Abduction

Broken tears

I woke up to the sound that everyone hates, alarm clocks. Why didn't Brailey wake me, like she always did? I went over to my old clothes and grabbed my jeans. Something came crashing out of my pocket, my phone!

Dead. Great! Just fantastic! I got my jeans and a shirt that was on my bedpost. Brailey probably set it there. I went to the shower and got in. Got out and slid into my clothes. As I walked around, there was no one with me. The boys probably took her upstairs or somewhere?! I hope they didn't hurt her.

At that exact moment, I thought that I heard a scream. "Brailey?" The door swung open with Brailey covered in bruises along with blood. I ran over to the stairs. "Ariana, stay away. I don't want you getting hurt." With saying that, she was slapped hard. A tear came down my cheek. Seeing her cry and getting hit broke my heart. She's my friend. Even though I've only known her for a couple of days, she's the only person who knows what I'm going through right now.

"Ariana, tell Brailey bye." A giant lump formed in my throat. Why did he want me to say bye? Was he going to kill her? I couldn't form any words, and tears made their way out. I didn't want Brailey to go. I couldn't do this alone.

"No. Please." I didn't want her to go.

"Say bye." My legs took over. The next thing I knew, I was on the top stair hugging Brailey.

"Brailey, I don't want you to leave." She shook her head, pushing me away. She had tears stained on her face.

"Sorry, Ariana, but I have to." She pulled me into a big hug before letting go. Luke stood in front of me, blocking me from seeing her. My heart broke, causing me to grab Luke. I hugged him as if my life depended on it. Even though yesterday I wanted to get him away from me, I just needed someone. He pulled me up into his arms with my legs on both sides of him.

I felt safe for some reason in his arms. My heart started to flutter a little bit. No, Ariana. Your friend just got taken away, and you're feeling like this?

Luke didn't take me back downstairs but to the top of the cabin. He took me into a white room with a kingsized bed. "Luke?" He sat down on the bed. Setting me in his lap, he ran his fingers through my tangled hair.

"Yea?" Looking down at me, he pushed a strand of hair out of my face.

"What is Ryan going to do to Brailey?" Sighing, he pulled me into him.

"I don't know, but you have me. I'll always be here for you, alright." Not saying anything back, more tears streamed down my face.

He rubbed my back, slowly laying me down, and laid beside me, just holding me. After that, I started to feel dizzy, probably from crying so much. "Go to sleep, baby girl." I felt light-headed, then everything went black.

Brailey's Pov:

Waking up to someone carrying me, I jerked awake. "Ryan?" He laid me down on his bed, kissing my neck.

"Please, Ryan. Don't." Ignoring me, he just kissed me more. "Ryan, get off of me."

"Shut up." Pushing on his chest, he got mad. Grabbing my hands, he pinned them above my head, reaching for the hem of my shirt.

"Don't." I started to kick now, which only made him angrier.

"I said, shut up!" Smacking me hard across the face. Tears spilled from my eyes.

"Ryan, I'm pregnant." He pulled away instantly.

"You're lying." Shaking my head, he got off me, pacing the room. "You're lying. There's no way you are pregnant."

"I'm not lying." Glaring at me, he walked into his bathroom. Coming out, Ryan threw something at me.

"Prove it." Going into the bathroom, I did what he said. Stepping out, he was right by the door.

"We have to wait a few minutes." Glaring at me, he sat on the bed, shaking his leg.

****

Holding the stick out to him, he looked at it. A small smile grew onto his lips. "I'm a father!" My face dropped. How is he happy about this?

"I'm not giving birth to your child." He glared at me.

"What do you mean? I own you. We're having a kid. How are you not happy about this?" Glaring back at him, I snapped the stick in half.

"I'm not having your demon child. It's a mistake. You're a mistake." Coming over to me, he smacked me.

"How could you say that? We can raise this child together, be a family, and get our own house. I can't wait to see if it's a boy or girl!" He put his hand on my stomach with a loving smile. I am not having a child of his.

Smacking his hand away, he stared at me. Ignoring my gesture, he grabbed me, pulling me to him. "Boys, get in here!" The next thing I knew, Dillon, along with a sleepy Luke, stepped into the room

"We're having a baby!" Pushing Ryan away, I started to yell at him.

"As I said before, I am not having your child." Grabbing one of his weights, I was about to hit my stomach. The boys ran over, pulling the weight away as Ryan pulled me from my waist.

"You are not killing my child." Grabbing my hair, he pulled me to Ariana.

"Don't tell her." Shaking his head, he opened the door.

"Ariana, tell Brailey bye."

Then just like that. Ryan and I are in the car heading somewhere.

"Where are you taking me?" He looked over at me with a smirk.

"Somewhere that you can't hurt my child or yourself." Glaring at him, I hit the dash.

"For the last time. I'm not having your child. I don't want it growing up in this lifestyle where it gets beat every five seconds for crying, talking, or even just being a kid.

His knuckles started to turn white as he gripped the steering wheel tighter. "I would never hit my child."

"You hit me, and I'm your girl."

Arriving at the place, I frowned. Ryan carried me in. He and some other boys tied me to a bed as I scream out at him. "You will never be a father. I promise you that."