A/N: Hey guys, once again! Ok, still totally bummed, I still can't read any of your reviews!!! Anywhoo, I've tried to upload this chapter in a different way so if you could still review for this chapter and see if it will work... *Fingers crossed everyone*

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Chapter Nine: No one.

"Are you Caitlyn Gellar?"

"Yes." Mitchie uttered.

What the hell are you saying? Mitchie screamed at herself, as she watched Alex's eyes light up with a disturbed pleasure. His attractive smile turning upwards into a chilling, malicious grin.

"I thought so." He said under his breath, his gravely voice still attractive but now laced with a hideous and frightening undertone. Mitchie opened her mouth to speak, her tongue refusing to move as her mind was swamped with so many things.

Firstly, this was plan was ridiculous, dangerous and down right stupid.

Secondly, all he had to do was go up to Caitlyn's apartment and he would realise she was in fact, not Caitlyn Gellar at all. And he would have the real Caitlyn and Julie. She couldn't let that happen.

"H-hold on, I've got a phone call." Mitchie stammered, turning her stutter into a cough as she held a hand up to Alex, pulling her phone from her pocket and taking the imaginary phone call.

"Hi." She said cheerily into the phone, smiling up at the patiently awaiting Alex.

What the hell are you doing? She thought as she bit her lip, her leg twitching nervously beneath her.

"No, just stay in the motel, ok, it's safer." Mitchie said into the phone, her heart beating so furiously she was sure he would be able to hear it. She could see Alex narrowing his eyes, staring intently at every movement she made.

She had to be more realistic if she was to convince him.

Why was she trying to convince him? What the hell was she doing?

Mitchie gave him a small smile before turning her back on him slightly as she whispered into the phone, making sure it was just loud enough for him to hear.

"No, listen, I'm your sister and you will do as I say. Now goodbye, Julie." Mitchie hung up the phone, her hand quivering dramatically as she placed the phone back into her pocket, too terrified to turn around, too terrified to face him. After a few moments she took a deep breath, placing a heart-warming and hopefully convincing smile upon her face before she whisked around.

"Sorry, you can't choose your family." Mitchie said with a forced laugh. "You said you know me?" She said, her voice a little higher than it should be.

"Yeah…" Alex said with a blinding smile, leaning a little lower to whisper huskily into her ear. "I know your sister." Mitchie took a step back immediately, watching as Alex laughed.

What was she supposed to do in this situation?

She wanted him to think Julie was her sister.

But she had to make it look like Julie wasn't her sister so that it was believable.

Mitchie felt her heart leap into her throat as she tried to work out what to do, this situation was far too complicated for her.

What would Caitlyn do?

With a lot of effort Mitchie managed to get a smile to grace her lips. "I don't have a sister." She said shaking her head. "You must be thinking of another Caitlyn Gellar." She told him, watching as he through his head back and laughed.

"Oh, Caitlyn, Caitlyn, Caitlyn." He chuckled as he circled Mitchie, stopping right behind her. "You can't backtrack now, I heard you on the phone." Alex whispered into her ear, his lips a little too close for Mitchie's liking, she shuddered. "I'm afraid you slipped up, my dear." He cooed, letting a hand graze over her shoulder. "Now, you're going to tell me where your sister is staying, and everything will be just fine." He whispered, false politeness dripping from his words.

"I…I don't have a sis-"

"Cut the bullshit, Caitlyn." He snapped, gaining looks from passers by, but he merely smiled at them. "Tell me where your sister is."

"No." Mitchie said bravely, locking away the fear that grew within her.

"Oh, big mistake." He chuckled, letting his hand graze down onto her waist.

"Y-you can't hurt me, we're in public. And I'm not exactly going to go anywhere with you." Mitchie retorted, gaining a gust of confidence as she thought of this fact.

"Not without a little persuasion, no." Alex jeered. Mitchie gasped as she felt something sharp press lightly into her back, it didn't hurt, it didn't cut her, but she knew what would happen if she didn't oblige. "Just stay calm, and walk forwards." Alex whispered into her ear as he tightened his grip on her waist.

Mitchie had to concede, after all, this was what she wanted. To get Alex away from Caitlyn and Julie. But she couldn't help the terror the flooded through her as he led her through the crowds; the knife still pressed against her back.

