*JAKE'S P.O.V*
"Where the hell is she?!" I yelled over the music to my band brothers. Andy stood up on the tips of his toes, making him even more giraffe-like. "I can't see her mate." He slurred.
"Maybe she met some guy and they're. . . Ya know.." Ashley said while making sexual gestures, causing CC to laugh. I leant over and socked him in the nose.
"Don't fucking say that! She's not like that!" I growled, rage filling me at the thought of her with another guy.
Jinxx pulled me away from Ashley as he drunkenly stumbled off holding his nose. CC immediately went back and started grinding on some chick to the music.
I pulled away from Jinxx and stormed through the crowd searching for one of two people. I found number two on my priority list. I dragged him from his seat on the couch and threw him against the wall after dragging him outside.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!" I screamed at him.
"Whoo." He was pissed for sure.
"MAXINE. WHERE IS SHE?! WHAT DID YOU DO?!"
"Nothinggg. I don't know where she is, not after she ran off with yooouuuu." He said, stabbing his finger against my chest.
I pushed Craig away and stormed back inside, grabbing a full bottle of Jack Daniels on the way upstairs. I locked my door and crawled onto my bed, ready to drown my night away. Where was she? Was she okay? Was she really screwing some guy?! I took a large swig fron the bottle and ran my fingers through my hair.
I couldn't let this happen. I ... well I couldn't stand that thought! I- I like her..I just hope she's okay. It's almost a month since we met and she's just, well important to me. To all us guys.
We leave for tour in a few days... I need to see her before we leave. She needs to know.
*MAXINE'S P.O.V*
My jaw ached and my limbs felt heavy. This is evident as I used all available effort to pry open my eyelids.
"Hello darling." I was met with the brown eyes of the man I had always hoped to forget.
"Collin."
"Hey baby girl."
I spat at him. "You bastard. What the fuck do you think you're doing? You can't fucking get away with this. I LEFT you. We are DONE."
He chuckled, pulling a tissue from a box on a nearby table and wiping my spit from his cheek. "I told you baby. Noone can have my Maxxy if I can't." He stepped forward and dragged his fingertips along my cheek and I turned my head.
"You sick bastard don't touch me." Something flickered in his eyes and a sharp pain shot through my stomach. That bitch just punched me! "What, psycho ex boyfriend wasn't a gopd enough title for you? Needed an upgrade to woman abuser too?"
Slam.
A punch to the jaw. 'At least he can throw a punch now.' I thought as I spat out the metallic tasting blood as it pooled in behind my lips. I now regret having taught that bitch how to fight. My blood spattered across the sandy brown carpet beneath me. I looked up, finally taking in my surroundings. We seemed to be in the lounge of a small house. Lights streamed through the windows and bounced off the polished wooden table to my left. "Ifyou think you can get away with kidnapping me because you can't handle my regection then you are sadly mistaken. People will be looking for me."
"Like who? Your precious black veiled brides? News flash darling, it's Tuesday. They left on tour yesterday."
Holy shit. I've been out for three days? I calmed myself and rolled my eyes. "It's 'veil' not 'veiled'. Seriously Collin if you're gonna be some kind of witty criminal get your fucking facts right first."
He walked behind me as I spoke, dragging his fingertips over the bare skin on my neck. He knelt behind the chair of which I appeared to be tied to.
"They can't help you now baby girl." I shuddered at his sickening whisper.
"Don't fucking call me that."
"Why not? Your darling Brides do. Mostly your friend Andy." How did he... ?
"Exactly. FRIEND. Which you are NOT."
He chuckled. Standing up and untying me from the chair. Smart bugger had my hands tied together and then tied to the chair so I couldn't lash out.
"No. I'm not a friend. But I am your lover." He said in a low voice, kissing my cheek.
"You WERE. Past tense." He picked me up and began walking through the house.
"Haha present too my love."
"What the hell are yo-" He threw me on a bed and pulled out a small bundle of rope from his jacket pocket. "You wouldn't dare." I knew he was crazy but he would never violate me in such a way. Would he?
I shreaked as his hand slid along my leg to the ropes on my foot. He tied my left foot the bed, untied it from my right, then tied my right down. For the first time in ages my eyes filled with my salty tears.
"You wouldn't."
He crawled ontop of me. Each time his body brushed mine the slightest, I felt sick.
"You're mine Maxine. And you're going to have to remind yourself of that pretty quickly," his hands moved to my jeans and I began to cry. "Because once you do, this will be a lot more fun for us Maxxy."
This was never supposed to happen.
I wanted to be anywhere but here.
I wanted to be with Jake.
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Grey Area - a Jake Pitts/BVB fanfic
Fanfic(PLEASE READ WARNING BEFORE CONTINUING WITH STORY) Maxine Reed ran away from her life in New Zealand. She had no family left. Who she had .... and who she was, were not who she wanted. So she left. It was simple. Three years on she works at the cof...
