To heal a broken heart

Chapter 44

~Jayden's POV~

I grunt in fury. My veins probably pop out of my neck already, but I just can't stop. Hitting the punching bag like a madman, I try to forget about my fear for Holly for just a tiny, little second.

Ever since she disappeared I went all berserk. Luke and the others gave up on me somewhere along the line. They just let me have my painful peace, stopping their worried approaches and attempts of calming me down.

The first thing I did was punching a wall. A stone wall. Yet I felt nothing. Nothing but pain and sorrow. My beautiful, innocent angel in the grip of such a sick bastard like Aiden... It drives me insane. My heart clenches once again and a final blow to my punching bag sends it flying out of its ceiling fixture.

I let out an angry scream. Fucking Aiden, fucking world, fucking me! How could I be so stupid? He literally stole her away from me under my own watch! Nobody except me is there to blame! I should've known. I've always known how he works and what stuff he uses to get what he wants.

But I didn't know Chelsea is his cousin. We found out when we tried to recreate Holly's and Adam's kidnapping. Doing backup searches was kinda difficult without Adam's skilled IT magic, but we managed and in the end Amber came running to me with the results. She's the best stalker out of all of us so I put her in charge of the laptops till Adam's back.

In the beginning I was relieved when she told me, because now I knew what happened and hoped we could easily find her, get her back, anything. But I was wrong. We found nothing. No registered houses, nothing from anyone knowing Aiden, no results from any search parties I personally lead.

Only dead ends.

Kicking the punching bag on the floor a last time, I huff in anger and turn my back to it, stomping out of the hall to go and check up on the others, hoping they found something in the time I needed to calm myself back down to a reasonable level of absolute wrath.

When I enter the computer room I see Amber hunching over her laptop, deep frowns on her face and a concentrated look in her eyes. She doesn't even notice me entering the room due to her focus on the screen.

"Anything new?"

She nearly screams as I unintentionally scare her and whips around.

"Oh, it's you. No, there's nothing", she finally says after two seconds of her assessing the situation and registering that I'm no threat. Turning back to her computer she continues to search through everything. I just sigh and leave the room, suppressing another frustrated outburst.

Perhaps the guys were more successful.

Choosing the hallway down to the torturing rooms, I make my way to one of the soundproof doors. The red symbol hangs on the door handle, signaling everyone there's someone in there right now.

Once I step in I'm met with the nice sight of blood, the aura of fear and broken screams. Luke and Eric stand over the crouched figure of a young guy, currently working on him with electric shocks.

"Who's that?", I ask merely interested, eyeing him with little hope. He doesn't seem like someone who might know anything.

"He told some friend he knows Chelsea in some bar we searched and I heard. So now we try to get her location out of him", Eric explains swiftly, shocking his victim once again. I on the other hand peak up at that, surprised that guy might turn out as a key to everything.

"I won't say anything! You can't-"

Luke's taser interrupts him and I smile a bit. Yes, I can be a sick bastard as well, I'm not leading a bunch of half criminals out of nothing.