I angrily left Devin's house after he said Emily never went to his house. I was pissed that he had me come all the way there in search of her but a part of me was glad nine of the shit he said was true. I couldn't imagine Devin seeing Emily's naked body, it felt like a nail piercing my chest. I returned home late only to find Emily in the room. She was asleep and used a blanket to cover most of her body. I didn't know how to react if I should be angry she got me worried or be happy she was back. I couldn't bring myself to question her so I left her and slept. The next morning I woke up earlier than her and did a few things. I needed to keep myself busy till she woke up so I grabbed my gamepad and played video games. I was in the sitting room playing my games when she woke up. She walked to the sitting room and stood there staring at me. I noticed she was staring at me but she didn't say anything. Was she going to ask me why I was playing video games that earl
The policeman assured us they would do their best to bring Emily back but Mom kept crying. I couldn't blame her, I was scared too and I understood how it felt for your child to be missing. I returned home and kept blaming myself for what happened. If I didn't get into the argument with her, maybe she wouldn't have been kidnapped. I regretted everything that happened, I should have sat my ass inside and left her to go wherever she wanted as long as she returned home. I sat on my bed staring blankly. I didn't know what to do, I just needed Emily to be found. I looked at her empty bed and huffed. It didn't feel good to be here all alone. I was running out of my mind so I grabbed the packet of cigarettes from my jacket and took a lighter. I sneaked out of the house so I could smoke for a while. It was the only thing that could distract me from my reality. I couldn't sit down in the room knowing Emily was somewhere I didn't know. It hurt as hell to not know if she was f
I stretched to take the tea and thanked her. My body still hurts from the injuries I sustained but Mom already got me some pills to stop the pains. I sipped the tea gently and then dropped the cup on the small table by my side. I sat on the couch trying to feel better but it didn't help much. I tried to crane my neck but I only succeeded in making the pain worse so I growled. I held my neck gently and tried to position myself well on the couch. It didn't take long before my arms began hurting too."Damn it," I huffed in an undertone. I still felt guilty and helpless. I didn't want Mom to know what was going through my mind so I wore a fake smile trying to cover up how I was truly feeling. I noticed Mom hadn't said anything in some minutes. I didn't want to ask if she was okay because I knew she wasn't but I couldn't help the silence."Mom?" She didn't respond instead I saw her try to dab her tears. She wiped her eyes with her hands and sniffed. She was cr
DEVIN'S POVI left Xavier's house mad. I couldn't say a thing because they all believed I knew something about Emily's disappearance.I stood in front of my mirror and ran my hands through my hair. I was trying to calm myself down but it wasn't working. I stared at the pictures I hung in the mirror.I was trying to find out who was responsible for Emily's disappearance. On the mirror, I hung pictures of James. He was the prime suspect and the first person I suspected when Xavier called me. Xavier's picture was also there. I had a feeling that he knew something about it and I was going to try my best to find out the truth.Also by the edge of the mirror were Nigel, Gabby, and Eva; The queen bees. They could have a hand in Emily's disappearance because they hated her so much and would do anything to get her out of their way, especially after Nigel's video went viral. She felt humiliated to see videos of Emily beating her ass all over the net.I felt mad at myself for taking the 800$ fro
I pushed the door and helped myself inside. My stomach still hurts from the object Xavier used to punch me. He used so much force and had me growling. I tried to push him off but he kept asking me to stay away from Emily.I couldn't help but wonder why Xavier was trying to kill me. Of course, his actions were aimed at killing me. No sane person would use such a sharp object on another person.I removed my clothes and checked my stomach for any possible cuts or bruises. I touched the area and it felt swollen. "Fuck you, Xavier!"One of the thoughts that filled my head was that he was responsible for her disappearance and he wanted to kill me so he could have Emily to himself. It didn't sound right, but I knew Xavier was capable of such a crazy thing.He probably held her hostage and pretended not to know where she was. I got angry thinking of the possible things he could be doing to her. Was he fucking her thighs and cumming on her legs?I hated to imagine the inhumane things Emily tol
Xavier was being a jerk over the phone call till I told him I had Emily. He said he would be there immediately and ended the call. I checked my stomach again for the bruise but I already felt relieved.I couldn't make anything for dinner so I concluded that I was going to have the leftover pizza. I was damn tired and needed to rest. I turned to the bathroom to run a quick bath when I heard his voice."Open this damn door!" He yelled from the front door.I knew he was going to come immediately after I mentioned Emily. Sometimes I wondered why he abused her if he really cared about her. He made it to my place so quickly, I could have sworn he was right in front of my door before I called him.I picked up the T-shirt from the bed and wore it over my head. I walked back to the door and opened the door. He looked at me for a second and he walked inside. He didn't look as aggravated as his voice seemed. He wore a calm expression and his demeanor was strange.I offered him a seat and he sat
