Kidnapped

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  ∆ Mazi's POV ∆
 
  It was 5:00 on the ranch. I had woken earlier than the guys because I had get ready for school, which I did.

   After I got dressed for the day I went to feed the animals. As the horses got hay, I heard something behind me. Stopping I start to listen for the sound again, but this time nothing. I turn back around and two minutes later, I was grabbed from behind, in which the person knocks me out and my world goes black.

     ∆ Rip's POV ∆

   I got up at around 6:00, when realized that Mazi was nowhere to be found. So I call her school to see if she was there.

" Hi, how can I help you?" The lady asks over the phone.

" Hi this is Rip Wheeler. I was wondering if Mazikeen Dutton is there at the school?" I asked the lady.

" I haven't seen her here at the school," The lady answered me.

" Thank you for telling me," I said to her, then hanging up the phone.

Then I saw John.

" John!" I yelled to him, walking his way.

" What is it?" John asked me.

" I think Mazi's been kidnapped," I answered John, putting my hands in my pockets.

" What do you mean kidnapped?" John asked me.

" She's not at the school and she's not here," I answered him.

" Well find her," John said to me. " I trying to sir," I said to him.

   I walked away, hoping that I would find her soon.

18 hours later

We finally found Mazi. She had her wrists in zipties and she was gagged. Mazi screamed when she saw me.

" Mazi, its ok. Your fine," I said taking the gag off of her.

" Rip, where's Tate?" Mazi asked as Ryan took off the zipties.

" He's with Kacey," I answered.

Once we got her out of the house, got in the trucks and went home. Mazi was tired as she fell asleep on my lap, slightly snoring away.

When we arrived home, we were greeted by Beth, Monica, and Dean, Mazi's boyfriend.

" I'll take her up to her room," Dean said.

" You sure?" I asked.

  Dean nodded his head and I passed Mazi off to Dean. She wrapped her arms around Dean's body and he carried her into the house and up the stairs where her bedroom was. From this moment we all knew that it was over.

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