A/N: Agh! Oh my gosh, I've broken four hundred reviews!!! Four hundred!! That is completely insane!!! I can't believe how many of you love this story, I just can't get over the response I've gotten for it! I am so completely and utterly grateful for all of the support!! Thankyou so much!!!
Oh, on another note, a couple of you said about Shane calling Mitchie, 'Mitchie' in the last chapter. It was intentional as they were whispering to each other whilst Alex was checking Nate for weapons, so he was unable to hear them. Sorry if that was unclear.
Warning for swearing once again...But please enjoy. :)
All Just A Lie.
Chapter Sixteen: Truth.
"Who the hell are you?" Alex grunted, wrenching Shane's head back a little further as he turned to face the nervously shaking girl who had appeared from the safety of the shadows.
Mitchie's eyes widened as her mind caught up with her, her eyes adjusting to the strange, dim lighting, her thumping head unable to fully comprehend the new turn of events. She blinked furiously a few times, attempting to shake off the dizzy fog that descended over her, her site fading slightly as more pain splintered through her head.
What is she doing?
Mitchie began to scream in her mind, her whole body rushing into fits of panic as Caitlyn stood at the end of the room, raising her head a little as she stared at Alex. Everything seemed to slow down as Caitlyn opened her mouth to reply to Alex's shout's, her own eyes flittering around the room as she studied the men that surrounded her, and the deadly weapons that they clutched onto.
She couldn't let her do this.
After everything Mitchie had been through, all of the lies and the beatings. She had done it all to save her best friend, and now Caitlyn was going to ruin it all, with just one sentance, one simple sentance that would bring death upon her and perhaps even her younger sister.
"No one, she's no one. A friend…yeah she's a friend." Mitchie stammered, gaining attention from everyone in the room. Alex turned back to her, his eyes darkening and his jaw clenching, clearly fed up with the constant interruptions. He turned back to Caitlyn, his eyes narrowing as he studied her shivering form.
"What's your name?" He questioned.
"Lucy….her names Lucy." Mitchie blurted out quickly. Alex puffed out a large breath as he closed his eyes, his annoyance rising.
"Shut up already! Why are you always talking?" Alex shouted, moving his jaw from side to side. "One more word and I'll cut out your tongue." He warned, Shane stiffening at the caution before elbowing him sharply in the side, Alex cursed doubling over minutly before he recomposed himself. "Now, now, I'm stronger than you and I have a gun, do you really want to risk it?" He questioned cockily to Shane who grunted slightly.
"I will kill you." Shane retorted, gaining a loud laugh from Alex, his minions following suit before he silenced them with a glare.
"And why's that?" Alex asked mockingly, forcing contemplation. "Because I hurt you're wittle friend?" Alex laughed with a baby voice, watching amused as Shane's eyes darkened. "It could be a lot worse....Now, Lucy is it?" Alex turned to Caitlyn, is voice dripping with a chilling politness, Caitlyn stared at him, shaking her head as tears threatened to fall.
"No, it's not." She started, the heavy weight of guilt suddnely being lifted from her chest, only to be replaced by an unhealthy amount of fear.
"Yes! Yes it is, Lucy!" Mitchie cried, her voice strained with desperation.
"No! This has already gone too far." Caitlyn suddenly shouted, taking a few confident steps closer to the group. "I'm not just a 'friend'." Caitlyn started, her voice breaking as she paused, bracing herself for the aftermath of the words that danced over her tongue, preparing to enter the atmosphere.
"Well spit it out then…who are you?" Alex snarled, his anger being transferred to Shane as he continued to struggle against Alex's grip, a low grunt escaping his lips as the gun was pushed harder into his exposed throat.
"I'm…." She stopped again, attempting to shake off her fear as she licked over her lips once, her eyes flickered across to Nate who shook his head at her, his eyes wide and silently pleading with her to stop what she was doing. But she knew she had to, and as her eyes fell upon the weapon that dangled dauntingly close to Nate she spoke. "I'm Caitlyn Gellar."
Mitchie let her head drop as the words fell against her ears.
Nate winced as the words entered the air, unable to be taken back.
Alex froze, his expression unreadable as he studied Caitlyn.
"You…you can't be." He spat out, letting his eyes switch between Caitlyn and Mitchie. "Shes…Caitlyn." He said slowly.
"No…I'm Caitlyn." She sighed, curling her fingers around themselves as she willed herself not to cry, now was not the time to be weak. Alex's eyes seemed to widen slightly as he looked at the golden haired girl, perhaps it was just the lighting, or perhaps he recognised the resemblance, unfortunately for all involved, it was the latter.
"What the fuck is going on here!?" Alex bellowed, his face brandishing a slight crimson tinge as his fury reached unimaginable levels. "Who the fuck are you?" He screamed as he span round, dragging Shane with him, to face Mitchie who paled instantly.
"She's my friend." Caitlyn interrupted as Mitchie sat silent, gulping as she stiffened, speechless under Alex's screams of wrath.
"So you're Caitlyn?" Alex queried, turning back to face her, Shane grunting once more as he was wrenched around by his hair.
