Last chapter was intense right. Well the next are gonna be more intense.
*1 month later*
Harper
I hate it here. I've been here for about a month now but it feels like years. I am trapped in a basement I think, it's cold and damp. I've even debated talking to the mice, I'm that lonely. Before james I wouldnt have been bothered as I wasnt very social, I didnt talk much but with him I learnt to talk. Was he even looking for me.James
Where the fuck was she. I had been looking for a month now and I wasnt going to stop until i had her in my arms.
"Boss we have some terrible news" Logan said walking into my office which was filled with papers about where she could be. "Speak" I say trying not to think the worst. "You have a visitor" he said and quickly left. I was in no mood for this visitor. My head collapsed into my hands as I thought about that day, the day she went missing."What do you mean shes not in the apartment" I shout down the phone. Max had called and told me that she wasnt in the apartment. I had just had her parents locked up and my first thought was that they had known. "Shes not here, I got here the place was trashed like I said, shes been taken" max said, worry laced his voice. "Fuck, whoever took her will pay"
From that moment on, I had my men out 24/7 looking for her. It was like she disappeared of the earth. Where the fuck was she. This was my fault, if I hadn't of hesitated I could have killed the parents, she would never have been at the apartment. She would have been with me. I broke down, for the first time in a long time I cried, I couldn't lose her. I had to find her.Max
It had been a month. I was a shit brother, I couldnt protect her as a kid and I couldnt protect her as a adult. I had been searching everyday. I travelled to all my parents locations knowing it was the best lead, that they had figured out our plan and sent some of their men to captor her. I was their son, their people werent aware I had gone against them so I had no trouble looking around. I had just arrived at james house, I had news, bad news which I dreaded giving him. Before getting out of the car, I sat and let my thoughts go back to that day."Harper" I shout again, I was frantically looking everywhere but she was nowhere. Fuck. No. I let this happen. I told her she was safe. I looked around for any clue as to what happened and saw that the oven was still on. Weird. I open and see food still cooking, I quickly take it out when realization hit me, the food was just finished cooking, it wasnt burnt meaning she was taken not long ago. If traffic hadnt been as bad I could have stopped it, if I hadnt hesitated leaving, I could have stopped it. I was angry with myself.
"I could have fucking stopped it" i shout and my thist finds it way to the wall. Fuck.Harper
Fuck. I heard footsteps approach the basement door and saw the shadow of a person through the dinly lit light at the top of the stairs when the door opened. The person who had kidnapped me stood at the top of the stairs. It was strange, they came down once every few days and fed me. They never hit me, well sort of. I resisted when getting kidnapped and punch the person causing a nose bleed. That earned me several kicks to the ribs which I'm pretty sure are still broken. I heard them argue about me at night, the guy wanted to keep me around and the girl wanted me dead. I'm pretty sure it was thanks to the guy I remained unharmed. There was a few others in this place but I never heard them so I always presumed it was these two in charge.
"How you feeling" the man asked as he stepped closer. I wasnt stupid, I knew if I showed fear he would enjoy it and cause more but I also knew if I showed no fear he would get angry. "I'm ok sir" I reply, my voice was nothing above a whisper. "That's good, I'm sorry this is happening, I truly am. I just follow orders, kill or be killed you know" he seemed genuine and something about him made me believe him. Stupid I know. If he was following orders maybe I could convince him to help me. "What's going to happen to me" I ask knowing I might get a answer this time. He never really spoke much and as for the others they only insulted me.
"Well the plan is finally taking its next step. Believe it or not I'm not I'm charge so I cant tell you as I don't know" he said.
"Who is in charge" I ask but he walks off
"i cant tell you"So ik theres lots of switching between characters POV and the time skip might annoy you but it's there for reason. I wonder who is in charge and what the terrible news James is getting/who is it from?
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His Girl
RomanceNeglected,beaten,tortured. All words that describe 18 year old Harper. Her parents sold her at the age of 4 to the slave traders. Now 14 years later she is almost beyond repair. Her hopes of escaping have long been forgotten. She is but a human robo...