I was running out of time and I knew it. It was already the first day from the three days James gave me.I walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist. I got dressed in the clothes I already brought out. I decided to wear a black hoodie over black trousers.I needed to find a job, to get something legal to do. I walked to the first shop, it was a flower shop. I had no idea what it felt like to be florist but I was willing to find out.I greeted the man I met. He looked a lot like a man in his early sixties. I explained how badly I needed job and could the evening shifts while he rested but he refused."Sorry kid, I can't employ you."I swallowed hard at his rejection. He didn't even want to give me a chance.He kept looking at me from head to toe and I figured it immediately."Fucking wrong choice of clothes," I muttered to myself. I shouldn't have worn an all black, it made me look fierce."Hey, I can take it off," I said and removed the hoodie, leaving my rumpled
I had no idea why he was laughing at my statement. He knew what could happen to him and he found it funny."Really?"I swallowed hard and raised my face to him."You can't be stupid enough to call the cops," he began. "Listen, Devin, all I need you to do is to stay off Emily's case."I smell fish."Why? What the fuck are you planning to do to her?""You want to know?" He asked. "Well, I'll tell you what I'll do if you do not stay clear."I tried to stand up from the floor and my legs failed me. I held the couch for support and tried again."I'll kill Emily, bring her fucking body here and tell the cops you killed her."His threat sent a cold shiver down my spine. There was no way James could be heartless enough to kill his daughter who he tried to get back for so long. I searched his eyes for the joke but instead, I was faced with his cold emotionless stare. He looked dead serious and that scared me."I can get enough fake evidence to implicate you and send you to jail.""James you ca
I turned to Mom who was wiping her eyes. She had tears welled in them and Dad just hugged her. "It's over," he told her. "You don't have to worry anymore.""It just feels so unreal. I can't believe everything is fine now.""Me too."I honestly couldn't believe it. It was just too good to be true and I didn't know how to feel about it.She gave me a nod and pulled me into a hug. I remained there for a while before Dad asked us to get ready to leave. We strode happily to where the car was parked.We got home and I walked to my room it felt good having a separate room, I liked how it felt. I heard a scream and rushed out to see what was happening."Mom?""Emily! Xavier just got admission into a college in the Los Angeles!"My jaw dropped in excitement and I turned to Xavier. It was good news but Xavier didn't look happy. I turned my gaze to him and my eyes met his. He was staring blankly at me."What's wrong?" I asked him. "This is good news, Xavier.""I guess."His reply was cold and his
ONE MONTH LATER.The cold wind and fresh aura made me smile. I stood beside James watching his jet. Apparently, he was getting ready to leave and I didn't know how to feel about it.It was just the two of us standing there and there was silence. I wish I could hear everything he was thinking of. I felt the sensation and I knew more than ever that I was going to miss James.His lips formed a small smile like he heard what I was thinking and I just twitched my lips. I needed to enjoy the moment because it may be the last time I'd see him. I also knew his ailment had given him a short period of time to live and I really felt bad.I had no idea why I was feeling all those emotions at that point. There was this strong urge to hug him and just remain in his hugs. I remembered how welcoming and warm his arms were but I stopped myself. I didn't have to be overly emotional.I was trying hard not to think about James dying but I couldn't help it and before I knew it, a sob escaped my mouth. Tea
I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Xavier. He was staring at me with a small smile tugged on his lips. I got scared at first but the feeling faded and I felt okay."Why are you staring at me?" I asked with a frown."Why didn't you report James to the cops?"I knew he was going to ask that, I just didn't think it was going to be by 3 fucking a.m."I can't.""Why?""I can't even though I want to kill him myself. I know everything, I know the shitty things you did, I know you sold drugs."He twitched his like and continued looking at me. "Do you still sell drugs or do you deliver them in your sleep?"I grabbed the blanket and placed it on my body, turning to the other side to sleep."I need to sleep, leave me alone."He scoffed and I rolled my eyes. "I hate you."I heard him giggle, "I love you too," he responded.* * * *The door slamming open made me open my eyes. It was morning but I was hoping I could sleep a little longer."Emily, get up."Mom grabbed my hands before I c
