Have you seen her?

Starved and worried

Michael's POV

I stood with my back against the wall as the Boss, had just hit me and slapped me in the face. I was starving for food, and all they did was make me taste my own blood.

"Where is she located Jackson?" he asked for the 10th time . I shook my head and frowned holding my bruised stomach.

"I'd die before I told you anything," he ounched me to the floor, and turned on his heel. I saw my chance, and grabbed his ankle, tripping him, and running out the door. I looked around, it was deep in the woods, where no one could see you, or even possibly hear you. I had to find the closest road...if I didn't....I couldn't even think of it. I ran, and I didn't stop...but my strength was leaving me quckly. I ran until I fell and panted. My knees were shaking like crazy...I couldn't stand my legs wouldn't listen to my brain to get up and keep going..it was more like screaming to stop and eat! I forced myself up, and limped but they had already to surrounded me.

"Nice try Michael, but you're going to have to try harder than that to get away," Rene said. She hit me hard with the butt of her gun, knocking me out.

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I opened my eyes to find myself tied up to a chair in a dark room...I think it was still the storage shed but I wasn't sure. I nearly escaped...but in my state, I was caught...I hated not being able to eat, I was getting thinner by the day...what day was it? How long have I been here? Without any windows, I can't tell whether it's been a day...or even weeks. I struggled weakly, the ropes werent very tigh, but it'll take some time for me ted to get loose. The door opened, and the Boss came in, holding a plastic bag. I looked at him, then the bag. what's in it? Is it food...could it be? He sat in a chair in front of me, and set the bag down on the floor.

"Well...I don't know about you, but I am starving," he said emphasizing on the word 'Starving'. He reached in the bag pulling out a subway sandwhich. My mouth started to water... I looked at intently as he bit into it.

"Mmmh, so good..." he said with a grin. I licked my dry lips, a nd stared. I wanted it...so bad....I didn't care that it had meat, I was starving. He took another bit, and noticed my stare.

"You want a bite?" He asked, showing me the inside, lettuce, and tomatoes, with mayo, and cheese and ham. I looked on, then to him. I had no voice...so I only nodded. He chuckled, and stood up,putting the part up to my mouth. I went to take a bite, when he pulled it awa.

"The adress first...then you eat," he said moving and swaying the sandwhich in front of my face. I was so hungry, and thirsty...but I couldn't let him kill her...she's my friend, and I would never betray her...what am I going to do?

My POV

We decide to start looki ng all over Never land for Michael, but it would take way to long to do it by ourselves...so we had help. The family all came down, and met in the main house, still a mess from when we first got there.

"Couldn't you have cleaned this up?" Latoya asked.

"No...it's a crime scene, so until James, and the rest of his team get's here, nno one can clean or move anything," I say.

"So everyone check every square of the area, until then...we'll meet up at about 12:00 noon," I say, and we nodded. Prince, Paris, Blanket, and I all checked around the theater and animal zoo.

"I hope we can find him...I'm worried," said Paris.

"I know, I am too...but we'll find him and soon," I say reassuring. We called out for him looking everywehre, but no sign. We'd been searching for hours, when I got a call from James.

"Hello?" I say placing the call on speaker.

"Tianna, we've found him," My heart nearly leapt out of my chest . I smiled, and so did they.

"Where?"

"A few miles down in the woods...deep, we're canvasing the area now until we find a storage shed,"

"Storage shed?" we all said at once.

'Yes that's where they're holding him, probably starving him to get the adress,"

"That bastard," I grunted. Why do people have to be so cruel to each other? I just don't understand it.

"Alright James thanks..." I say as we hung up. It was 12, so we all decided to head back, and tell everyone the news.

"That's great!" said Jacie.

"Yes it is, but it's going to take some time to canvas the whole woods...but they will find him," I say with joy.

"But..what if,,"

"Don't say it Rebbie, let's not think like that," Jeremaine said. She nodded and hugged him. I'm hoping it isn't too late either.

Michael's POV

"Well?" he said. I stared at the sandwhich...I desired it so badly. I had to think of something...fast.

"sh-she lives at 1403 W. Irvington Dr..." I said quietly. My voice was half gone from the lack of water and the screaming I've been doing. He chuckled and stood up, and untied my hands.

"I knew you'd break sooner or later," he re-wrapped the sandwhich, and placed it back in the bag and left, shutting the door. I didn't waste another second. I untied my legs and rushed to bag, taking out it's contents. A large bottle of water, the sandwhich, and chips. All unopped besides the sandwhich. I riped open the sandwhich, and ate it. Savoring every bite. I drank my water, and finally felt relief in my throat. I sighed, feeling full...for a while at least. I sat up, and thought about what I saw before he shut the door. It looked to be late afternoon, and it gave me another to get away...at night. I looked over the door a few times, I just need to find a way to unhook the latch that locked me in. I felt around for something that could help me do that. I felt a metal wire. it seemed thin enough to fit through the slit. I waited until I thought it would be night. I bent the wire into a flat hook, and slipped it through with ease. I slid it upward, unti; I felt it hit the latch, and lifted it slowly. I kept slidding it, until the hook replaced the latch, and I tipped it up until I heard it slifing back and forth on the door.

"Yes... I said quietly. Now that that was taken care of...I had to run. But the pain hurt. My body ached. I managed to get the glass out of my leg, but I was bleeding and I had to use my shirt by tearing it to help stop it. I had no other choice...I had to run...or die trying. I slid open the door, and the cold air hit me like another punch to the face. I shivered, and looked around. No one was in sight, so I ran...fast and hard away from the place, as far as my sore body could go. I heard distant shouting behind me, and I kept going. tree limbs tore my shirt more, and a I tripped over a root or two. It started to quiet but I couldn't slow down, in case. My phone had died, so I couldn't call for help, and with a cloudy sky, I couldn't tell which direction I was going...stranded in the middle of nowhere with barely any food in my stomach. I panted. Holding a tight grip on the water bottle I brought with me. it had a third left in it, so I was going to have to save as much of it as I could. I was tired, and needed sleep, but not with those men chasing me. I found a cave, that wasn't deep, so I stayed there, and hid in the shadows, making sure I couldn't be seen. I hoped to find civilization soon. but at least I was out of that hell hole..but then again, woods aren't any better.