Chapter 1

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"YOU WILL NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS!"

I shrieked, as soon as he ripped the duct tape off my mouth. It burned like hell, but I had to pretend to be tough in front of this guy.

I honestly don't even know how I got here. One minute I'm in the hallway at school, everything goes black and now I'm in a dark room, tied to a wooden chair.

How could this even happen? Robert, my security guard is always at school with me. No one notices him, hell most of the time I don't notice him. But he's always there keeping an eye on me from a distance. How did he let this happen?

He smirked and his dark brown eyes narrowed. "Now why is that?"

If he didn't kidnap me, tie me to a chair in a dark room, without any idea of where i was, I might've thought he was cute.

"Because," I started in a matter-of-fact tone, "Once daddy finds out I'm missing he'll freak and the whole country will be looking for me." I sounded like a pretentious, rich girl but I needed to sound confident if I was going to scare this bozo into letting me go.

He chuckled, "Well that's the point, Princess."

Confusion swirls inside of me and based on his smirk, that I was already getting used to, the feelings were clearly evident on my face.

"I'm afraid I don't understand." I could hear the shakiness in my voice.

"We'll I'm sure Mr President would pay lots of money to get his precious angel back in the White House."

Most people would be intimidated. Terrified of someone pulling a ransom on their father. But not me. I knew first hand how much security my father was provided. Being the president and all, he practically has an army protecting him and myself.

So I just laughed. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt. I looked up at him and he did not look surprised at all. In fact he looked amused.

"Do you honestly think you can ransom my father? Please." I rolled my eyes, "he has more security than you can imagine, mostly for me. In fact I have a tracker..."

That's when I felt it.

The excruciating pain in my left arm. I looked to find it wrapped in bandages, with blood soaking through it.

"Oh my..."

I felt sick. I wanted to puke at the thought. They had cut open my arm and taken out my tracker. The red liquid coming through made my vision go blurry. I could feel my consciousness slowly drifting away, until his voice brought me back.

"You know, we're a lot smarter than you think we are, princess." his signature smirk plastered in his face, "We have planning this for a looong time. We know exactly what were doing."

I felt nauseous. They knew what they were doing. They took out my tracker. The confidence I once had was slowly slipping away and being replaced by complete terror.

"What's your name?" I barely managed a whisper. I don't know why I bothered. based on his reaction I wouldn't get answers to anything around here.

He laughed mockingly. "What makes you think I would-"

"LIAM! THE GIRL IS ALREADY ON THE- oh."

A boy with long curls barged into room, his bright green eyes wide with urgency. Once he noticed me, he quickly silenced. He looked over at the guy with the dark hair, who I know knew was Liam, and waited for him to speak.

"Great. Now the girl knows my name. You happy?"

"Sorry, mate I didn't know she was here." His accent was thick as he spoke.

"Of course you didn't," Liam muttered,

"Well I'm bored of her so you can take her. You can do..." he looked at me and smirked "Whatever you want with her."

***Authors Note***

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