Taken

Taken-4

Previously-

Becca doesn't know of all of the horrible things that Zayn has done. She doesn't know that he goes through girls upon girls. I don't want her to get hurt so I have to do something. I will protect my daughter no matter how hard I have to fight. No matter how badly it hurts me. No matter what I have to do. My daughter will be safe. So, let the planning begin.

I spent the whole night planning. I am exhausted, but I have a detailed plan. I hope to keep my daughter safe until I can fake her death. If I fake her death Zayn will no longer be looking for her.

Beccas POV

I wake up the next morning to a violent shaking. It isn't the normal shaking I'm used to, being raised in this house. "Becca..."   I ignore it trying to go back to sleep but I got shaken again. "Becca wake up..."    I once again ignore it because it's to early for this shit. As I'm about to fall back asleep I get pushed of my bed. I look up to see my dad staring at me. He looks exhausted. He has a crazy look in his eye as if he's going to tell me some new thing that happened that effects the family. 

"Pack a bag. We're going to grandma's. Only pack what you need and make it quick. I'm going to keep you safe. I promise." my dad says. That only causes me to panic.

Are my thoughts becoming a reality? Is Zayn actually coming after me? Dad leaves the room. I start packing important things. Like some clothes and a few things from the bathroom. I grab the only picture I have of my mom off of the dusty white side table beside my bed. I put the picture on top and zip my bag. 

I head downstairs and see Brandon on the couch with his bag. He looks just as confused as I am.

"Bec are you okay? Last night was a little weird and now I'm scared. Dad looks like he's gone insane. I know he's worried about your run in with Zayn." Brandon sighs. 

I go sit next to him. "I'm scared. I don't know what this all means but I don't want to be taken away from you guys. I want to live my life with you guys not trapped in some building the rest of my life." By the end of that  I'm nearly in tears. 

Brandon scoots closer to me and hugs me while I cry. I just think about all the things that could go wrong. I think about not making it to my 18th birthday with my twin brother and dad. I sit there and cry. My dad walks in and tells us that it's time to get going. 

We walk out of the door. Next thing I remember is waking up in the back of a car.

Zayn's POV

After I wake up from a peaceful sleep, I rush to see if any progress has been made on finding Rebecca. To my surprise they already have her in possession. I expected to have to take some lives this week. That won't stop me it just won't give me a good motive. Liam comes up to me and informs me that she will be here in about 5 minutes. 

"Sir, Rebecca Flynn's car should arrive shortly. Should we bring her directly to you or should we go through standard protocol?" Liam asks me. 

"Have her go through standard protocol for the time being. I'll intervene if I feel it's necessary. "

Liam is like my vice president. He over looks everything while I make the major decisions. He makes sure everything is running properly and if not he fixes it. He only bothers me with problems if it is major or needs my opinion or approval. 

Liam leaves me to go bring Rebecca in. I watch carefully from a distance. I want to make sure my most valuable possession is taken care of properly. I don't trust many of these blood bags in the mansion. If any mistakes happen I will make sure things are properly sorted out. 

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I'm working on making these parts a little longer. These are just detail chapters that will lead up to important things here soon. 

-Marissa