"Yes." She whispered hesitantly, Alex stared at her, his eyes boring into very inch of her body.
"For fucks sake! You have got to be kidding me." Alex cursed, shaking his head at his own ignorance. "Oliver…check her." He ordered absentmindedly as he kept his eyes on Caitlyn who shuddered a little as Oliver smirked at her, his footsteps growing closer until he stopped in front of her.
"How are you, sweet cheeks?" Oliver cooed, placing his hands on her waist, letting them glide over the side of her body, making sure to take extra care as he crouched down, allowing his rough hands to slide seductively over her legs. He looked up at her, his green eyes twinkling, as he lead one of his hands up her inner leg, chuckling as she shuddered once more, her face twisted in disgust. She could see Nate from the corner of her eye, struggling furiously against Rob's grip, his face contorted with fury, a murderous, homicidal and almost psychopathic expression at home upon his features.
"No weapons over here." Oliver concluded as he straightened himself up, before he spun around to her back. "But….it's always worth a second check." He mumbled, his voice low and perverted.
"Don't touch her!" Nate shouted, desperately trying to wrench his arms from Rob's iron like grip.
"Oh, yeah, you're the boyfriend." Oliver stated as he looked over at the red faced Nate. "You won't like this then." He added before spinning Caitlyn round to face him and roughly pressing his lips to her, she shrieked against his mouth, pressing her hands to his chest as she franticly tried to free herself. She thought of Nate, it was all she could do as he overpowered her.
"Stop it!" Nate roared as he continued to squirm, Shane mirroring his actions as he watched Caitlyn's fruitless attempts to be freed from Olivers brutal touch. "Get off of her!" He barked as the blood pumped feverishly through his veins, his entire body implausibly hot as his chest burned with utter repulsion. He cursed hatefully at Oliver before finally bursting free of Rob's grip, flinging him backwards on to the floor.
He shouted Caitlyn's name as he darted forward, his speed building up as he rushed to her rescue. Oliver responded by pulling away from Caitlyn, whipping the gun from his pocket and pointing it confidently in Nate's direction. He merely sped up as his eyes fell from the gun and landed upon the hand that wound around Caitlyn's waist, holding her tightly against the vile, disguting human being and preventing her from running into Nate's arms.
"No, Nate!" Caitlyn cried, her heart leaping into her throat as the sound of a gun shot echoed around the room, her mind unable to focus as she watched Nate stop running and fall to the floor. She heard Oliver laugh loudly into her hear as Shane called Nate's name, fighting even more feverishly against Alex who looked utterly exhausted and infuriated by this entire ordeal.
"Nate!" Caitlyn screamed as she looked at the lump on the floor, her mind desperately trying to ignore the red liquid that appeared next to him. He was still alive, he had to be. She started to cry as she attempted to dart forward, Oliver's grip tightening on her as he lifted her off of the floor completely. Dragging her over to Mitchie, and throwing her against the floor. "Nate!" She screamed again through her hysterical tears, trying to rush to him, but Oliver kicked her back down.
She continued to sob as Oliver ripped a piece of rope from the bag Alex had strewn across the floor. "Stay still, sweetie." He whispered huskily into her ear before tying her hands behind a pole, making certain the knots were constricting.
"Oh my god, shut up." He shouted, kicking her in the leg as he rose up. "I only got his shoulder." He added, pointing to Nate who was beginning to move slowly, he grunted as he turned over gripping on to his shoulder, a look of pain written upon his face.
Caitlyn looked over at Nate with watery eyes. He was moving, she could see that. Yet the pain did not disperse. The pain that wrenched through her at the site of him being shot. How could this be happening? What had be come of their lives? She hauled her knees up in front of her, letting her forehead fall against them as she continued to cry.
"Ok, I've had just about enough of this." Alex cried as he signalled for Oliver to come over to him, he obeyed. "Take this one." He muttered, throwing Shane to his hands and knees before walking to the middle of the floor and addressing the group. "All I want to do is be a part of my child's life….and you lot have to turn it into a bloody madhouse. This was supposed to be simple." He yelled in frustration as he spun around, looking at the four dishevelled intruders.
"You…" He circled on Caitlyn. "Look at me." He shouted as Caitlyn continued to cry into her knees. "Caitlyn.." He said warningly before she lifted her head, blinking back her tears. "You need to tell me where your sister is!"
"No, Caitlyn don't." Mitchie told her, tuning her head to the right so she could look at her best friend. "You can't, she's pregnant." Mitchie whispered knowingly, Caitlyn nodded slightly.
"Fine." Alex hissed after few moments silence, he traipsed over to Nate who was still upon the ground, gripping his shoulder as blood poured through his fingertips. Alex stared at him before tugging on to the top of his curl bound head and tearing Nate's hand away from his wound. Alex winked at Caitlyn before he pressed down two fingers, maliciously into the bullet wound. Nate cried out in agony at the action, incomprehensible pain shooting through his entire arm. Caitlyn gasped as she watched it happen, Nate's shouts echoing through her mind and the room as he shrank away from Alex's touch, but he merely responded by pressing harder into the injury.
