Hey everyone! So so sorry it took so long for me to update. I don't have any small ideas for this story, just one big one and I don't know how to get there. But here we go anyway…

I don't own anything twilight. Duh.

BPOV

We walked out on stage as the crowd cheered. I was still a little shaken up by that text message. But I let it go, for now. We effortlessly preformed the first 2 songs and then it was time for the video. James came out on stage and quickly hugged me. Then we introduced it together.

"As many of you know, James and I wrote a song together. And about a month ago, we also shot a video." I said.

"And, it just got finished editing, so you are the first audience to see it." James added. The crowd cheered.

"So, here it is. We hope you like it." James said, as the lights darkened around us. I couldn't help but get the feeling I was being watched. I turned to my left where I felt the eyes on me. There, in the corner of the audience, away from everyone else, was a tall man wearing all black. He was staring at me. When he noticed that I had seen him, he smiled at me. But it wasn't a friendly smile; it was smirk almost, like a triumphant smile, like he was waiting for me to see him. It sent shivers down my spine.

I turned my attention back to the video, which was almost done. The last scene of me and James on the beach faded out, and the lights went back up. James looked at me and smiled, but it faltered when he noticed my expression. He ignored the screaming crowd and leaned in to my ear.

"Bella. Are you okay? You don't look so good." He whispered to me. I couldn't move; that man's face wouldn't leave my mind. I shook my head slowly. He nodded once and turned around to face the band. He said something to them then started bringing me offstage. I noticed as we were leaving, the man was too.

I was dragged offstage by James, and the band started another song, with Leah singing. Kate came rushing over to me.

"Bell, what's wrong honey?" She asked me, hugging me.

I couldn't tell them. "Nothing." I lied. "I don't feel great." That was part true. "I need to go get something in my dressing room." I need to get out of here. I pulled away from her and walked down the hallway to my dressing room.

All the lights were still on and everything seemed normal. Except my cell phone on my bag. I never left it out like that. I walked over to it and saw that I had one new message. Figuring it was a late 'good luck' from Edward. I flipped my phone open. It was not from Edward, and it didn't say good luck. It was from a restricted number. I read the message and started shaking.

If you're reading this, then you already walked into my trap. See you soon, my pet.

What? What is this person talking about? All I knew was that I needed to get back around people, I felt safer. I stuffed my phone in my pocket and turned to the door.

My scream got stuck in my throat as I saw the man in all black leaning against the doorframe, with a smile on his face.

"Hello, Bella dear." He said as he walked into the room. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't scream. I was scared. No, I was petrified. This couldn't be happening.

He was now right in front of me. I am dreaming, I am dreaming, I thought to myself. Just a dream, just a dream, just a dream… I kept chanting in my head. Just a…

But that stopped when his hand touched my face. I snapped, and screamed. Two more people came rushing in the room. They each grabbed both my arms and the first guys hand covered my mouth. I was thrashing and struggling against them.

"I guess we are going to have to do this the hard way." The first one said. He pulled something out of his pocket. It looked like a syringe. He pointed it at me, and then stuck it in my arm. Then last thing I heard him say was "I gotta leave the message, take her to the truck" before everything faded to blackness.

EPOV

They were doing great, and just about to show Bella and James' video. I remember when I was there when they were shooting it. I was so jealous of James. I thought Bella liked him. But then I figured out she didn't. That night was the best night of my life. So far.

The video came on, and I watched it, well most of it. Actually I looked at Bella. She was staring off the side of the stage. I tried to see what she was looking at but didn't find anything. It looked like darkness. The video ended and the lights on stage went back on. James turned to look at Bella, but then he got a weird look on his face and leaned in to whisper something to her. She nodded her head slightly. Then he said something to the band and dragged her offstage. What was going on?

"So, there is a small change in schedule, we will now be performing a new song we wrote, called Lovers." Leah said, as the band started playing, then she started singing. What was wrong with Bella? Is she okay? I needed to know. She didn't look good when she left the stage. She looked shocked, and sick and afraid. I told my family I would be right back, and quickly took the easy way backstage Bella showed me earlier. I was nearing Kate on the left side of the stage.

I ran up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. He turned to me.

"What's wrong? Is she okay?"I asked frantic.

"Calm, down Edward. She just needed to get something from her dressing room-" just as her sentence finished, there was a horrifying scream from down the hall. Bella's scream. I froze.

So did everyone else backstage that heard it, and I was pretty sure the band did too because their music faltered. Within seconds, James, Kate and I took off running down the hall. We reached Bella's dressing room. The door was closed. James pushed it open. The sight inside both confused me and scared me.

The room was lit up, the rug was all messed around and a chair was knocked over. It looked like a fight went on. But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that there was a syringe on the ground, empty.

Kate gasped, and I fell to my knees picking it up. James ran out of the room to get security.

I was still on the ground when I heard Kate's sharp intake of breath. I looked up to see here holding a notebook. Bella's song notebook.

She held it out to me. "Open it." She said.

I took it and opened the cover. There, on the first page were the words that made my world come crashing down.

You are all too late if you are reading this. too bad no one found out our little secret sooner. From the elevator, to the text messages and following her around, we were sure she would tell some one. Well, I guess she didn't, she listened to us. But of course one would when all loved ones were in danger. Sorry to the ones she lost, but she is ours now. We have her. Yes. I am telling you now. We kidnapped Isabella Swan.

I briefly heard the sounds of more people coming into the room, but nothing registered, nothing mattered now that she was gone.

AN There you go people! I think its pretty good. Please please review!