Falling for the bad one

Chapter 15: locked up

Katie p.o.v

I woke up chained lying on the hard concrete floor. My whole body was hurting badly. I looked around and noticed I'm still locked up in the dirty cold basement.

I was exhausted and traumatized. I don't know how long I've been here. It could be weeks or even days. Sometimes he would mess with me and say it's been 3 days but then the next time he would say it's been one day. He knew that it fucked with my mind.

He would just laugh if I asked questions about why I'm here. I'm slowly losing my mind. I've given up, my hope has died down.

No one will save me from him.

Suddenly I heard the door being opened. A bright light shone in my eyes blinding me for a few seconds.

I looked up and saw my captor. There he stood with a disgusting smirk on his face. His brown curls I used to love, laying perfectly on his forehead. Funny how I used to think he was perfect.

Once I saw his true colors everything changed.

He grabbed my chin harshly and forcefully made me look in his dark green eyes.

"So how are you my princess?" He asked maliciously. I saw the glint in his eyes when he noticed I wasn't going to answer.

He absolutely loved it when I didn't answer so he could punish me. Disgusting.

He chuckled lowly and punched me right in the stomach. I tried to block it but I couldn't move my arms. I pulled at the handcuffs which wasn't a good idea. They were bruising my wrists badly.

"Answer me!" He yelled and spat in my face.

"I'm great." I replied quietly, my voice wavering a bit. He smirked at my answer.

If I answered wrong he would either slap me or leave without giving me food for the day. I couldn't defy him.

He grabbed a chair from the corner of the basement and set it right in front of me. I knew what was going to happen right now. It was a routine he followed. Un cuffing me and placing me on the chair. If I moved even slightly I was done. It happened before and i don't want to relive the consequences.

For exactly an hour he would hurt me with different materials. Last time he used a belt. I guess this time it was bare hands.

I knew I had scars on my back from last time. It was complete torture. The only sounds you could hear were my screams and his laughter.

Psycho.

After the hour was over his alarm would ring indicating that the torture was done. I
let out a sigh in relief when he finally left me alone bleeding on the ground.

I couldn't move therefore he wouldn't use his handcuffs. He knew I wouldn't try anything, I wouldn't dare.

After what felt like hours I heard people yelling upstairs.

'Weird that's the first time I heard someone else beside him.' I thought to myself.

I could move but very slowly. I took a deep breath and stood up. Trying to ignore the pain. I went towards the stairs and climbed them up with difficulty.

I leaned my head on the door to listen to the heated conversation. It was clearly a man voice. The voice was so familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"What do you mean she is here!" The unknown man yelled.

"Like I fucking said. I told you I want my revenge and I'll fucking get it!" He screamed back.

All of a sudden I heard something being thrown across the room. I flinched away from the door.

"This was not the plan and you know that! It was supposed to be my bitch of a daughter not this fucking girl." The muffled voice screamed.

"Oh fuck you and your plan. My revenge is more important after that we will get your daughter." He said with an angry tone.

After that I couldn't hear anything. I went back to my place and sat on the cold ground leaning on the wall. Trying to calm my heartbeat with closed eyes and mind overwhelmed with so many thoughts.

Why did he even want revenge. I never did something wrong it was always him. I used to be so naive and stupid. I'll always regret my past decisions.

My thoughts went back to the voice. I knew for a fact that I had heard it somewhere. It's so damn familiar.

After what felt like an eternity I heard the door being opened once again.

Ivory's p.o.v

It's been 3 days and we still have no clue where Katie is. The police were still searching but there were no results.

The past couple of days were pure hell. I couldn't think straight anymore. I don't know how I could have let this happen.

Blake was also a mess. He was angry, frustrated and depressed. He was lost without Katie so was I.

Luke has been by my side these days to comfort me and be there for me. I can't thank him enough for everything he did for me. Whenever I would call him crying he'd instantly come to my house.

Today I've decided I'm done waiting for the police to find her and I'm going to take matters in my own hands.

School had already started and I was seated in lunch between the "golden boys". I was going to tell them my plan and hopefully they'll agree to help me.

"I think we need to find Katie ourselves." I blurted out.

There was an awkward silence until Blake broke it.

"I agree. I'm done waiting for the cops to handle this. "

Immediately everyone agreed. We were quickly planning everything.

Luke and Noah had a lot of connections apparently that could help us out. Blake his uncle used to be in the FBI. James was an absolute genius with computers and basically with technology.

After talking for about 30 minutes the bell rang. We decided to skip the rest of the day and get started on our plan to get Katie.

I really hope Katie is okay right now...

-End chapter 15-