"Get in the car." Alex ordered smoothly as he pushed her towards a black vehicle, Mitchie quickly noting the blacked out windows. She refrained a gasped as he growled warningly into her ear. "Don't make me hurt you." He snarled, before she hesitantly pulled open the car door and clambered into the back seat, Alex smiling at her. "This is the beginning of your worst nightmare." He grinned before slamming the door in her face.

"Shane…Shane…..SHANE!" Ruby screeched as she snapped her fingers in front of Shane's face.

"What!" He hissed, looking at the blonde who was kneeling upon the sofa next to him.

"Pay me some attention." She whined, brushing a strand of hair from his face. Shane glared at her before slapping her manicured hand away, shaking his head as she squeaked in disapproval and crossed her arms tightly over her chest.

"Ruby, what are you even doing here?" He groaned, taking a breath a telling himself to calm down.

"You're my boyfriend remember, I have to be seen coming to your house every now and again." She told him matter of factly.

"Well you came, you were seen so can you leave now?" Shane prompted, Ruby merely giggled, a giggle that made his toes curl and his body erupt with goosebumps.

"No silly, I can't just leave, I have to let them think we're busy doing stuff." Ruby cooed, smirking. Shane closed his eyes in disgust as he listened to the seductive emphasis she added to the word 'stuff'.

"Well you can at least sit in the corner, shut up and stop being so god damn annoying." Shane spat at her, refusing to look at her face.

"Oh my." Ruby said, planting a hand upon her chest and feigning mock hurt. "Someone's got their panties in a twist." Ruby cackled, Shane merely grunted in reply. "It's Mitchie isn't it?" She added a hint of pure hatred mingled with her words.

"No." He snapped back.

But it was of course a lie.

Shane had been unable to stop Mitchie from swamping his thoughts ever since her arrival earlier that day. She had been tiered, thin, frazzled yet beautiful. And then she had collapsed, right in front of him.

Shane bit his lip as fear bubbled up within him. There was definitely something wrong with her, that he couldn't deny. But what exactly was wrong with her? Was she really doing it to herself.

"She's hurting herself."

Shane ran a hand over his face as he felt tears prickle his eyes. What had Caitlyn meant by that, actual self-harm? Shane winced as an image of Mitchie cutting herself entered his mind. He shuddered as a nauseous feeling spread through his body.

That couldn't be what she was doing, could it?

She wasn't the type. She was always so happy and full of life. Her eyes alight with the joys of the world, her laugh contagious and addicting. She wasn't the type to self-harm.

But, Shane remembered, he had also thought that she had loved him, and he had turned out to be wrong, painfully so.

He had to do something….

"Oh, did you see the other pictures?" Ruby asked, trying her best to look sympathetically at Shane, who was instantly dragged from his own thoughts.

"W-what other pictures." He stammered, his stomach turning to lead.

"The pictures of Mitchie and her new beau looking at engagement rings?" Ruby informed blankly. Shane's mouth fell open and he couldn't stop himself from turning and looking at the blonde, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"No..." Was all he could murmur, his mouth dry. "You're….you're lying." He accused, hoping that saying it would suddenly make it true.

"I'm not, they were in a magazine. It's in my bag if you want it." Ruby told him, reaching down to grab her bag.

"No…" He murmured again, missing Ruby's sigh of relief. "I don't want to see them." He whispered. He wanted to shout, he wanted to scream, he wanted to run to Mitchie's house, break down her door and engulf her in a passionate kiss. He could tell her he loved her, beg her to take him back and beg for her not to marry some guy. But instead he rose wearily from his seat and disappeared into his bedroom, the broken shards of his heart being crushed into dust.

Mitchie couldn't help but picture Shane's face as she felt the car swerve, dragging her to her own personal nightmare. Alex hadn't said a word since he had forced her into the car, merely smiled at her every once in a while, a smile that made her whole body tremble and bile rise from her stomach.

Shane had been an amazing comfort for her as the car wove hastily around the traffic. She had successfully managed to block out the last few weeks, remembering only the joyous moments of their relationship. Every date, every touch, every kiss, every declaration of love. Mitchie felt tears well in her eyes at the memories. That had been so happy, why did everything have to go so wrong?

There was no chance of fixing anything now, her life was rapidly spinning out of control and there was no way of stopping it.

