I Will Find You

Powerless

TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ (talk of assault)
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Robbie's POV
By 6.00 that night, Beck, Andre, Cat, Tori, and Jade were all at my house.

"So she went to the recording studio and now she's not there. Do you think maybe Jim has her?" Jade asks. "Yeah I don't trust that guy as far as I can throw him." Beck added.

"That thought crossed my mind. I knew it. Every time she's with him, I get such a bad feeling. He's so sketchy and I can't believe I never did anything about it. Now she's missing." I said. "Hey don't do that to yourself Rob. This is not your fault." Andre said. I still feel like it is though. I should have protected her.

"All right well, let's start with the cops, okay?" Tori said. "I agree" Beck nodded at her. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and dialed 911. My eyes welled up with tears and I quickly wiped them away.

911, what's your emergency?

My fiancé. She's missing!

Okay sir, slow down. Tell me both of your names.

My name is Robbie Shapiro and her name is (y/n) (l/n).

Okay Mr Shapiro, I'm sending some dispatch to you. Please tell me your address.

647 Sunset Boulevard.

Okay, they'll be to you in 5 minutes.

Okay thank you.

"They're sending people over. God, they need to find her."

(Y/n) POV
I wake up on the cold, hard ground. I had just been beaten and raped and I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I try to sit up a little but my body aches. I look around and all I could see was a small bit of light shining through the tiny basement window. It was a small room, with shelves all around it's perimeter and boxes in the middle. I was tied to a pipe running down from the ceiling to the floor. The tight rope was hurting my wrists. I was freezing. I felt numb. I just prayed that Robbie would find me. Except that I don't even know where I am...so how can he?

Robbie's POV
Once the cops got here, we explained everything. We told them about Jim and they said they would do everything they can. But for now, we had to let them do their job and we just had to be patient. I don't want to be patient. My fiancé is missing!

"We're gonna do research on this guy and the first step will be to check his house, to find Jim and talk to him. We'll talk to people Jim works with and some other people who had seen (y/n) before her disappearance. Hang tight, okay? We're gonna do everything we can." The cop then reached out to shake my hand and I obliged. When the cops left, I felt completely powerless. My girl is out there somewhere and I can't protect her. I hate that I have to stay here in this house without (y/n) and just wait. I sat down on the couch and just stared.