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No One Could Understand Us – Chapter 25 (Andre)

We've been everywhere…

The Sanchez residence, the back roads, Cat's school, other babysitting places she worked at, and Rosa's house…no one has seen her.

"Beck." My voice cracks when we're talking up back to the trailer park. We're praying she's back home. "Where is she?"

Beck takes my hand and kisses it, but he's exhausted. It's sunrise and we both haven't slept, nor have we been home. About an hour after Cat was supposed to be home, we were on the move. We went everywhere…and she's nowhere. "We can't give up. We got to keep trying. She's here…somewhere and we can't give up. She could be back home for all we know." He takes her cell phone out of his pocket that she had forgotten in Mr. Sanchez's car…after he said he tried to have his way with her.

Yes, we did break his nose and make sure his balls couldn't erect ever again.

"True." I gulp, trying to have hope. "She has no way to call us, so maybe. You never know."

God…please…let her be home.

When we enter the trailer, I don't hear her, smell her, or see her. Before I can break down, Beck gasps. He rushes over to the pillow of our bed and picks up the envelope. It has my name on it. "Let me see it." I grab it from him and rip it open. He sits on the bed, rocking back and forth. Bear, Cat's puppy, jumps on his lap. It's like the pup knows Cat's in danger, since he curls up to Beck. It kills me to see my boyfriend so helpless and depressed. I can't blame him though. Our girlfriend is missing…she's missing and she could be tortured for all we know. When I open the letter, it has a photo inside. My heart freezes. "NO!" I scream out, making Beck jump.

It's a picture of our sweet princess.

She's in a chair with her wrists behind her, probably tied up. Her ankles are tied together and there's a gag in her mouth, along with a rag to keep her mouth unable to talk. Her head is down…she's unconscious. I hand it over to Beck, who has the same reaction as me. Do I want to read this letter? I have to, I guess. This letter is the only way I can find my precious girl…our angel, who we adore more than anything in the world.

You'll be sorry for being gay and embarrassing me, you bastard son of mine.

Now your girlfriend will be tortured until I get your boyfriend as well to torture him.

And then I'll make you watch as I set their bodies on fire.

And you can't stop me.

Say goodbye to Beck and Cat.

I let my tears fall as I hand Beck the letter, who's still speechless. "It's my dad's handwriting." My voice cracks as I look away to the wall, where a picture of us at the beach for our one week anniversary. "He has our baby girl. He wants to get you. He's going to kill me by killing you." My fists clench as my sadness is traded with pure hatred and anger. I'm going to kill him. "I'm going to find him."

Beck stood up, with Bear in his arms. "I'm going with you!"

"No." I shake my head. "Stay here where you're safe."

"I want to find Cat too!" He pleads. Isn't he usually the one in charge? "She's everything to me, just like you are! Andre, I can't just sit here while he's hurting her! I CAN'T! Please, let me come!"

"NO!" I snap, breathing heavily. "I won't risk losing you! I have to rescue Cat on my own! If he gets you, he's going to kill you both! So stay where it's safe!"

Beck's lip trembles. "Andre…please…let me come."

I lean up to him, kissing his lips passionately before I force myself to let go. I wrap my arms around him as he cries into my chest. "I love you, Beck."

Beck sobs. "I love you too!"

I lean away and try to wipe his tears away, but only more comes out. "I'll bring her back." I say as I pat Bear's head.

He looks defeated. "Okay…fine, okay. Please bring her back. Please."

"I swear on my life." I kiss his lips again before taking out my phone. I dial my dad's cell phone number.

I hear his voice answer. "Hello?" He doesn't recognize the number, since we had to get new phones.

"Where is she?" I growl into the phone.

"Come to the lake." He chuckled. "When you get here, she may want to go for a swim. She's scared. She says she doesn't know how to swim. That's going to be hard when she's tied up."

"I'm going to fucking kill you." I growl again.

"Before you do, you're going to watch your girlfriend die." And the line went dead.

I look to Beck, who was in tears still. "Scratch what I said. I'm going to need your help."