AN: As the gang gets closure to finding Miley, she has to endure some physical and mental abuse.

Chapter Five: Indentured Servitude

Before Miley could open her eyes, she found herself being jolted awake, and she saw Marcus standing over her. He threw a pair of jeans, and a jacket right in her face, jolting her awake fully.

"Get dressed, we are going for a little ride." Marcus all but growled at her.

"Where?" Miley asked.

"I am going to go bury a body." Marcus answered. "If you so much as try to scream, or escape, I would kill you, you understand me?"

"Yeah." Miley answered. Marcus slapped her, hard. She felt a small wound open on her cheek, and she looked up at him, wondering what she did wrong with a look like a scolded child.

"Yes, what!?" Marcus screamed at her.

"Yes, sir..." Miley whimpered.

"Good." Marcus responded, smiling. "Now that you are dressed, let's go."

As soon as Miley pulled on the jacket, Marcus grabbed her arm, and dragged her with him.

After about 20 minutes of driving, Miley and Marcus arrived at their destination. He got out, went over to her side of the car, and opened the door, dragging her out. He popped his trunk, revealing the body of the man he murdered before, and a shovel, and some lye.

"Start digging." Marcus ordered. He tossed her the shovel, and she began to dig. Miley looked back towards him occasionally, and saw that he had a pistol with him, holding it in plain view. Miley knew that he did that out of intimidation. After a few minutes of digging, Miley felt her arms starting to ache. Marcus went over to the hole, gave her the nod, and dropped the body in the hole.

"Spread the lye on the body." Marcus told her. Miley did as she was told, and began to spread the lye over the body, and covered it up with dirt.

"Let's go." Marcus said, taking the shovel, and yanking Miley towards the car. He almost threw her in the front seat. He climbed in the driver seat, and pulled off. Little did he know, Miley had already planned her escape.

Michael calmly slept on the couch, thinking about Miley all the time. He knew that he had to do something to save her, but what? He knew that as long as Marcus had Miley, he was going to have to do anything that the asshole wanted in order to keep her safe and sound. He couldn't help but feel that somehow this was his fault. But how was he going to right this wrong? That is when an idea popped into his head. He knew exactly how to save Miley, without lifting a finger.

Mind reading. I'll break her out.

AN: Sorry for the short chapter. I am putting this story on hold until I get some reviews. So, with that said, review!