First

Defeated

Jay Park POV

It's been well over 24 hours, But I refuse to go to the police station. They will just take down my description, then toss her file onto the pile of the other missing people.

I have just finished cleaning up the dinner I had made for us last night. She and I had agreed that last night would be our first time. She had decided to trust me, and I her. I wanted to make her feel comfortable, relaxed, loved. But I couldn't protect her.

I'm staring at the clean dishes, What now? ......Lillian. I think.

I run out of the house, determined to yell at that bitch, who does that? Who leaves their  "best friend"  to sit at a bar, all alone with a dead phone. Driving to Lillian's house, I remember what Y/N told be right before she went out.

Flashback

"Y/N, you're seriously going out with her tonight, of all nights?" I say, she was putting in earrings. 

"Yes, I need to talk to her." Y/N face blushes. Was she embarrassed? I smile at the thought of her being nervous for our first time.

"Okay, well, don't be out too long. And call me when you two are heading home." she nods, then pecks me on the lips. As she leaves the house, I think that it would be nice to make her dinner. Figuring she would be home about 7:30, we could have wine and a nice dinner, then move into dessert.

Flashback end

I feel something wet on my cheek. I was crying at the thought that my will to live was gone, scared and alone. 

I pull into Lilian's driveway. Her house was mediocre. Even though she has a fairly good job and could afford something nicer, she chooses to gabble that money. 

I run up and pound my fist against the door. It's early in the morning, but I don't care if I wake her up. 

"who is it?" I hear her yell.

"It's me!" I was impatient for her to open the door, so I barged in, knowing that the door is normally unlocked. It's not that she doesn't lock it, she does, but the men she brings home normally don't lock it behind them. 

"What brings you here this early?" she wraps her robe around her naked body, and looks at me accusingly. As if I interrupted something important.

"Why did you leave Y/N?" She stays quiet. " She never came home last night. You said that you were going to talk to her, to calm her down. You said that you were only going to focus on her. I figured that you two would end up at the bar, knowing you, but I never thought that you would leave her, helpless, to go fuck a stranger. "

"She said that it was fine." She says defensively.

"Bullshit. You new how important last night was to her. I understand that you don't care about throwing yourself at every guy, but Y/N is different. She actually treasure that part of her nature. " I want to punch this remorseless woman. 

"Look, she probably got drunk and went home with someone." She smirks at the look of disgust on my face.

I move forward, she cowers up against a wall. "Don't you fucking get it? She was kidnapped last night. The bar footage shows a man harassing her, then follow her out of the bar. If you would have been there, she would be here."

"I'm sorry, I don't know what to tell you. I didn't see her."

I'm getting nowhere, I have to come up with a plan.

"I hope it was a good fuck. Because she could  be.... She could be gone forever." I was going to say 'dead' but I don't think I could stomach it.