Sequel to STOLEN. *find stolen here: https://www.wattpad.com/user/yourrs_truly* Unspoken words. Feelings unaccounted for. Mistakes made and wrongs made right. Join in as the adventure continues, more intense than ever. With Chelsea back in her home and Jason out of her life, can her life return to normal? Or will she always just be the girl, who was once Stolen, and is the old Chelsea Gone? *CAUTION* This story contains hard language and explicit content. Please do not continue if you are uncomfortable with explicit scenes and hard language and PLEASE do not continue to read if you are UNDER THE AGE OF 13. Please do note that this is a sequel to my former story, Stolen. So before you read this, please read that first in order to understand what's going on. **ATTENTION** This story is protected by COPYRIGHTS and may not be copied, rewritten, reposted, altered, translated or any such thing WITHOUT MY PERMISSION. This is MY story, every word and sentence is written by me and this story is protected by the rules of Copyright. IF YOU COPY MY STORY I WILL REPORT YOU. Also if anyone happens to notice this story posted by someone who isn't me, and whom you suspect does NOT have my permission to do so, please message me. Thank you. - yourrs truly

She was cool. I mean I know that sounds kind of pathetic and all but she was. She was everything I wasn't and that kind of made me sick in a way I couldn't explain. I mean sure, I was known around the school, got invited to all the parties and was star quarterback of the football team, but her? Wow, she was amazing in ways I couldn't fathom a way of explaining. Even just looking at her now made my heart speed up and my chest begin to rise and fall because yeah, sure I could have any girl in this school I wanted but not her... she belonged to no one.

→ SEQUEL TO SHE'S MINE BOOK TWO → "Are you aware that you were kidnapped by Jason McCann?" The detective asks. What? Did he confess to everything? I sat their watching him closely. There's no way I'm going to say anything. I'm not giving in to anything this cop is trying to lower me in. I just sat there silently. I don't have to answer any of his questions right? I hope Jason isn't. "Because, Jason has confessed that he kidnapped you. He says you were his victim." He says. Why ask if you already know everything? Why would Jason even tell them that? "Can you tell me what you specifically remember?" His eyes are studying mine closely. The detective has an intimidating look as he watches me. His face softens as he eventually leans closer, placing his crossed hands on the rusted table. "I know you're scared but you don't have to be. He's gone. You're safe. He will never hurt you again. He's going to get what he deserves." He whispers soothingly. Is that supposed to make me feel better? What does he deserve? "The death penalty?" I ask emotionally. "Most likely." He says, confirming my deepest nightmare. This can't be happening. Copyright 2016. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.