members calling out my name.
   I don't know who else is working with Sam, but he isn't acting alone. I never see anyone who is with Sam, but I hear them whisper arguing. Whoever it is, never showed their face.
     He kept me in a hole in woods. I only knew I was in the woods because leaves fell through the cracks of the piece of wood that was covering the hole. Sam had it covered it with leaves all the time to keep me hidden. I want to go home.
  "Hello, Chrissy", Sam smiles evilly at me.
      He was the one who came in my house and kidnapped me. I don't even why he chose me. He always tried to get me in the mood to have sex with him. He wouldn't ever kiss me, or touch me anywhere except my boobs. He would kiss my neck, and squeeze my boobs, thats about it. Even though I feel violated, he's a terrible violator.
   I've been wearing the same clothes since I've been gone. Grey sweatpants, a pink cami, and a blue jacket. Sam broke my zipper, so I can't zip it anymore, I just have to wrap myself with it. He took my shoes, too. Sam took almost everything except my clothes. He took my hair tie, shoes, and my bra.
   My hair was extremely ratted and itchy. I have dirt everywhere, including my face. I noticed I lost a lot of weight, too. I'm so cold, and bony. I feel anorexic. I'm a piece of glass.
      Sam slid down a hand-made twig ladder down, climbing down it quickly. Sam was a 40 year old white, perverted man. My dad was older than him, but Sam looked much older.
       "We're going to try something different today, love", he grins at me with his yellow stained teeth and he starts to unbuckle his belt.
   I start to die a little inside. No. Please, no. Not this. Anything but this. He starts walking my way, making me walk backwards till I hit the end of the wall.
   He grabs my waist, pressing me against him, then slaps my butt. He smells terrible. I felt his buldge against my thigh, I gulp. I knee him as soon as he starts to pull my pants down. He groans, falling to his knees. I quickly jump on the ladder.
   "Remember, darling. If you ever try to escape, I will video tape me killing everyone you love and show it to you", Sam whispers, holding my chin, then giving me a kiss on the cheek.
  The thought made my reflexes act fast, I let go of the handmade ladder.  I groan in pain, once I hit the ground. Sam glares at me, then kicks me really hard by my ribs. The hole had to have been at least 20 feet deep. It was getting late, and I hurt so bad. I close my eyes letting the pain of my back take over.
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Connor's POV

    "Hey, Con", Hope hugged me at the front door as I welcome her and Austin inside.
  "Hey", I hug her back, giving Austin a hug also.
   Hope doesn't seem so thrilled with me since I stopped looking for Chris two months ago. She's gone, and I have to accept it. I did accept it.
     "Hey guys!" Courtney comes in to the front room with open arms.
  "Hey, you look great, Court", Hope says, giving her what seemed a weak hug. Still still hates Courtney.
       "Hey, C", Austin gives her a one-armed hug.
   "Well lets eat", I say after a while, breaking the silence.
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Hope's POV
  
