Chapter 12

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Harry bows his head before taking out his phone. After unlocking and pressing the screen a couple of times he hands the black iPhone to me to see the screen.

Search bar: Renée Hastings

After months of searching, 14 year old Renée Hastings was found 3 miles outside of Hartford Connecticut at an 'abandoned ' farm house which held about seven other young girls. Held captive by Ryan Hockley, these eight girls were being forced into sex trafficking and drug trade. Ryan Hockley, Renée's father, the founder of the trade disappeared from the scene as authorities showed up. He is still missing as of today.

Well I guess a clean start is out of the question.

"You searched me?" My voice came out numb and whispered. "You searched me because you were oh so desperate to know what happened?! You just had to know what the hell happened in my past and you knew I wasn't ready to talk about this shit!"

His head stayed down as my voice gradually grew louder.

He knows. How many other people fucking know now?

"Who else." He looks up at me confusion early written in his eyes.

"What do you-"

"Who else knows about this." He sighs, hands running through his chocolate curls tugging slightly at the ends.

"Ashley showed me. I haven't said or planned on telling anyone about this." His voice cracking towards the end.

My throat burned trying to stop the tears from escaping my eye lids. The media wasn't supposed to let this information out. This wasn't supposed to happen.

"Renée, please just don't hate me for this. Please." He was staring into my eyes which were now letting tears flow freely down my cheeks.

"I don hate you. I just can't believe you found this. That they let this information out freely. Do you know how much I wanted to forget about this? I was only fucking 14 when this happened. My dad is one of the most wanted men in the world. He's part of the biggest illegal drug industry's in the planet. And he used me. His own child for this. I-I can't even tell you what I've gone through. For the past 4 years I've been trying to live a normal life but everyday I'm reminded of what he did to me because of this."

I take a final breath after venting. Harry watches me with patient and pleading eyes. I turn around from his gaze and lift up his sweatshirt to reveal my back.

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Harry's P.O.V

I looked at my broken girl infront of me spilling out her dark past to me. It physically hurt me to see her like this. My heart aches to comfort her but I know she doesn't want to be touched. She lifts up my Jack Wills sweatshirt up to fully expose her back to me. I couldn't help but let out the gasp that escapes through my lips. Not only could you see every detail of her muscles and bones, but right in between her shoulder blades ran a thick white scar surrounded by other tiny ones as if someone injected her with some sickening drugs.

She lets the sweatshirt fall back down her torso and she turns to me, her head hanging low. I couldn't help but pull her onto my lap and hold her tightly and she sobs into my shoulder. And I squeezing my eyes as tight as I possibly could, but failing when the salty tears tear my eyes open and fall down my face and into her hair.

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Ellie's P.O.V

I awaken to an empty tent. I groan and roll over to open the tent as I hear someone calling Renee's name. Once the person revealed themselves I couldn't help but darkening my features into a scowl as hatred filled my body.

"What the fuck do you want."

"I'm looking for Renée obviously." He speaks slowly.

"Well she's not here now get the fuck out of here."

"Do you know where I can find her it's important." He pleads, his filthy eyes holding false hope.

"I don't know." And with that I push past the filth that calls himself Jack to find my best friend.

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Unknown P.O.V

The phone rings from my bedside stand. I groan before dragging my hand across the wooden platform to retrieve the screaming device.

"What?" I snap into the phone, not even bothering to look at the caller I.D.

"We found her." He speaks.

"Bring her to me at 965 rover lane. Noon tomorrow not a minute later." And with that I hang the phone back up and drift back into a deep sleep.

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HI EVERYONE! Sorry for not updating in a while it took me a while to find some free time my camp just ended so I'm hoping to find more time to write. Hope you're enjoying the book so far sorry of it's been a crappy couple of chapters. I promise it will get better ;)

-Soph <33

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