(Poppy's POV)
As I sat in the living room, none of it seemed real. It couldn't be true...I didn't even want to think about what he could be doing to her. As I listened to everyone talking in a circle around the coffee table my phone began to ring. The screen flashed up 'Em' with a picture of me and her smiling. I knew what this was...The randsom call. Fear ran down my spine like a block of ice, I held my breathe and my body went rigid.
"Hey hun" I answered trying to act normal "Yeah, yeah just give me a minute to go somewhere quiet"
I left the room going into the pool room and sitting down.
"Okay I'm alone"
"Good. Now I've got Emily here and she's not as playful as you..." The husky voice came from the other end of the phone
"Don't hurt her! Please! Please!" I begged "I'll do anything..."
He chuckled gently, it was taunting and sent another shiver down my spine.
"What do you want?" I asked, the fear clear in my voice
"You. You're the reason I left, I spent some time in rehab was going to sort myself out but you couldn't keep your mouth shut could you? Now because of you I've lost Sam...The only person that trusted me and believed me...and loved me. And I'm going to make you pay"
At that moment there was no doubt in my mind at what he had in store and I doubted if I'd ever see Rachel or Lara or Em again...But as long as Em was safe.
"So if I meet you...You'll let Em go?"
"Yes"
"You promise no harm will come to her?" I asked
"Cross my heart" He taunted
"Where?" I asked
"Off the old bulgreen road there's a track, running up the side of a wood...Follow the track and you'll find a burnt out red van"
Then the phone went dead.
I waited until about 10:30pm, Rachel was in bed asleep and everyone else had gone. I rifled through my sock drawer until I found the gun I'd hidden there ages ago and slid it in the back of my shorts, then I went downstairs as quietly as I could and took two kitchen knives from the holder, one was big and the other was a small one. Both hid easily down the side of each leg of my shorts. I knew there was a good chance that I wouldn't make it out of there alive but I wasn't going down without a fight.
I followed the directions exactly until I reached the start of the track, there I stopped and pulled out my phone and began typing if this was the last thing that Rachel heard from me, I had to say goodbye.
I'm sorry but its me he wants, he's gonna let Em go. Look after her please...Can you tell Lara I said goodbye? I love you. XxxxxxxxxxxxX
(Emily's POV)
I couldn't distinguish much of my surroundings, I had a blindfold on and I was in the back of a van and then the next minute I heard Poppy's voice.
"We had a deal, let her go..." She said then
The blind fold was pulled off and I was pushed out the van, Poppy bent over me checking I was okay, but she pushed something under my body because she was dragged away. I heard a thud and then brakes screeching as the van sped off. I rolled off the item, to see there was two things. Poppy's phone and a little knife...I picked up the knife and used it to work away at the plastic until I could snap it.
I couldn't find a signal so I walked for a bit, eventually I knew where I was. Not far from Poppy's house...If I could just make it there. I made it there eventually but I was like a zombie. I banged on the door loudly and waited. I'd been gone what? Somewhere around 30 hours, I'd had no food or water and the place had been scorching. He'd never laid a finger on me but only because he needed Poppy but the last day give or take had been torture.
There was the sound of locks turning and then the door opened, Rachel stood there in a vest top and cotton pyjama trousers. Her silk dressing gown hanging loosely on her shoulders. I was so warm and dizzy and my mouth was so dry I wasn't sure I'd be able to speak.
"Emily?" She said
I couldn't answer her, suddenly everything around me was spinning and I couldn't stop it, after that everything just went black...
(Rachel's POV)
Emily stood there silently before just falling, luckily I caught her before she hit the ground, I took her inside and put her on the couch and called an ambulance, then Kim and went into the kitchen grabbing some fresh clothes from the basket and changing as fast as I could. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and went back into the living room.
"Emily? Can you hear me sweetheart?" I asked shaking her a little
I sat her up and poured some water into her mouth, she came round a bit and moved her lips. I poured more water into her mouth helping her to drink.
"That's it good girl" I encouraged "Em, are you hurt?"
"No" she grumbled "Just need to go to sleep"
"No don't fall asleep okay? Come on have some more water...Keep talking to me"
I made her drink some more of the water and with each sip she became more alert as to what was happening around her...