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Chapter 28 "Revenge"

"Give him back." I exclaimed sternly.

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*a few hours ago*

"What happened?! Damn it!" I slammed my hand against the table. I lost all patience and I needed to know what the heck is happening.

Ashton's eyes widened as I was causing a scene. He told me to "calm down" but I can't see how.

"Ansel. He's gone." I whimpered just as Michael did.

I was feeling three things. Anger, pain and panic.

I almost fainted when the dreadful words came to me. My legs struggled to move but eventually I ran out of the restaurant with only one thought in mind.

Ashton followed suit and of course, unlocked the car before I could even reach it. Within seconds, we were off. All the negative thoughts came running through my head. I felt so overwhelmed and my breaths became shorter.

"Bay. We will get to Ansel. I'll do whatever it fucking takes. You got me?" Ashton shouts as he speeds past the cars,miraculously avoiding a thousand potential car crashes.

I didn't have the power in me to nod my head or anything.

After a few excruciatingly painful minutes, we got back to the apartment.

Michael's cheeks were red and tear streaked. Luke on the other hand was nowhere to be found.

"Bay! Ashton!I'm so fucking sorry." Michael screamed grabbing us by our arms.

Ashton ran into every room, looking if Ansel was in any of them.

"What happened?" I asked frantically. Tears were falling from my eyes and I felt like my heart was going to explode.

"Luke went to buy some stuff and left Ansel with me. But I accidentally fell asleep and when I woke up he was gone." Michael cried. I knew Michael felt really bad about it but at the same time, I kind of blamed him for the whole thing.

But before I could even say more, Ashton ran out to us.

"He's not here." Ashton huffed.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a little paper airplane fly in through the window.

Michael pointed to the plane before I could even speak.

Ashton ran over and picked it up. A frown formed on his face instantly. He quickly looked out of the window, searching.

"She was just here!" Ashton exclaimed agitatedly.

"She was right fucking here."

I snatched the paper from him and saw the very words that I dreaded most.

'Want your baby? Come to the usual place. That's you, Ashton.'

I gulped down a lump in my throat which formed as I read the message.

"Where is it?" Michael asked.

"An hour away."

I threw the paper on the ground and ran out the house.We piled up in Ashton's car and whisked off immediately.

"He will be fine." Ashton attempted to comfort me. But that felt almost impossible.

"You don't know that!" I retorted.

"Well, crying isn't going to work!"

"But you're crying yourself."

"At least I'm trying to control it!" We continue snapping at each other while Michael seats silently at the back.