Him

Chapter Twenty-Five

Hannah's P.O.V.

We got to Julian's house... He locked me up in his room.

His parents had moved and left him with the house, so unless the police come, I'm screwed.

"Julian, please, I'm sorry for everything that I did. Please don't hurt me." I begged, I had tears in my eyes and I felt like throwing up. Being in his house brings back to many memories...

"Shut up, will ya? God, you're so annoying."

He was tying me up to his bed, he had stripped me naked. He told me that if I was bad he would 'punish me'. I'm scared out of my mind! I want Ross...

"There, now be good and I won't hurt you. If you scream or say anything bad to me, I will hurt you."

All I could do was nod. I felt everything in my body shatter; I feel completely broken. I also think my depression has come back.

I was born with mild depression, so I've been depressed my whole life basically. It's not like I'm sad enough to kill myself, I just feel sad and start shutting people out of my life.

My depression had gone away a few years back, I thought it would be gone forever. I was wrong though, because here I am, feeling sad again.

Once Julian left, I cried. I kept my sobs quiet as so not to get Julian mad.

Why did I do this??

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Ross' P.O.V.

Hannah's missing.

It's all over the news. A man called the police station last night saying he thought he saw a man taking her, but it was too dark to be sure.

Just one day ago, I had Hannah in my arms... We had just got together. Why did she leave??

I was sitting in my room, I only went out to eat and to go film A&A. I even locked Ryland out. They know I'm upset, so they're giving me space.

I just want Hannah back!

I started crying into my pillow, I'm such a wimp. I can't even stay strong at a time like this. I can't say everything will be fine because I always think negatively.

"Hey, bro?" Rydel knocked on my door. She's been trying to talk to me, I just don't feel like talking though.

"Go away."

She opened the door and walked in. I forgot to lock my door, damn.

She sat down on the bed next to me, "Ross, I know she's missing. We're all upset, but you can't just assume she's gone for good. We can find her."

"How many people do you know of that have gone missing and were found? Hardly anyone gets found anymore and if they are found, they're most likely dead."

"Ross! Stop talking like that!!"

"Sorry..."

"I'm here if you need anything, Ross. You're my baby brother, I don't want you to hurt yourself. I know you're putting the blame on yourself, please don't. It isn't your fault she went missing." She started rubbing my back as I cried some more.

"Okay..."

"I'll give you some time alone. I love you, bro."

"I love you too, Delly."

She left my room, silently.

Just like Hannah left me...

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Hannah's P.O.V.

Five days had passed.

Nobody has come for me.

He cut me. Again and again.

My stomach is cut up along with more on my thighs.

He hasn't feed me a crumb since he took me. I'm extremely hungry, I can already see how much weight I've lost.

He hasn't raped me... yet.

He said he will tomorrow, he was working his way up. First, not feeding me. Second, cutting me. Third, raping me.

He hasn't gotten to the third stage yet, and I don't want to find out what the fourth stage is... I have a feeling I'm going to die. I'm going to die at 18 years old...

I wish I never left L.A. I want to go home and be with Ross. I feel so bad for leaving him, every night I get sick to my stomach, knowing how he must feel right now. I left, and he doesn't know where I am.

Ross, please help me!!

I don't want to die out here!!

I don't want to die, if it does come down to that point, I want to see Ross one last time.

I want to tell him that I love him and I always will.

If I die, I want the last thing I see to be Ross.

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Ross' P.O.V.

She's been gone for five days...

I need her, I can't live without her! If we don't find her, I don't know what I'll do.

Where could she have gone?

Who would have taken her?

It would be almost impossible for it to be Julian, because he's in jail. In Canada.

It wouldn't hurt to check, though, would it??

I'm going to find Hannah.

I will find her, I will not let her leave me.

Hannah, I will find you.

A/N

Sorry if it's short. I have slight writers block.

I hope you like the chapter.

Will Ross save Hannah?

Or

Will they never see each other again?

Thanks for reading!!!

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