Learning To Love The Fighter

Chapter 7

~Picture of Jeremy~

**Nathaniel's POV**

All hell broke loose when Skylar called Paisley again and told us what Rodriguez had done to her.

That was sixteen days ago.

She hasn't spoken to us since then and I'm doing everything I can to find out where she is and if she and my son are even alive or not.

A nerd from school named Mason who can hack into accounts and stuff like that was brought in and he has been working non stop on using Find My iPhone off of Jeremy's phone.

As soon as I found out that Bryson was Rodriguez's brother I pounced but Jeremy pulled me off almost immediately.

We questioned him on where he lived and stuff like that, but he said he didn't know anything.

Stupid dip shit.

So now, here we are, asking Sabrina, his mom questions about Rodriguez.

She of course is bawling her eyes about and I'm about ready to snap her neck if she doesn't shut the hell up.

You may think I'm overreacting, but I'm not. I haven't slept in three days, haven't eaten in six and haven't bathed in two. Disgusting, I know.

"Okay, okay, please calm down Sabrina.." Kayla asked, patting the old ladies back.

"Oky, I'm sorry, I just never thought Caleb would do something like this.." she cried out.

"We understand... Is there anywhere that Rodrig- Caleb used to go to when he was younger? Before he got involved?" Paisley asked.

Sabrina sniffed and said "I don't know!"

"Please try!" Jeremy said.

Her sobs died down- thank god- and she all of the sudden froze.

"There.. There is a club house that Caleb and his father built when he was younger. I know he has been adding into it for years. He is probably there? In sorry, that's all I know!"

Paisley smiled weakly "Thank you. Where is it?"

She looked up "Its behind the Tabernackle lake in the woods about two miles behind the lodge mansion."

**Skylar's POV**

Numb.

Numb.

Numb.

That's all I feel.

Numb.

I guess I don't feel anything then because numbness is when you can't feel anything.

But seriously, all I feel is numb.

I lost track of the days I was in here because there is no window in the room I've been locked up in, so I don't know how many days I've been here, though it feels like months.

My skin isn't the same shade of tan it was before, it is now light pale and my wrists are bright red from the leather straps I always have on.

Every day Caleb 'does stuff' with me but he hasn't raped me yet. Thank God for that.

Because I am always tied up, my hair is all greasy and nasty and I haven't called every one back yet. I can't imagine how worried they are.

Last time I called, Nathaniel was there and he promised me he would save me.

I don't know why.

When my clothes get nasty or Rodriguez just wants to see more of me, he changed me into a different thing and push up bra along with some whore thing.