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Mitchie's POV

I woke with a start. My body shot up, but it never got far as I felt a tug on my wrists. I let my body fall back down, defeated.

Looking around I noticed I was in a dark, cold room with no windows. It felt like I was lying on a mattress, but I could be wrong. Like I said, I can't see anything.

"Hello?" I cried weakly. My throat was so dry. How long have I been asleep?

Then it all came flooding back to me; the escape, my missing parents, him kidnapping me; again. This was really happening. I thought Shane was going to protect me. He said he was going to protect me, right?

Maybe it was all too good to be true, and I was getting in over my head. This is my dead-bed, and I'm going to die by his hands.

Suddenly a door sung open, causing my eyes to shut tight at the brightness. When I opened them again, I came face to face with him, the devil himself!

"Awe Mitchie, it's such a wonderful sight to have you back here again. You know, Shane made this job too easy. He really thought he was going to get away with you, and my daughter. Little did he know, my daughter is chipped, she will never escape me, her own father? Ha, I had to laugh at their pathetic attempt, its funny really." He's dark eyes stared into mine, neither of us admitting defeat first, and looking away, I was fighting this time. With everything I got.

"You're a vile, disgusting excuse for a man!" I spat at him.

"Ha! She speaks, can you imagine that?" He reached above my head, to where my hands we locked in place, and with a flick of his wrist they were free. He unlocked my legs too, and only when he turned his back did I make a run for it.

"Oh no you don't." He yelled as I ran pass him. I felt his grip on the end of my hair, but it was long forgotten when I didn't slow down.

The door was a few feet away; I was so close I could smell freedom.

Almost there now, a few more steps. Then nothing, darkness surround the room again. But that didn't stop me from running into the object blocking the door. Only when I saw the features of the person, did I come to an abrupt halt. There standing in the door was the person I considered my 'friend' for the past couple months.

"Jason?" I gasped.

"Well, if it isn't Mitchie Torres. Surprise!" He grabbed me by the arm and turned me around. He pushed me in the middle of the room where he was standing with a smirk on his face.

"You see Isabella, Jason here was the only loyal one to me since the boys started working for me. I always knew Nate had a soft spot for my daughter, and when I saw Shane's reaction with you, I knew he wouldn't do as he was told. But Jason stayed true to me, unlike the other two, and is going to assist me in certain things." Jason gripped my wrist and raised them over my head. I tried to loosen his grip, but it was firm.

"Shane should have taught you a lesson the first time he laid his eyes on you, but no, he had to fall in love." Shane, fell in love, with me? I couldn't believe what I was hearing, he never loved me, and he kidnapped me for crying out loud! "So now he will feel what it is like to lose the woman he loves." He smirked.

"Y-you're go-gonna kill m-me?" I stuttered out in shock.

A booming laugh erupted from behind me, "No you stupid girl, he means Shane will be looking for you here, while we take a little road trip." I couldn't understand what they were saying; it all became a large blur around me. I did see him with a video camera, and I did feel my wrists being locked in place above my head. What happened after that is a mystery because when he started talking, my world faded into black.

Shane's POV

"Kill Mitchie's parents, kill Mitchie's parents, kill Mitchie's parents." The message played over and over again in my head. Brown had kidnapped the girl I was falling in love with, and to get her back, I had to kill her parents. It shouldn't be a problem for me considering I watched people get killed before, but I have never done it myself. If anyone finds out about it, I'll be in jail for life, and then there will be no one to watch over my sweet girl.

Nate was sitting on the couch comforting his girlfriend because she had a disturbing dream, but she won't talk about it. Jason was gone when we woke up, there was no note, and he wouldn't answer his phone. I ignored my oldest brother's behavior and decided to check the internet for any recent news about Mitchie.

Apparently the media heard that she arrived home at 2:45 p.m. Monday, and the same night she disappeared again. Before they were playing it off as 'running away', but now they are starting to get concerned. Maybe we weren't as sneaky as we thought.

I checked several local news sites, and none had any new information. I was about to go watch a movie when a loud 'ding' came from my computer. Curiously I studied the screen and notice an orange blinking window at the bottom of the screen.

