A/N: hii guyss!!! omg i didn't even realize i haven't updated since June...i am so sorry about that! so here's the next chapter...enjoy : )
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Taby stirred as she slowly opened her eyes and rolled over on to her back. She had fall asleep about an hour after Chris left. Obviously before she fell asleep she tried to escape. After struggling for that hour, she gave up and then found herself passing out. Of course it wasn't a full one hour because it was very hard to sleep with duct tape across her mouth and her hands all tied up. She was so tired. She hadn't slept since Chris kidnapped her. She forced herself to sit up. She was still tired and hungry. Boy was she hungry! She had no idea what time it was but she was pretty sure it was really late as she looked out the window and saw that it was dark out. She had been here for seven days already but it felt like seven lifetimes to her. She couldn't even imagine what else Chris was going to do to her. He finally had her and she was sure he was going to make her suffer. She wondered about John and what he was doing? Was he out there looking for her? Did he even care? What if Chris had killed him already? All these thoughts just floated around her head and she tried to ignore them; which was impossible by the way. She then wondered where Chris was. He was probably thinking of some devious plan of ways to punish her.
Speak of the devil, and the devil appears. Chris walked in, his body drenched with blood. Taby stared back at him with fear in her eyes wondering what the hell he had been doing.
"Well that was easy." Chris replied cockily.
He stared at Taby and then he looked down at his shirt. "Oh you're probably wondering what this is all about." He said as he pointed to his blood stained t-shirt.
He went over and kneeled down next to her. He brought his face close to hers as Taby turned her cheek way from him. He turned her face with his hand so now she was facing him.
"Now this might sting a little." With one quick pull Chris ripped the tape off of Taby's mouth. For Taby it felt so nice to not have that damn thing stuck to her lips.
"Now as I was saying, you're probably wondering what was I doing tonight."
"I don't care what the fuck you do!" She spat.
Chris laughed. "Trust me sweetheart, you care; well at least about my last victim."
"What are you talking about?" She asked confused
Chris went over to Taby and leaned in as close to her as possible and he whispered into her ear. "I killed John."
Taby's eyes widened and she backed away from him. "No, no, no." She sobbed quietly.
"Yes, yes yes." He answered
"Noooo!!!! No, no, no!!!! You didn't Chris!!!" She shouted. She was now crying hysterically
"It was so fun watching him beg for his life." He smirked sadistically. "God, I love my job!" He grinned devilishly.
"You're lying!!!" She shouted as tears streamed down her face.
"Am I? You see this?" Chris pointed to the blood stain on his shirt. "All John's."
"No!!! No!!! No!!! You fucking bastard!!!" Taby didn't want to believe it. Chris killed John. He killed him! Now there was no hope at all!
"You better believe it, because John is dead...dead." He repeated
"You asshole!" She cried out "No, no, why, why, why? Why Chris? Why?" She sniffed
Chris knelt back down next to her and forcefully grabbed a chunk of her hair causing Taby to slighly wince in pain. "Now you listen up you little bitch. You're only alive solely for my entertainment purposes. You see, I like to hear you scream and I love to see you beg for your life." He reached over to her neck and placed forceful kisses on it as Taby struggled to move away.
"Please just kill me, just kill me." She whimpered.
"Now where's the fun in that?" He smirked and then he stood up and made his way out the room.
Chris laughed to himself happy that Taby actually believed him. Truth was he didn't kill John...well not yet at least. He only said that to Taby so he can continue making her life hell and it was working. She was a mess and that's just how he liked it.
Randy was outside sitting on a nearby bench when John approached him.
"Hey man."
"Hi." Randy answered
"Dude you ok?" John asked
Randy looked over at John. "I'm just really worried about Tabs right now."
"Me too man, me too." John couldn't even think about Taby without crying. He tried so hard to stay strong but it was hard as hell for him.
"It's been a week already and we have no clue where the hell she is or if she's even ali..."
"Don't say it." John winced. "She's fine; ok? She's alive and we're gonna get her back."
"John man, you gotta face reality and the possibility that Taby could be de..."
"Damn it Randy don't say it!" John put his head down and put his head in his hands.
"I'm really sorry John." Randy felt horrible. What could he possibly do or say to make his best friend feel better. He knew if something like this were to happen to Becca he'd go ballistic.
"I'm gonna call that stupid ass cop one more time to see if he has any leads."
"John it's like after two; maybe you should call when he's awake."
"He'll wake up when I call him."
Randy chuckled. "Aight man; I'm pretty sure he's gonna regret he ever gave you the number to his personal line."
"Hello?" A groggy voice answered
"Yo cop; you up?"
"Huh? What?"
"Yo I need to talk to you."
"Who is this?" The tired voice croaked
"It's John, John Cena."
Joe Knight sat up and put on the lamp that was on his bedside dresser. "John it's almost three a.m. what the hell do you want?!"
"I wanna know what the 411 is on Tabatha Kahlon."
"John I already told you, when I know something you'll be the first person I tell. So far we have nothing."
"Maybe that's because your dumb ass is sleeping when you should be doing your job."
"Right; so cops can never sleep. Listen you beefed up moron I am going back to bed and if you call again I will arrest you for disturbing the peace."
"What the?! You can't do that."
"Try me."
"Good bye Jo..."
"Wait, one more question."
"What?" Joe asked impatiently
"You guys can track down cell phones and shit like that right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Well I called Taby a few days ago Chris answered. I was thinking maybe you can track down the phone or something."
"What the hell John?!"
"What?"
"Why didn't you tell me this before? That's a pretty important detail!"
"I'm sorry I was so freaked out I guess I forgot."
"Listen, come down the station at two p.m and we'll find the location of that cell phone."
"Two pm? Why can't you do it now?"
"Because John I don't have the equipment ok? Now good bye."
Screw that, John was not going to wait until later. He figured he could find something online to help him. He went over to his laptop and flipped it open. He didn't realize how long that stupid thing took to start up. Finally with windows opened he clicked on the Internet Explorer icon and he googled tracking down cell phones. He clicked on the first result and bingo!
Taby was sitting down with her back against the wall and her knees up against her chest. She was shivering and tears were streaming down her eyes. Chris had came by again and he untied her but what was the point? She still couldn't go anywhere. She was shaken up by the news Chris announced earlier; that he killed John. She was hoping this was all just a bad dream and she'd wake up eventually.
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