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Good morning/ afternoon/ evening loves. Hope you are all having/ had a great day. Sending my love and hugs anyway 'cos I am internally grateful for you guys and your support anyway. Last chapter did make me cry as I wrote it and asked you guys if You wanted me to write a prologue to this Jamie Dornan series, and I had one great idea that I am currently planning. Let's all go and show that person some love for it!!! Thank you!! Any who, the last chapter really got to me and I was nervous to publish it, but by your reaction I assume you guys enjoyed it. This chapter's song is "Pieces" by Ella Henderson and has been on repeat for the last few days. Lots of love and hope you enjoy!!:)❤

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*Olivia's P.O.V.*

"Are you absolutely sure, please help me...anyone?" I walk back into the cafe that I left Jamie in, in hope that people who were here last night saw where the car went or if they walked out or drove past the car and saw her. They all just look at me with blank expressions, but like they want to help, and they can't as they are completely oblivious to what is going on. "Thanks for nothing." I put the picture of her away in my pocket and walk out into the eight o'clock rain of Vancouver once more.

Yes, I know. I'm crazy that I left Jamie just like that, but it obviously wasn't going to work... right? He only had two days left to make up his mind and it was obvious in that he wasn't going to choice me, his ex best friend, over Amelia, his beautiful and supportive wife. I loved him so much that I had to walk out, that's what you do when you love someone. If you love someone you let them go, but if they come back to you they are yours to keep. At the moment I'm not sure if I want nor deserve Jamie to come back. But why on Earth did I go along with Matt, we all know I'm just going to hurt him again. For goodness sake, Liv. Why must you always put yourself in these positions? You're such a mess...

I wander aimlessly towards the alley that is next to the small cafe where all of this mess unfolded. This is all my fault! I shouldn't have left just out of thin air with Matt... my fiance Matt. Get it together, Olivia. You can't break down about your love life right now, you have a twelve year old daughter that is yours and is missing with your ex lover and jerk, Jack. Just breathe and relax. I kick the concrete and let out a slight cry in pain from attacking the obviously brutal wall that stands afore me. My nose breathes in as my mouth exhales and goes to my pocket to grab my mobile.

"Matt, where are you? I'm by the café,  and I looked all down the street, and there is no luck. How about up at your end? Have you, Jamie or Alessia found anything?" I ask, my foot still throbbing from the pain of my kick. Please say you've heard something. April's been through enough because of me, she doesn't deserve to go through more.

"Are you okay, Liv? I don't know what happened between Jamie and yourself, but we'll discuss it after we've continued looking. We've found nothing up here. And why did you mention Jamie in the list of people here with me? He's not here.. is everything alright with the pair of you?" Matt asks before gulping, and my phone gets knocked out of my hand.

"What the fu-" I move back before getting pushed face forward against the wall. My ears then hear my phone being smashed by a stomping foot. "Do you freaking mind?!" I scream as I fume up inside.. great a mugging in unknown streets of British Columbia. What another great failure of yours!

"It's okay. Don't worry, I'll let you go if you give me what I want... baby." Jack breathes heavily against my neck. his stubble grazing against my let shoulder. "Are you prepared to oblige?" He pushes against my back harder. Of course...

"Not until you let April go.." I murmur against the wall, my body tensing from his cold breath against my bare neck, and bright blue hair. "I-I'll call the police.." I say and then realize he has got me pinned to a wall, and my phone has disappeared from his continuous stomping. "I-I'll scream louder than anything ever made to scream." I go to open my mouth; he briskly turns me around, picks me up and chucks me over the shoulder. Could this day get any worse?... Just stay calm and oblige, everything will be okay...

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, baby. Wouldn't want to drag attention to yourself, and make it known that I have your daughter that you have legal responsibility over." Fuck...he has such a cruel, yet fair point. He holds firmly onto my lower back and drags me over to his red sports car. "Get in, and I'll let her out." He holds onto my arm after throwing me down on the floor, kicking my bag away from me. Don't do it, it's a trap... wait! This is April at stake! She's your daughter, Smith. You have to!

"How do I know you mean that-" He opens his sports car door to show April sitting and crying in the back seat, her eyes falling to bigger pieces as she sees me. I don't know if she is scared, or disappointed, in me or both. "Let her out now, and you can have me." April then looks at me and shakes her head, I then wink at her as I have a last minute plan. Don't fuck up your chances here, Smith.

"Get out, Lloyd!" He shouts at my innocent little girl, her shaky legs then coming out of the car. She then climbs out and huddles down beside me quickly. "Let go of her, now!" He pulls her away at once and throws her to the ground. No!

"April, no!" I reach to pick her up, but struggle as his body is holding me down. "April run, and go home. Go home and call your dad. Tell him everything that Jack has done to you, and tell him where we are going. Go April!!" I scream before he kicks me hard in the ribs, causing me to hurl up blood. "Our baby used to be in that stomach, you monster." Jack then pulls me up, and chucks me into the passenger seat next to his. His body then slides in and locks the door. Please, I don't want to die like this... Please, no.

"You're going nowhere Smith, not until I get what I want." He pulls out an pistol from the glove compartment. "I don't want to have to lie to the police about your dead corpse now, do I? The best thing is,  it's raining so nobody can see what's going on in here." Jack holds the black and silver pistol, making me more nervous then I have ever been in my entire life.

"What is it that you want from me?" He tugs at my hand, removing my recent engagement ring off of my finger and placing it in his palm. His eyes giving me an evil, and touchy look. Please somebody help...

His lips then move to my ear as he breathes against my neck, sending a terrifying shiver down my spine, "I want every inch of you and that delightful little body of yours."

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