Trust Me, Don't Let Go (Crown The Empire)

Chapter 13: Numbness

*Andy*

I was on the floor tied up with Bailey and Brandon screaming at each other.

"Amber?" I called, and she was no where to be found. I tugged my wrist apart, but it was no use.

"Andy's awake," Ben stated, and they all looked at me.

"Where's Amber?" I asked, and they all looked away. I didn't get any responses, and I remembered that someone knocked me out with a rag last night. "Where is she?" I asked, and they shook their heads again.

"Andy, we don't know," Bailey answered softly.

"What do you mean you don't know? Did she ran off without telling you?" I asked, and they shook their heads in disappointment. Dave came over to me to rip off the rope around me.

"Andy, we don't know how to tell you this, but someone kidnapped her," Dave answered kindly, but I couldn't believe it.

"No. They didn't," I denied.

"Yes. They did," Bailey insisted nicely, and I shook my head.

"Then why am I still here?" I asked as Dave helped me up.

"Bailey barely got you in time. They took Amber before you," Brandon answered, and I shook my head. The tears filled up my eyes while the anger inside of my started to boil and steam. I just felt like screaming from the top of my lungs. I went up to the wall, and started punching my fist against it. I screamed in anger as the tears came bursting out of me. I took another couple punches against the brick wall.

"Why couldn't it be me?! Why?!" I screamed to myself, and I banged on the wall again. I leaned on the wall while I grabbed my hair tightly enough to pull a little bit out. I slid down the wall as the fabric was getting stuck on the little corners of the bricks, but I couldn't resist the pain.

"Andy, we're going to find her, and when we do, they're going to regret that for the rest of their lives," Brandon sounded determined. I nodded, knowing that he's was right.

*Amber*

"Sit her down," a woman demanded, but it sounded raspy. It sounded like she lost her voice or something. The light was swinging back and forth, so I couldn't see a specific face. I saw the hair form, yet the face was pitch black. I was surrounded by people, but they were mostly men. The woman approached me with such evil image with a sassy strut. I saw her face.

"Alana," I groaned, and she smirked. She had a office outfit, and it looked ridiculous on her.

"I hope you liked this place. I specialized it just for you," she mumbled with an annoyed expression on her face. The rest of the lights turned on, and there was a bunch of weapons on the walls and tables around me.

"You'll never get away with this," I snapped, and the laugh was sarcastic.

"I already did...after they end your misery," she mumbled as she walked into the darkness. The sound of her heels faded. The men surrounded me as the rope was tighten against a pole. I decided to look the bright side of this, which I didn't find in anyways.

"This is going to be fun," a man voice came out the dark. The yellow-orange color of his hair reflected the light, and his face was covered in shadows.

"AJ, please. Don't do this," I begged as he got closer to me, revealing a wrench. He bounced it on his hand. He swung it to my face, and it almost threw me to the ground.

"Anyone else want to take a turn?" he asked, offering the wrench.

"Let's use something else," another man said as a click was followed after his sentence. The light bounced off a knife, and he had it ready to stab me with it.