Her wrist still throbbed from her own stupidity, her relationship was ruined due to her lack of backbone and now she was stuck in the car with an extremely violent man who didn't know her true identity.

How would she get out of this?

Would she even make it out alive?

Mitchie gasped as the car screeched to a stop and she jolted forward, her seat belt constricting her chest.

"Don't move." Alex growled at her before he exited the car and then wrenched her door open, appearing at her side, the knife suddenly at her stomach. "Out you get, and no funny business." He warned her with an amused look on his face.

'What exactly am I going to do when he's got a knife pointed at me?' Mitchie thought to herself bitterly as she shuffled from the car. Alex wrapped an arm around her, shielding the knife from view, but making sure Mitchie could feel it.

"Wh-where are you taking me?" She finally choked out as he pushed her around the corner, a sickingly loving smile upon his face.

"To my hotel room." He replied blankly as he steered her towards a building. Mitchie looked up at him in horror, more tears welling in her eyes.

"Oh, don't flatter yourself." Alex scolded her as he pulled her through the doors of the building and began to lead her up a flight of stairs. "Not that I wouldn't rule it out. You never know what this might lead to." Alex muttered seductively into her ear, making sure his lips grazed across her lobe, Mitchie quivered.

"Get in there." Alex commanded as he unlocked a hotel door and viciously shoved Mitchie onto all fours. "Stand up, you idiot." Alex ordered as he pulled her to her feet by her shirt. "Actually…" He started, stroking his stubble dominated chin as he pretend to contemplate something. "Sit down, and don't move." He added, shoving her back on to the floor with a thud.

Mitchie tried to remain silent as she fell to the floor, determined not to give him the satisfaction of hurting her as he treated her like a rag doll. She bit back her tears as she pulled her knees into her chest, hugging them tightly as Alex dragged a chair in front of her, straddling it backwards.

"Now, Caitlyn." He started calmly, crossing his arms and leaning them against the top of the chair. "Are you going to tell me where Julie is?" He questioned.

"No." Mitchie said confidently. Alex laughed a little as he looked up towards the ceiling.

"Wrong answer." He growled as he leant forward and slapped her harshly across the cheek. She grunted slightly, her head swept to the side as her cheek began to throb.

"We'll try again, are you going to tell me where Julie is." He asked again. Mitchie looked back up at him, blowing the hair from her face and narrowing her eyes hatefully.

"No." She repeated, Alex shook his head.

"Caitlyn, you're not playng the game properly." Alex grinned at her. "Let's go over the rules again. I ask you a question, you answer....correctly! If you don't you will get hurt! Now is that so hard?"

"No, it's not hard, I'm just choosing to take the punishment." Mitchie replied, forcing back her stammer of horror. Why was she pushing him?

"Oh right." He chuckled. "Enough punishments results in your death. Did I forget to mention that? " He grinned, raising his eyebrows. "Now, tell me where Julie is staying." He said, his voice growing in anger. Mitchie took a deep breath, locking her eyes defiantly with his own.

"No." She said once again, her voice strong and not portraying the fear the soared through every inch of her shivering body.

"You little bitch." He cursed at her, slapping her once again in the same place.

"Bite me." Mitchie retorted, Alex merely smiled.

"Don't tempt me." He warned, as Mitchie refrained from gagging.

"I'm not going to tell you." She finally told him. Alex smiled again. "You might as well give up, or just kill me right now. I will never sell out my sister." Mitchie told him angrily, knowing now that she would rather she died than Caitlyn, or her sister.

"It really doesn't matter, I mean, she'll come for you. I'll leave her to sweat for a day or so…" He told Mitchie as he leant closer to her. "Then I'll give your sister a little call, leave a nice message letting her know I have you." Alex laughed. "I know Julie, and I know she won't let her sister suffer for her." Alex cooed as he stroked Mitchie's hair. "It's only a matter of time."

Mitchie sighed as she leant away from Alex's sickening touch, knowing just how wrong he truly was. Julie wouldn't take the phone call seriously, after all, Caitlyn would be safe and with her. No one would realise she was gone, no one would miss her and of course, no one would bother to come for her.

No one at all.

A/n: Dun Dun duuuuh. Gosh, I don't know what is wrong with me, I'm literally obsessed with cliffhangers!!! Obsessed. But you do all love the drama!! :D

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