I clicked on it and waited. A chat screen popped up and I recognized the e-mail right away. '', ever since he was a little kid he wanted to be a professional birdhouse builder, and he never bother changing his personal e-mail as he grew up.

(Italic and underline words are 'typed' and just italic words are spoken via webcam.)

'Jason! Where the hell have you been?'

'Shut the fuck up and listen carefully. This is not your precious brother, but I have you little girlfriend. If you ever want to hold her you better listen, and listen good.'

'Where is she? What have you done to her? Where is Jason?'

'SHUT UP! Don't make me repeat myself Shane!'

*Your contact has requested webcam. Accept or Decline*

Before I had a chance to finish reading the web-cam pop-up, another screen filled my computer monitor.

'Hello Shane, it's been a long time.' Brown smirked on the computer. His face filled the screen, the background was black.

Hearing Brown's voice, Peggy was next to me in an instant.

'Dad! What have you done with Mitchie?'

'Don't worry about her Margret; she is none of your concern. Go back to your little boyfriend.'

Peggy's jaws clenched hearing her father call her by her first name. No one called her that because it was chosen by her father, Peggy was chosen by her mother.

'She is my concern, she's my best friend, let me see her now!' Peggy yelled at the computer screen.

'Fine!' Brown shrugged then moved to the side. The site in front of us made my stomach churn. Mitchie was dangling in the middle of the room. Her arms were bound above her head, and her toes barely touched the floor. Blood was running down both her arms from her chaffed wrists. How did I know it was from the cuffs she had on her wrists? Because a few short years ago, I was in her same position.

Flashback

'Gotta make it back before Brown, gotta make it back before Brown.' I chanted to myself as I ran towards the mansion I call a home. Brown had left on a business trip so I decided to escape this hellhole. How did I know that there was a wired fence closing this place in? I was only a 15 year old naive boy as Brown had kindly put it the day before. When he left this morning, I have everything ready to go, a bag on my back with food, water, and clothes to do me for a couple days.

Thankfully I took my cellphone, and still had service when my youngest brother Nate, texted me, 'where the hell are you? Brown is on his way home, something about the weather not cooperating so he couldn't take off. I have been looking everywhere for you man, get the hell home!'

I never texted him back, when I get home I'll tell him that I couldn't find my cell, and that I just got lost in the woods. I'll get rid of my back pack before I'm in sight distance of the house so no one can tell I ran away. A harmless walk, that's all it was.

I arrived back in my room - after climbing up the tree outside my window - with seconds to spare. I ran to the bathroom, discarded my dirty clothes and quickly got in the shower. When a loud knock came on the door, I was lid on my bed reading a book. Dirty clothes long forgot about in the bottom of my trashcan, I smiled as I yelled 'come in' to the person on the other side.

The door opened revealing Jason and Brown. Brown flicked his wrist at Jason, and he scurried away; Brown remained at my door.

"Where were you today?" He asked after closing and locking the door, then taking a seat down in the plush chair by my computer desk.

"What do you mean, I was here all day!" I sat up in the bed, and gave him the best confused look I could manage.

"Ha, right! I have sources everywhere Shane, I know you ran out of the house the second I closed the door. And for that, you will pay. Did you really think you could escape that easy, did you really think I wouldn't have a secured home? How many times do you think Peggy tried to escape? I had to do something to keep my daughter safe from strangers in the outside world." By the time he was finish talking he was standing inches from me.

"I don't know what your talk-"

"The hell you don't! Sander, Barron, bring him downstairs, I don't want to see his disgusting face up here for the next week!" His two bodyguards who were standing outside the door ran in the room at hearing their name. After listening to the commands, they both grabbed me by the arms, and pulled me out of my room. The entire trip downstairs I was fighting their grip, but it didn't help, it was too tight.

We arrived at a large wooden door. They opened it revealing a small dark room. After pushing me in and slamming the door, they forced my wrists upwards, and locked them in place. Then they turned and left without a word.

I was forced to stay in that position for what felt like weeks but found out after it was only 3 days. By the time they came and unlocked me, I was in pain. I couldn't stand, I couldn't think, I couldn't feel, my arms were covered in blood from my wrists, and I smelt like sweat and urine. I was numb. The guards that placed me in that horrible room were the same ones that released me from it.

