From Buitron to Styles

Chapter 31.. Shes missing

(Jacqueline's P.O.V.)

I didn't care that it was pouring rain, I wanted to escape, I needed to escape. I ran out of the house and kept running, far away as I could. I hadn't even realized I had gotten so far. I stopped running, when I ran out of breath and tears. I was in some field behind a main road. I sat on a stone and let the water soak me, I looked down and saw my shirt was completely see through, revealing my bra and my scar. I traced my finger along my scar, sending me shivers. I peered along to the road, and watched the cars zoom by from a distance. The rain pouring down and swooshing of the wind was relaxing besides the fact that it was raining too hard. My hair had fallen out of its bun and is now wet and knotted, hanging down like dreads. I looked down at my bare feet, I had lost my shoes somewhere along the run. My main concern now was how was I going to get home? I had no idea where I was. I took out my phone and tried calling Harry, but I had no service, I'm stranded. I heard a car roaring by very close, what would a car be doing back here? I quickly turned my head and found a 4x4 stopped in front of me. A man in his mid forties stepped out and stared at me, looking my body over, I felt violated. Something about his presences made me feel uncomfortable, something wasn't right.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" The man said, walking towards me. He had on big boots- hunting boots to be exact. They were covered in mud, he had some scruff upon his face, and greasy brown hair. He was wearing a gray long sleeved short and blue jeans. I rose to my feet and began walking away.

"Why are you walking away? Are you scared of me?" The man asked me, following after me. My goal was to get to the main road and wave someone down, but the man had trapped me in walking the wrong direction.

"Erm no, I just come here to escape I think it's peaceful out here." I lied.

"So then how come you're running from me?" He asked with a strong southern accent. He was clearly not originally from London.

"I'm not sir. I'm just going home now." I stammered, walking faster than I was before. I planned on stopping and juking him out, running the other direction.

"There ain't nothing that way young lady." He replied, a smirk across his face. I stopped in my tracks and faced him.

"What do you want?" I snapped, distracting him. He pondered, scratching the gruff on his chin.

"Well, I think we both know that, now don't play stupid, or any games." He chuckled, reaching out for me. I darted out past him, my bare feet really wasn't giving me an advantage in the soaked ground compared to his big boots, he may be older but he definitely had the advantage. I needed Harry, I needed Kenzie, I needed Liam. Why had I run away so stupidly. I over reacted and so had Harry. He's probably upset looking for me, they all are and they probably have no clue what's happening now. The dark was just creeping over the sky, making it hard to see ahead of me. I seen a silver truck appearing, his. I knew I was almost away from him, and right when I thought I was, things took a turn for the worst. A pair of hands reached out and shoved me hard, I fell to the muddy grass and huffed, scrambling to get up and get free. Please god. Please help me. What have I done to deserve this.

"Someone help!" I screamed through the empty fields, I climbed to my feet, running past his truck.

"Not a smart decision young lady." The man said and he pounced on me. Throwing me to the ground, landing with all his weight on me, I gasped out for air, I think he collapsed my lungs. I breathed heavily struggling for air.

"Stop! Stop! Why are you doing this! Who are you?" I screamed. He whipped out multiple ropes and tied my arms behind my back and my feet together making it impossible to move. I glanced up and saw a young girl in a car driving close by. I screamed for help and got her attention. She looked over and the look on her face was astonished, she didn't try helping me, but sped faster.

"Don't do that again!" The man screamed, angrily. He slapped me across the face. His rough dirty hand. He took out a roll of black duct tape and cut small strips with scissors, over lapping many pieces across my mouth, making it impossible for me to say anything. I let the tears escape my eyes. He placed his dirty grimy hands on my boobs and began feeling them up. I lifted my legs many times, trying to kick him. He stood up and kicked my legs, leaving me wincing in pain. I think he just broke a bone in my leg and my face was burning red, blood trickling out of my cheek. He lifted me up and threw me into the back of his truck.

(Kenzie's P.O.V.)

I woke up and checked the time on my phone, 9:36 in the morning. I slept the whole night through. I don't know if Jacqueline had come home, but I think I would have known,because she would have came as checked on me. I turned to a sleeping Liam, and kissed his cheek. I jumped out of bed and ran into Harry's room, with only empty hopes. The only person laying there was Harry. Where could she be? Something isn't right. She would have came home. I ran back into the guest room and shook Liam.

"Liam get up! She's not home!" I screamed, my voice cracking. He jumped out of bed and put on basket ball shorts and a hoodie.

"We're going to the police station. Lets go." He said. He took my hand and led me downstairs. We took Harry's keys and drove down to the police station.

"We'd like to file a missing person report." I said, running into the building as fast as I could.

"How long has it been?" The cranky officer asked.

"Nearly 24 hours." I replied.

"Explain." She said.

"A 15 year old, she left yesterday evening in a gray sweatshirt and pants with ripped thighs. She has brown hair and blue eyes, Caucasian, female." I frantically stated. Her face dropped and she looked up at me.

"A young woman came in here yesterday at night claiming she saw a young lady matching this description being tied up in a field and forced on by a older male." She said.

My heart sank. My best friend. My best friend has been raped and possibly murdered. Who knows where she is now. I fell against the wall letting my back slide down. I brought my knees to my chest and placed my head in between them. I began crying profusely. I just can't take this. I heard Liam taking to the lady but I didn't know what they were saying. Everything was drowned out by my thoughts.

"It's all my fault!" I screamed, louder than I have ever screamed. I slammed my fist into the wall. And laid on the ground, burying my face into the floor. Liam lifted me from the ground and placed me in the car, trying to cool me down. I cried even harder.

"It's not your fault babe." He said, rubbing my arms up and down.

"Yes! Yes it is! If I didn't stop you from chasing her! You would have went after her and talked to her! Some scum bag wouldn't have her right now!" I screamed through my tears.

"You didn't know that would happen Kenzie. Stop." He replied, bringing me against his chest and stroking my hair.

"They're making flyers for us and hanging them up, they're putting her in the papers. We'll get her back." Liam reassured me, I don't know how he could stay so calm in such a situation.

"Harry's going to take this so hard.' I said, wiping my cheeks. Liam nodded and headed back for Harry's house. I ran out of the car and went straight to her room, I threw all of her clothes out of the dresser and laid on them, I took her blanket and covered up with it. I kicked and screamed, holding my hands to my head.

"WHY! WHY! why? why!" My scream faded into a whisper as I shook for breath. Harry, Liam, Niall, Louis and Zayn came running up the stairs. They took one look at me and came running at me.

"Babe stop!" Niall screamed, ripping the blanket from me. I curled into a ball and clutched onto her clothes, it's all I have. I let out another screamed and threw my fists in the air randomly, hitting things many times, my knuckles were bleeding, and I couldn't breathe. I was gasping for air every second in between my sobs. Louis took everything I had away from me and placed it on the bed. I still screamed and I began no breathing at all, I gasped but couldn't seem to take anything in. I let my self lay limp and stop screaming.

"Stop her!" Liam screamed lifting me up and placing me on the bed. Liam and Zayn crawled up beside me and stroked my hair and arms looking for any reaction out of me. I had stopped screaming enough to get my body to calm down. The gasps for air came back and I curled my head into Liam's chest.