"Don't Caitlyn." Nate gasped out, his teeth gritted as he tired to stop himself from shouting out, the pain unbearable as Alex's fingers pressed deeper into the bullet wound. Alex did not admire this attempt of bravery as he pressed even harder into the wound, Nate unable to hold in his agony as he let a howl escape his lips, the veins beginning to appear clearly on his neck as he attempted to ignore the pain, but it was impossible.
"Fine! Fine…I'll tell you....Stop it!!! JUST STOP IT!" Caitlyn finally shrieked, unable to watch the scene any longer. Alex looked up at her once more, ceasing his pressure upon Nate's shoulder and letting a satisfied smirk crawl across his lips. "But...but you have to let everyone go."
"Yeah, yeah, you got it." Alex told her.
"He's lying." Mitchie stammered, blinking furiously as another dizzy spell span around her head.
"Don't tell him, Cait." Shane muttered, from his space on the floor, Rob's gun pointed into his face. "He won't let us go."
"I have to…" She whispered as she took a deep breath. "She's at my apartment in the Lynton blocks, room three two three." She finally stammered out, Mitchie shaking her head instantly.
"That's where you really live?" Alex asked curiously. "Well thanks for that, Caitlyn." He added before anyone could answer. "I'll be sure to let you know how it goes. Now, who shall we kill first?" Alex inquired looking around the room.
"What!?! You said you'd let us go!" Caitlyn screamed, as Alex smiled at her.
"I lied." He said with a wink, before he paused. "But…I'll tell you what, as I'm such a nice person, I won't kill this one…." He commented, gesturing to Nate who writhed on the floor in agony, clutching his shoulder desperately. "But…" He added, taking his gun from his pocket and bringing it down against his skull, Mitchie and Caitlyn shrieked as the impact made a sickening sound. "Whether he'll wake up before he dies of blood loss is another matter." He smirked, before stalking over to Mitchie and Caitlyn.
"You Caitlyn…you're the aunt, I can't kill my babies aunt now can I?" He muttered huskily as Caitlyn cried, desperately praying for Nate to get up, but he stayed upon the floor, motionless. "You can stay in the house, perhaps provide a maid service, a nanny service…you'll never be able to leave of course…but hey, at least you'll be alive." Alex finished the sentance with a beaming smile, letting his teeth glimmer in the dim light, before shifting over to Mitchie and crouching by her side. "Now…what's your real name, darling?" He asked.
"Mitchie." She mumbled, fighting to keep her consciousness.
"Ahh, now Mitchie, I think we can find a place for you." He started, pretending to contemplate this for a few moments. "How about you stay locked in the bedroom for my own personal pleasure?" He finally concluded with a sidewards smile and a wink, his blue eyes twinkling with seduction.
"Don't even think about it you sick bastard." Shane grunted as he attempted to launch himself forward, only to be met by a fist colliding with his face, Rob standing proudly over him.
"Oh, Shane, I'd almost forgotten about you." Alex started as he turned to him. "You weren't a very good hero today were you?" Alex said shaking his head and folding his lips inwards. "I don't think we really need you." He muttered before turning to Rob. "I'll take him down to the basement and get rid of him." He informed the man who nodded and backed away from the stony faced Shane. "Oliver, go get the car ready. Come along, Shane, death awaits." Alex smiled happily, pulling him up by the collar of his shirt.
"No, you can't!" Mitchie screamed, as Shane looked at her.
"Oh…are you two...?" Alex started as he caught on, looking between the two people whose eyes were locked together, both shimmering with tears. "How romantic….I would kill him in front of you…that would be slightly more poetic, but I can't, I plan on making quite a mess, and I just can't be bothered with the cleaning up. You'll just have to listen to it." Alex laughed as he began to drag Shane to a door at the back of the room.
Mitchie looked at Shane whose eyes stared at her with a fierce intensity as he was dragged backwards by Alex, his eyes swimming with tears, love, fear and hate. And at that moment Mitchie realised just how stupid she had been, this was her last chance, she had to tell him now, before it was too late.
"There isn't anyone else." She shouted through her tears, as Shane's face became unreadable, his eyes suddenly turning questioning. "You're…you're record company." She spluttered out, her tongue failing her as emotions bombarded her entire body. "They told me if I didn't break up with you they would drop Connect Three." She finally managed to say, Shane's mouth falling open as she stared up at him, swallowing as she awaited his response, but it never came as Alex dragged him through the door, slamming the door behind them.
And then he was gone.
She would never see him again.
He was gone.
Forever.
A/n: Ok, so sorry to leave you with that. I know this chapter wasn't very long, and it definitly wasn't my best but I felt bad for leaving you with such a intense cliffy before. And another piece of bad news for you, I'm going away again tomorrow morning to visit some friends, so I won't be here for a few days. My apologies!!! But, once again if I come home to enough reviews, I will start working on the chapter straight away, and I can promise you it will be better than this one.
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Love you all.
Emma. x