The moment Mom asked if I saw James, my chest heaved. "No," I replied and twitched my lips. I didn't want to keep talking about him because of the emotions I felt whenever I thought of him."Emily."We turned and it was Xavier. I ran to him immediately and threw my hands around him. He hugged me back, even tighter. I couldn't believe I missed Xavier this much, it was hurting."I'm so sorry," he said as he hugged me. No one else was going to understand, not even Mom. "It's not your fault," she told him."The police found someone involved."My heart raced faster, I felt bad for James. He was going to die and I didn't want him to die in jail."Hi, excuse me." The doctor walked into us and turned to Mom. "There's been no form of abuse, she's fine.""She's fine?""Yes, she is," The doctor confirmed and gave a friendly smile.Mom gave a nod and appreciated him. She stood up from the chair and looked at me. "I need to go and feed Devin, no one is coming for him."I gave a nod, I understood h
I tried to open my eyes and the sunlight hurts them. I tried to figure out what was happening and I realized I was in someone's arm.I freed my eyes again and realized it was James and he was taking me out of the enclosed room. At that point I felt an adrenaline rush in me.He dropped me down and I felt hot tears roll down my eyes, I couldn't believe it. I hugged him right without thinking and cried into his arms.He returned the hug and just remained calm, watching me. I had no idea why I was crying and hugging him but I needed the hug.When I pulled away from his hug, he looked at me and smiled faintly. "You can do what you want now. Call the cops and tell them I rescued you from the teenagers who kidnapped you."Was he asking me to go?"Just go down the road, you'll figure your way. I'll have someone follow you from a distance just so you arrive home safely.""There's no camera Emily, I have my men dismount them so, the choice is yours. I love you."With that, he turned and entered
EMILY'S POVEvery minute I stayed locked in here makes me want to throw up. It feels like I’ve been kidnapped for years, I already lost count of days but I knew it was already weeks. My head split in pain as I tried to recall the incident. I was arguing with Xavier when I got pushed into a moving van. The details of the kidnap were blurry and I couldn’t remember much.I still have no idea how I survived the first day ‘cause panic attacks made me nauseated and disorganized. Their faces all scared life in me, I thought they were going to kill me because of how fierce they looked. The highest punishment I got for kicking one of the guy’s balls was a hard slap.It was hard enough to redden my face but not kill me, I wondered why they were being so careful with me till I overheard their discussion saying they sold me to a rich man and he didn’t want me bruised.I threw up hearing it and the rest turned out to be blurry vision and a bad headache. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a di
I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat the moment she looked at me. I looked at Devin and he was growling like he was going to pass out.She lowered her stance to him and cleaned him up without saying anything. You would never believe they knew themselves before now. I didn't care though, I just wanted to get away and that was my concern.When she was done cleaning his wounds, she turned the first aid box to where I was and used a wipe to clean off the surface of the bruises I sustained.I flinched when her hands touched my face and the iodine dropped on my injury."Fuck."She didn't apologize or say a thing. She just turned her box away when she was done. Devin and I remained silent for a while before we heard footsteps and turned our heads in the direction if the door. She had returned with two plates of food. She dropped it in front of us with bottles of water and latched the door.Devin hungrily grabbed the plate and spooned rice into his mouth. I looked at him wondering if
My eyes glinted open and I felt a sharp pain. I could feel the chill from the breeze cutting straight through my damp body.I felt a metallic taste in my mouth, I turned and realized where I was. I was in a room with no ventilation. My face was bruised and I could feel the dried blood clot on my body. I tied to move but realized my hands were still tied to the pole and I couldn't move.My eyes turned to the growling sound and I saw the hefty man who injected Devin beating him up. He was growling as the punches landed on his body.On the other side of the room, a bloodied man was laying on the floor. Devin was getting beaten for doing that to the man. Couldn't he just wait till we realized where the fuck we were?I scoffed and struggled to break free but the ropes holding my hands together had a grip hold. I paused after several trials and just looked at Devin who looked like he was about to die. He needed to get treated because his wounds were susceptible and they looked like it was g
I walked out of the sitting room glad the police didn't want to interrogate me yet. They probably felt he was saying all that because he was accused and it made me feel a rush of relief.I opened the door to my bedroom and looked around. The mess I made on Emily's bed was still there and I didn't have the energy to clean up yet. I knew she wasn't going to yell at me for messing up her bed because she wasn't there and it hurt me to think of her absence.I turned my face away and walked to my bed. I sat on my bed and fell on my back. I looked at the ceiling, thinking of nothing but how to sneak out of the house.Devin had a plan he says we need to see and talk about. I wondered if he had other motives in mind when he sent his invitation but I was blank. I could ask him to tell me the plan over the phone but he would refuse and say it had to be a physical meeting."Fucking hell," I scoffed in an undertone and turned to the other side of the bed. It was only 8 pm and I could get some slee