Gone (Luke)

Chapter 4:

Chapter 4:

**Emily's POV**

I'm stuck in this unfamiliar place. I hear insane laughter and the sound of something sharp slicing another object. The walls feel like they're closing in on me. I hate tight spaces and worst of all, it's dark. I don't know where I'm at but all I do know is that I can't get out.

**Ashton's POV**

I run back to the gym where the guys are at still. I run in with tears streaming down my face. I fall to my knees and they all join me in this area of the gym.

"Ash, what's wrong?" Calum asks me.

"My sister was just kidnapped. I don't know who it was driving but she was screaming and I tried to running over there to help her but they were gone before I could reach her. I didn't know it was her at first but it was her. Emily is gone. I could've saved her and I failed," I say with tears streaming down my face more than ever now. The rest of the guys begin tearing up a bit, especially Michael.

"Dude, we just have to call the police. Do you know exactly what the car looked like?" Calum asks me. I nod quickly. I begin to recall the dark brown colored car and the strong smell of gasoline coming from it as it drove off. It was definitely an old car.

"Okay one of you guys call the police right now and we'll head back to Ashton's house in a minute. Ashton, call your mom," Calum says calmly. I shakily pull out my phone to call my mom and I'm scared to tell her the news. We all walk out to my car and sit inside.

"Hello?" My mom's voice sounds over the phone.

"H-hi mom. I uh have something to tell you," I say without showing how upset I am. But I know my mom, she's going to know something is wrong.

"Sweetheart, why are you crying? What's wrong?" she asks me, concern present in her voice.

"Emily is missing. I watched it happen. I tried to stop them but they drove off too quickly. She's gone," I tell my mom the news and I begin crying even harder knowing her reaction is going to be something I've never heard or seen before, and I have seen my mom cry. She's silent for a minute, a long minute, and then she speaks but barely loud enough for me to hear her.

"I'll call the police. Please tell me what the car looked like," my mom says and I can hear her voice start to crack until I only hear sobs coming from the receiver.

"The car was brown. It was a dark brown little car. I think a four door. I can only remember two letters on the license plate. I think it was TZ oh and I think I saw a 3 in there as well. Mom, this is all my fault," I start crying even harder again. I can't believe I just let my sister go like that.

"I'm writing all of this down and I'll let the police know. Please come home now," she says and I reply with a sad "alright" and then we both hang up. I lean forward onto my steering wheel still crying. I sit up and turn around to see the rest of the boys in tears and holding each other through this.

"We'll find her, Ash. She's going to live," Michael says between sobs. I nod and then I finally start the car. The rumble of the engine startles us for a second and then we finally drive out of this awful parking lot.

We arrive back at my house and we are all still crying very hard. I can barely breathe knowing that my sister is gone and I have no way of finding her except by luck if the police can figure this out in time. I stick my house key into the lock on our front door and the first people I see are Lauren and Harry. They're both crying uncontrollably. I walk over to them and pull them into a tight hug.

"We'll find her. Don't worry," I reassure my younger siblings. I honestly don't know if we'll find her but I sure hope we can. I won't lose my sister forever. We've stuck together through thick and thin growing up. I don't know what I'd do without her.

"I called the police. They'll be here in about five minutes," my mom says to me. She wraps her arms around us and we all sob more and more knowing the chances of finding Emily are very slim.

A knock sounds at the door and immediately my mom opens it. Two policemen stand there with notepads in their hands and concerned looks on their faces.

"Hello, are you Anne?" one of the policemen asks my mom. She nods quickly.

"Tell us exactly what Emily looks like and other things we should know about her. That way we can get news about her kidnapping so if anyone finds her they can let us know," the other police officer says.

"This is her. She's seventeen and a senior in high school. She's about five feet and six inches tall," my mom grabs her senior picture off of the front table and shows it to them. I start crying again seeing that photo of her smiling and looking so happy and then my mind flashes to her almost tied up in that brown car, kicking and screaming for her life.

"We'll take this if you don't mind. We'll get this out so hopefully someone can spot her somewhere. But we won't make any promises that we're going to find her alive, got that?" the first police officer says. We all nod slowly and I can't help but cry even harder. We might never see Emily again and I can't live with the fact that I probably won't have my twin sister anymore.

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**Luke's POV**

Once I get home I immediately run up the stairs to my bedroom. I slam the door as hard as I could. I drop down onto my bed with tears streaming down my cheeks. Emily is gone now. I didn't even get to tell her how I feel before any of this happened. I hate my self for not telling her sooner. I grab my pillow and throw it across the room. I bring my knees up to my chest and bury my head into my arms. She is actually gone and most people who get kidnapped are never found alive. They're usually found somewhere dead in a ditch or at the bottom of a lake. Emily is going to be dead somewhere across town and there's nothing I can do to save her life. All I can do is pray that she'll live.

I hear a knock on my door and then it opens slowly. My brother, Jack, walks in and I turn my back towards him.

"Go away," I tell him sternly.

"Dude what's wrong? You fucking slammed your door and I heard you throwing things around and now you're crying. What the hell happened bro?" Jack says and closes my door behind him. He sits down next to me and I turn to look at him finally.

"Remember the girl I like? Emily?" I tell him. My brother nods.

"Well, she's missing. She was kidnapped after our show today at our school's rally. She's fucking gone and she's probably going to end up dead somewhere. I didn't even get to tell her that I love her. I fucking hate myself right now. I should've said something to her when I had the chance," I say and then more and more tears start slipping through my eyelids and land onto my bed sheets.

"Oh my God. Th-that's the scariest and worst thing I've ever heard," my brother says. He pulls me into a hug but that doesn't seem to help at all. Nothing will help me right now. I feel so broken now that she's gone. I feel lost and helpless without her.

"I miss her already. I've liked her for so long but I'm such a pussy that I couldn't even tell her how I felt. I was scared to tell her because I was sure she didn't like me back. Now I have no way of telling her because now she's gone. Forever," I say in between my loud sobs.

"We just have to pray that she'll turn up alive somewhere. We also need to think about the Irwin family because I know they're probably having a rough time with this like you are right now. We have to be positive, Luke," he says reassuringly. No matter how positive I'll try to be, nothing will replace the hole in my heart right now.

Once my brother leaves the room I pull out an old notebook of mine and start jotting down a few words hoping to get this pain out of me. I begin thinking of everything I couldn't tell Emily before she was taken. I never got to tell her how much I loved her and how beautiful she is. I didn't even get to show her the song I wrote for her during summer. It was supposed to be my way of telling her I had feelings for her but I never had the guts to go forward with it. The first words that I can put onto the paper are "all the letters that I saved, this is everything I didn't say." I wish I could've told her everything when I originally had the chance. Now that opportunity is gone forever.