(A.N) Well here's the update you've been waiting for! The plot is thickening and to be honest you'll be more fustrated to know whats next after this chapter! Anyways keep on reading, loads more to come and please keep reviewing.
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The Truth Hurts
Seth sat alone at the bar, his finger drifting silently across the rim of his martini glass.
He jumped as his cell began to buzz in his trouser pocket.
"Hello?"
"Seth, it me," Anna's voice drifted into his ear. "I'm so sorry to disturb you and Summer but there's something you need to know."
"Yeah, but I'm not with Summer, good old Bailey took care of that," he spat, taking a gulp.
"What? You're not with Summer?"
"Nope, she's with Bailey. I walked in on them kissing. Walked straight back out. Summer lied to me, she told me they were friends." Seth sighed.
"Seth! If Summer's with Bailey, alone, then we have huge problems," Anna cried.
Seth held his cell closer.
"Why, Anna what's wrong?" Anna breathed slowly.
"Seth, I was just watching the news and, well, it's Bailey. You were right, he's a criminal on the run from the British police." Seth nearly drooped the phone.
"W,What? W…W…Why?" Seth stammered. Anna sounded teary as she forced the words out.
"He, he conned some people out of loads of money and, and kept t,them hostage… Wh,when he f,found out t,the police were in,involved he ne,nearly killed them…"
Anna began to weep uncontrollably.
Seth couldn't breath. He felt like his heart had drooped out of his chest, taking his lungs with it. He felt numb to the core of his chest.
"Meet me at my house."
Seth threw down some money and sprinted out of the bar.
When he arrived at the house, 5minutes later, Anna was stood there, her cheeks stained with black mascara.
Seth leapt out of his car and ran to the house. It wasn't locked.
Anna followed him into the house and both couldn't believe their eyes.
It had been ransacked. The couches were overturned, the cushions ripped to shreds.
The glass coffee table was smashed and everything of value was gone- including Seth's laptop, Summer's antique shoe collection and the T.V.
Seth sank onto the floor as Anna ran through the rooms calling for Summer.
She wasn't there.
Seth held his head in his hands, his brain going a mile a minute. He jumped as Anna screamed from the kitchen.
Seth sprinted and found Anna curled in the corner clutching a ragged piece of paper.
The countertops had blood splattered on them and the floor was covered in the contents from the cupboards.
Anna handed Seth the paper.
SummEr Is wIth ME If yoU EVer WanT To See HeR alIVe agAIn anD NOt in a BodY BaG it wILl cOSt u
lOVe thE BRitiSH BUllDog
hAHahAHA
He dropped it and sank back onto the floor, the two sat in silence, unable to process the information.
Seth wanted to kill him, for taking Summer and hurting her, he would kill him with his bare hands.
Anna sniffled and pulled out her cell.
"I'm ringing your parents," she mumbled. Seth just stared angrily into the wrecked living room, his face turning scarlet.
Anna started to cry her eyes out again after briefly explaining the situation to Seth's parents.
She curled up in the corner. Seth was only sat half a metre from her but it might as well have been miles.
He'd never felt more alone in his life.
Summer's eye's flicked open.
She couldn't move her arms and legs because of the ropes binding her to a chair. A blindfold covered her eyes so she only saw darkness.
She tried to scream but no sound came out. She was gagged. Summer shivered as a hand ran up her back and neck.
The hand stroked her face and she felt like vomiting before her blindfold was removed.
There stood Bailey, the guy that she'd trusted and helped.
"Hello Summer, how are we?" He chuckled and held his hands to her face. She glared and looked away.
A cold damp basement was her prison. The walls were covered in grime and dirt and a foul stench floated in the air.
"Would you like me to explain the little predicament you've landed yourself in?" he asked, in a sickly sweet voice.
"Okay, you are my little hostage and I've left a note for your darling geek in shining armour. I'll shortly be calling with my demands and if he doesn't pay up then, its bye, bye Summer."
Bailey produced a small black handgun, he fingered it lovingly.
"So Summy, I guess its time to see if your boyfriend loves you as much as you do."
He turned on his heel and walked upstairs as a single tear ran down Summer's cheek.
Seth sat in the car, his head spinning.
Anna and him had just stopped off at his parents, Kirsten hurriedly searching for Bailey's address in the Newport Group's rent files.
Sandy was driving the car, not allowing his son for fear that he'd do something stupid.
Kirsten and Anna stared out of the window as a thick silence hung in the air.
Sandy had called the police, despite Seth begging him not to.
They arrived at Bailey's apartment, which had all the lights turned out. Seth jumped out of the car and headed for the door.
Sandy placed his hand around his shoulder.
"Son, that's not the way to do this, the cops will be here in a matter of minutes."
"Dad, that could be too late. He might kill her." Seth said, the quiver of fear obvious in his voice.
"I know its tough but, we have to," Sandy replied. Seth's eye's flashed in anger but he flinched as his cell rang.
The caller I.D. said that it was Summer.
"Hello?"
"Well hello Seth! I have your cute little girlfriend with me, we are having a blast!"
"If you hurt her, I swear I will kill you, now give it up," Seth spat.
"Oh, believe me I'm scared. Now the price to have this Calafornian rose by your side again will be 2 million by 6.00am tomorrow morning. If not, I'll simply shoot her in the head."
Bailey's chilling laugher travelled into Seth's ear.
Bailey, peeled back the tape over Summer's mouth and Seth heard her sobs in the background.
"Cheerio." The line went dead. Seth dropped the phone on the floor and walked to the door.
"Seth! Stop! Now!" Sandy yelled, holding him back.
"I'm sorry Dad, I can't just sit back and let this happen. Now let go of me. Let Go!"
Seth pushed his father away and proceeded to the door.
"Seth! No!" Anna screamed from behind.
But no one could stop him.
He was already gone.
