I still can't believe how you look next to me.

Welcome to hell.

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Crown the empire-Johnny's rebellion

*Austin's pov.*

As I pulled in the driveway, I didn't feel right. The lights in the house were shut off.

As I pulled up closer I noticed the door was wide open. I shut the car off.

I called Oliver, but it went straight to Voicemail.

That's not at ALL like him.

I silently crept in the house. It was cold and dark, the little light that lit the doorway was coming from the bluish moon. Oskar was barking and came running down the stairs. I flipped  on the light. He started whimpering as he noticed it was me. I picked him up and pet down his back.

"Where's Daddy?" I whispered to him. He just shuttered in my arms.

"Oliver!" I yelled through the house.

I went up the stairs to our room.

It was a disaster.

Our bed was mess. The lamp was spilled over.

I walked toward my bed and my heart sank to my gut.

I peered to the floor and there were scratch marks on the  wooden floor.

Oh no.

I was panicking. I called his again. No answer.

I turned to leave and there was a note on the TV written in bright red marker. I'm watching you.

I froze and I dialed the police.

"Hello! HELP SOMEONE BROKE INTO MY HOUSE..

MY FIANCÉ IS MISSING."

I couldn't breathe I was getting light headed.

I was so fucking angry and upset..

So I screamed "OLIVER WHERE ARE YOUUU!"

While the police searched the house I called mine and Oliver's family and friends. 

Everyone who I broke the news to were so distraught and worried.

The police found that the kidnapper kicked in the door and the scratch marks were indeed Oliver's.

They found his phone in the woods. They searched the woods for hours.

No Oliver.

His family and our friends stayed with me that night.

My heart was feeling like gravel and shrapnel.

Oliver's mother and father made flyers with his face on it.

I even put a reward if he was found safe, I just wanted him home with me.

It was too late for any of us to walk the neighborhoods to post them.

While all the adults were making calls and flyers the children were sent up stairs with me.

My heart broke even more.

My child is I'm danger as well..

All the children were in my bed fast asleep around me.

Cherry and Lilly (Gerard and frank's new babies), Bandit, Stella, and Copeland. It was nice having them for company and sure was cute as hell seeing them fall back to sleep. I just kept forgetting  the whole ordeal about my fiancé and my own child missing. It felt so unreal.

Lilly and cherry were cuddled into my feet and Copeland was layed across my forehead like a puppy. Stella layed on my chest and Oskar was basically burried in my armpit.

I didn't sleep.

It was entirely infringing.

*Alan's pov*

Oliver passed out in the back seat. I had Phil carry him down to the basement.

I tied his small wrists to the arms of the chair and his ankles to the legs.

He awoke in a panic.

I was sitting on a work table with a glass of merlot I took from their house.

I swirled it around my glass.

"Goodmorning, princess."

He was crying but faked a smile. It sickened me.

"P-please Alan. Let-let me go. I won't tell anybody. I- I can give you anything. Just please." He trembled.

I tilted my head back with a laugh  "Listen, I don't think you can give me EVERYTHING I want." I sipped the sweet wine.

"Yes, I will! " he tugged his wrists up.

"Give me Austin... And your baby." His face twisted in horror and I felt  the dark smirk carved in my face grow deeper. He spit in my face.

Anger heated me and I splashed the contents in my glass cup in his face.

Phil came down stairs a bag of food in his hand.

"Listen Alan, don't do shit like that to him." He pointed to Oliver's soiled night gown.

He stripped off his leather jacket and carried the fast food to Oliver.

"Sorry, buddy." He wiped the wine off his face.

Oliver nodded.

Phil fed him taco bell.

I was slowly growing to a boiling point.

Oliver thanked him.

Phil tugged me up the stairs and I left Oliver in the dark.  

“You need to stop treating him like that!" He whispered.

“I'll treat him however I fucking want to and you will not question me." I seethed.

He sighed and slammed his fist down on the counter. I don't know why he was taking Oliver's side but it was really starting to piss me off.

“He doesn't deserve this! Let's just take him home with Austin..." I slapped him across the face.

He grabbed my wrist very tightly, almost breaking it. His breathing was heavy and his face held rage.

“L-let go." I muttered.