The Kidnap

Jessie's POV

All eyes were on me as I stood looking at the couple about to get married which I ruined.

Staring at the same man that came into my life like a wind blowing down everything in his way, Xander Brown furrowing his brows at me. His ocean blue eyes bright and clear, his brown hair settled on his face in a fine style only made me see my kids.

Camera lights flashed on me with murmurs from each angle while Xander and I locked our eyes together in a staring contest or more like a glaring contest.

" What is going on here?" An elderly woman yelled on the top of her voice directly at Xander. " Who is she, Xander?"

" I also want to know that. " The lady in her bridal outfit added snappishly.

Rolling my eyes in exasperation, I groaned bored and tired. " Hey, I'm Jessie Cooper and I've kids for Xander Brown. "

" What the fuck is she talking about?" The bride cried out, angrily sending me a deadly glares. " Why aren't you talking, Xander? Answer me. "

With slow and precise steps, Xander walked to me towering my height with his. " What are you doing here?" His deep and hoarse British accent whispering in my ear sounds familiar.

Is that where Jace gets his accent from or am I hearing things?

" I'm not in support of this marriage. " I replied, folding my hands defiantly locking my eyes in his - big mistake, it only reminded me of that night of fun, flirting and pleasure. " Didn't I make it clear enough?"

Without warning, he held my arm dragging me out of the church until we reached a black tainted SUV. Opening the passenger side, he literally carried me in and buckled my seatbelt before running over to the driver's side.

" What are you prattling about?" Xander inquired, turning on the engine of the car.

" Can you drive you any faster?" I sarcastically quipped, scrunching my face at him.

This man was driving above the speed limit and I wanted to disappear.

" Hey, drop your sarcasms, I'm serious right now. " He bellowed, stepping on the accelerator speeding up. " Which kids are you talking about?"

Although his voice was angry, beneath it was curiosity.

" Did I stutter?" I equally yelled at him, keeping an intense icy look on him. " Stop speeding, you are going to get us killed. "

Glancing at him, he smirks then scoffed. " Do I look like I give a fuck? Start talking. "

" After that night we had sex, I got pregnant and gave birth to a set of quintuplets. " I explained.

" Quintuplets?" His clueless voice echoed through the car. " What is that?"

" Five. Quintuplets means five babies. " I explained again. " They are all boys and are four years old. "

" I don't believe you. You are just lying, you want to get something from me and you won't get it. " Abruptly, he pulled over. " How is it possible you are just saying this now after four long years? Get out of my car right now. "

I looked out of the window seeing nowhere I know. My head sharply turned to him. " What the heck are you talking about? I don't know anywhere here and what are you implying?"

" I want you out of my car in ten seconds unfailingly. You don't want to know what I can do. " Xander Brown uttered, fixing his hard glare on me. Unbuckling the seatbelt without a word, I attempt to get off of his car. " Hey, a quick warning. Be careful, you are now famous, you wouldn't want to get mobbed on your way home. "

" You're a big jerk. I've five kids waiting for you in my house, waiting for their father to arrive with their mom and you are talking about being mobbed. " Disbelief was obviously on my face. " I hope you have an accident and die, you British fool. "

With that, I got out of his car making my way to wherever it leads me somewhere familiar hopefully. I wasn't with any money on me, I couldn't board a taxi.

“ I'll be home late, please go stay with the kids. I went to stop Xander's wedding and I did but I'm stuck on the road. ” I hit send, sending the message to Kimberly.

As I walked on the sidewalk, I felt a presence behind me but I let it slid. I felt the presence following me so I turned to see who was that but only blackness met my eyes before I was dragged into a vehicle.

••

Watching the unknown men pacing around the the confined room while tied up on an iron seat sending jolts of pain throughout my entire body. My head was aching.

What's happening? Why am I here? Where am I?

Sweeping though the room with my eyes, I noticed the room was unbelievably small with a window so high above human reach bringing the night light into the dimmed room.

" Ma'am is here. " One of the huge men informed the other men, entering the room after minutes passed.

Ma'am? Who is ma'am? Who wants me kidnapped?

" Finally. " Another one groans, throwing his head back.

A lady my age made her presence known was her heels clinking on the floor, my eyes run from her heels to her face and a gasp escaped my mouth.

" Hey, stranger. " The bride at the wedding I stopped smiled at me, lowering her face to mine. " You made the biggest mistake of your life to soil my wedding, I worked so hard for that but you ruined it in just minutes, why? I don't even want to know. "

" Please let me go, please I promise I didn't mean to, I...I..."

" I...I..." She copies me then laughed, standing up upright. " You are so funny, Jessie. " Walking around the chair I was tied on. " Do you think God will find you funny?"

What does she mean by that?

She stopped in front of me again, lowering her head to me. " You're going to meet your maker, stranger. " Her smile fell to a smirk. " You're a nobody and you'll continue being a complete nobody. I've worked hard for all the years and I won't let a peasant spoil that. " Turning her back to me, she told the men. " When you have killed her, take care of her body. I have to home to meet my husband. "

Take care of her body? What does she mean? Will they kill me?

I watched her leave the room and panic and fear settled in me.

Oh my God, am I going to die?

Tutting a sound of disappointment and disapproval strolling to me, the big men who seemed like their leader went on his knees in front of me. " Isn't this terrible? You are so fucking beautiful and you'll go like that. Terrible, isn't it?"

I wiggled on the chair trying to get out fruitlessly and he barked out an hysterical laughter, standing up and pointing a gun at me.

The only thing on my mind as the gun unlocks pointed at me was my kids waiting for me to get back home with their father - I am not going home neither am I bringing their father. Their lives won't be the same without me, I'll miss them so much and they will miss me too.

I want to see them for one last time but God wasn't on my side. Letting my eyes fall, I closed it tightly after hearing a gunshot waiting for the pain to set in but after seconds passed and I felt nothing, I opened my eyes only to see police officers pointing guns at the men, Xander and my kids rushing to my arms.

I'm not dead, I didn't die. My kids are in my arms...well, I was still tied up so technically they were hugging me.

Xander untied the ropes tying my hands together and I wrapped my arms around my kids pecking them on their heads.

How is this even possible?