    I've hated coming to see my brother since he stopped looking for Chris. How could he? How could he give up on someone I know he loves dearly? She's my best friend.
   "This is really great steak", Austin says, wiping his mouth with a napkin, then fixing his tie.
     "My amazing husband did it", Courtney says cheeringly.
   I look over at Connor, he winks and give a small smile. Disgusting.
    I've never like Courtney. Even before I knew she was a crazy ass bitch, I still didn't like her.
   "You okay, babe?" Austin rubs my back.
If Connor and Courtney could wear normal clothes, why couldn't we? Why did Austin have to wear a tux and why did I have to wear this dress? Don't get me wrong, I love this dress. Its a skin tight black dress that makes my boobs look good and my ass pop.
   "Yea, I'm fine", I say, setting the fork down.
All of them finished their plate while I just played with my food.
       "Dessert, anyone?" Courtney asks.
"Yes!" The boys get crazy excited.
   Courtney goes into the kitchen, starting to waddle. I always loved this house, even if it was Courtney's. It's stunning. It's one of the only mansions I wish I lived in.
   "I'm going to go get my phone", I sigh, standing up, smoothing out my dress.
    I lean down and give Austin a kiss before I head out to our car. Nothing is the same without Chris. She's my best friend. I know I hated her at first, but don't you always hate your best friend in the begining?
    I grab my phone and coat from the car. 9:46 pm. We've already been here almost two hours. I slip off my heels, carrying then with two fingers. I didn't want to go back inside, so I went for a walk in the woods.
       I took one of those big round flashlights that were on the back porch. I got on the top of the hill, looking back. I could see the dining room. All three of them laughing like old pals. Fake face. I know Courtney is just playing them, she has to be.  There's no way she's been this nice.
    I put my shoes back on, just walking around. Then I heard..crying? I walk quieter, following the sound.
    "Hello? Is anyone there?"
The crying stopped.
     Chills ran down my spine. I heard it, I'm not crazy.
  Then the heel got stuck on something under me. I backed up, leaving the heel in the ground. 
   "Ugh!" I grunted as I pulled my heel out of........"Wood?"
    I get on my knees, not caring about ruining anything Im wearing, brushing off the leaves. I pushed back what looked like a wood panel, shining the light down there.
     "Chris?!" I gasp, my heart thumping.
  She starts crying, I don't think she could find the right words. She looked so skinny, and terrible. All she was, was skin and bone. Her hair even looked like it thinned out. How come she was so close yet so far, this whole time?
    "Watch out!" She yells, pointing behind me.
An old man, had a branch above his head. Before he could hit me with it, I take off my other heel, quickly standing up. I take the side of my shoe, and I stab him in the stomach. I kick him in the stomach, knocking him down.
    "You bitch!" He coughs.
I take the branch from him, hitting the heel in his stomach.
     "Are you okay?" Chris asks.
I look down the hole, "Yea, are you?"
  She nods.
    "Okay, let's get you out of here", I say, standing up, looking around.

     I was shaking. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. These trees were huge, and tall. I could find almost anything.
      "Do you see a ladder, anywhere?"
"No, but hang on", I stand up, walking over to the man I stabbed my heel with.
I grab him by his collar, "Where did you put the ladder?"
He spit in my face. So, I kept adding pressure on the heel until he gave up.
   "It's leaning against one of the few trees behind me", he spits out.
I let him go, grabbing the flashlight, looking for the ladder.
"Hang on, Chris! I got it!" I grunt as I carry this huge ass ladder to the hole.
     "I'm going to slide it down, okay? So watch out", I carefully slide down the ladder, keeping it close to the side so I wouldn't hit Chris.
   "Okay! I'm coming up!"
I sigh in relief as I see the top of her head.
"Hope! Watch out!" She screams, looking behind me.
As I turn around, I see the man's hand holding my heel, meeting my head.
"You fucker", I yelled, kicking him in the balls.
"Chris, I put rape whistles around here because these woods are scary as fuck. Find one, and blow it. They can here it from the house", I say quickly, fighting him off with my legs.
Chris nods, leaving the flashlight, running around trying to find the whistle. I admit, after she went missing, I was scared half to death. So, I went around putting whistles around every other tree. She may have not been raped, but whistles can help.
Next thing I knew, Chris has found one, blowing it as loud as possible, and even screaming.
"You shouldn't have messed with me, Ms.Smith", he's pinned me down, his hands tightly around my neck.
     "No, you shouldn't have messed with me", Chris screams, whipping him with this huge tree branch.
We both look towards his direction. He must have hit his head pretty hard against the tree, because now it is covered in blood.
I stood up, immediately hugging her, "Are you okay?"
She nods, hugging my back, "Are you?"
"Hope?" I hear a familiar voice.
Chris and I let go of each other, squinting our eyes. Austin and Connor.
I was lowkey fangirling over Connor and Chris.  Connor slowly starts walking towards her, Chris playing with her fingers.
He stops right in front of her, not knowing what to do. She doesn't either. He suddenly picks her up, swinging her around.
"I missed you so fucking much", he whispers loud enough for us to hear it.
I wrap my arms around Austin, watching.
"I missed you too, Con."