They carried my broken body up the many flights of stairs to my room, where they gently placed me on the bed. In an instant my youngest brother was at my side, tending to my broken body. His face was the last thing I saw before I blacked out.

End Flashback

I learned my lesson that night, and I never tried escaping ever again. Now to see Mitchie's terrified eyes staring back at me, it broke my heart.

"What have you done to her? Please don't hurt her, take me instead, I'll gladly go in her place." I didn't turn when I felt a familiar hand on my shoulder.

"Don't Shane, please." He saw me go through it once, and he made me promise to never go back to that room again. But this was the girl I have waited my whole life to meet, and I loved her with every part of me.

"I'm sorry Mitchie." I cried. Tears flowed freely down my face. I stood from the chair and walked out of the room.

"Shane…" Her voice made me freeze on spot. She sounded so…broken.

I quickly turned back around to face the computer screen.

"Shut up!" A familiar voice screamed, but it didn't belong to Brown.

"Please don't hurt her. I'll do anything!" I regretted the words the moment I spoke them. Brown's lips curled upwards, and it sent shivers through my body.

"Anything?" he smirked. I nodded, mumbling a 'yes' when I realized he couldn't see me, just hear me.

"Okay Shane, you do the task I gave you earlier, and Mitchie will be free. After you done the task take a picture and send it to me via text, just so I'll have proof. You have 24 hours Shane Grey, then I gets to have some fun with your girlfriend." He walked over to Mitchie and grabbed her cheeks roughly in his large hand. "Yes, her spirit will be fun to break." With that the screen went black, and we were left looking at our reflections.

I quickly exit the room heading for the coat closet. I could hear Nate follow me.

"Where are you going?" Nate demanded.

I whirled around to come face to face with him, "You heard Brown, and if I ever want to see Mitchie again I have to do it. He gave me no other choice!"

"Shane, I'm sure there's a way to get around my father's orders." Peggy said quietly as she came to stand by Nate's side. "I'll help."

"No!" Both Nate and I shouted in unison causing Peggy to jump and cross her arms.

"Why not? I'm not a little girl anymore, I can protect myself." She argued.

"Doesn't matter, you're both not helping me. I have to do this alone." I didn't give them a chance to reply as I ran out the door. I knew they were chasing after me, and would keep following until they either gave up, or lost me.

It wasn't hard to find Mitchie's parents house. I parked the car in a path in the middle of the woods, away from eyes, but close enough to their house to watch them.

I still have no idea as to why I agreed to this. If I go though with this plan, Mitchie will hate me forever, and if I don't, I'll be killed by Brown or one of his henchmen. It was a lose - lose situation for me.

I waited in the woods behind the house. About an hour and a half later her parent's car pulled in the long driveway. I reached in my pocket to check if the weapon was still there; unfortunately it was. When they were in the safety of their home, I advanced on the house.

Plastering a fake smile on my face I knocked on the door. A short woman with brown hair opened it, and smiled.

"Hello ma'am, my name is Chad, and I am with the Smile Day foundation, would you take a few minutes to fill out a survey for me?" I said in a sweet voice, hoping she would fall for the bait. Thankfully, she did.

"Of course, come in please. Just come into the kitchen here, and have a seat." Like putty in my hands.

As soon as she turned her back, my hand went to my pocket and I pulled out the gun.

"You know, you're not suppose to invite strangers into your home." I smiled as she slowly turned around.

"What do you-oh my" her eyes widened as she stared at the gun and then my face.

"Kitchen, go." I pointed in the direction she was walking. Cautiously she turned and continued walking. When we reached the kitchen she ran into a man's arms, maybe her husbands, I was beyond caring at this point.

"Honey, what's – who are you?" The man asked in a shocked tone.

"I have a fully loaded gun" Lie. "in my hands, and you are asking me questions?" I laughed, emphasizing on 'you' and 'me'."

"Listen, I'm sorry, please don't hurt us. You can have anything you want; I promise we won't tell a sole!" He pleaded.

I quickly closed all the curtains in the kitchen, and turned back to Mitchie's parents who were shaking in fear.

I'm sorry! Two cloffhangers from different points of view, after waiting for this chapter for like ever, yeah I know, I'm evil!

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