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'Which river do you think they mean?' Dallas asked, driving to the nearest river she knew.

'No idea,' Selena told her, shrugging. 'Quite a few have entrances to the sewers so does it matter?'

'Not really,' Dallas answered, pulling the car over, 'But I'm guessing that's the one.' She pointed to an entrance that had two guards next to them. She parked the car behind some trees and quietly got out, sneaking to the rock above the entrance. 'You jump the left one I jump the right one?'

'Don't you think it's strange they have guards outside?!' Selena asked. 'It looks suspisous! It's gotta be a trap!'

'I think they want us to think it's a trap. Why else would they put guars out?' Dallas whispered, peaking over the edge of the rock.

'What would be the point of that?!' Selena hissed. 'We could be anyone! They're gonna ambush us!'

'Fine, what do you suggest?' Dallas asked, finally giving in.

'There's got to be a man hole along the tunnel,' Selena reminded her. 'We can try to get in that way.'

'I'm right behind you,' Dallas nodded, urging Selena to run to the man hole.

Selena ran to the man hole, bending down and giving her fingers into the manhole, lifting it up and sliding it along. She looked into the black hole before climbing in and down the ladder.

Dallas waited until she heard Selena reach the ground before climbing in herself. Her heart was racing and once she was steadily on the ground, she grabbed selena's hand. 'Now what?'

'You're the oldest,' Selena whispered, hearing the men down the tunnel whispering. 'And I got us out of that so you think of something.'

'What if you go and find the leader and I'll try to go and find Demi?' Dallas suggested. 'We'll meet each other back here in two hours.'

'Yeah OK. There are two different paths right there. I'll take the right you take the left,' Selena whispered.

Dallas nodded before giving Selena quick hug. 'Be careful.'

Selena hugged her back. 'You too,' she said before letting go and grabbing her handguns and ran down the right pathway.

Dallas took out the gun from the waistband of her pants and held it in Charlie's Angels style. She started to run down the path as she heard some guy's whispering from behind a door. It was too low for her to hear, but she ducked under the window, crawling to the other side of it, thanking God she wasn't wearing any heels.

Selena put one of the guns back in her back pocket and held the USP Gun in both hands, crouching slightly and pointing it ahead of her, occasionally looking back behind her to make sure she wasn't being followed.

She walked to a door and pressed her ear against it. She then laid against the wall next to it and knocked. The door opened and a guard walked out, confused.

Selena then put the gun against his head.

'Drop the gun,' she told him.

He dropped his M6 shotgun on the floor and she moved in front of him, pointing her gun at his face. 'And the kinfe on your holster,' she said, moving back slightly. He did what he was hold and dropped it. 'Where's your boss?' she asked.

'Last time I heard in the prisoners' room,' he replied.

'And where's that?' she asked.

He smiled. 'Find out yourself.'

In fustration she kicked him in the crotcch, remembering Dallas' attack on the other guy. She grabbed the shotgun and knife, booting him in the head, knocking him out. She put the knife and gun in her back pocket and held the shotgun tightly.

Dallas ran further into the hall, seeing a flash of light in the end. She sprinted towards it, coming to an end at a staircase. She leaned over it to look down, but saw nothing but darkness.

She ran down the staircase as she held her gun in front of her, her heart beating in her throat and sweat drops forming on her forehead. She was scared of what she might find, but she was determined to save her little sister.

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Demi was freezing in the room Miley had left her in. She glanced at her clothes that were lying on the ground, all ripped apart. There was nothing she could do, except, now she wasn't gagged... 'HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!

Selena stopped in her tracks, hearing Demi scream out. she started to run, turning a corner before seeing three guards in front of a door. They quickly turned and fired at her. She rolled out the way, the bullets chipping the rock.

Demi snapped her mouth shut at the sound of bullets. Were they trying to shoot through the door? Fresh tears rolled over her cheeks as she closed her eyes. She didn't dare to imagine what was going on outside.

Selena positioned the gun on the floor, laying herself out and fired, the bullet cannoning out of the rifle and missed. She couldn't go out and fight because they were too organized. Planning reloading time into firing time.

'DEMI?!' Selena cried.

Demi's eyes grew wide at the yell of her name. She knew that voice. 'SELENA!' Demi screamed, scared to death that they were killing her.

That's all she needed to know. She got up and quickly jumped out, firing the shotgun. The recoil sent her backwards but the bullet ripped through all three, slicing through one after the other.

Selena quickly ran to the door and forced it open.

'Oh my God!' she said at the sight of the bloody and battered Demi. 'What did they do to you?' she cried, grabbing the keys on a table and ran over to her, unlocking the chains.

As soon as the chains fell off her wrists and feet, she crawled towards a corner of the room. 'Stay back.' she cried as she curled herself up in a little ball and burrying her head in her arms. Her wrists and ankles were red where the chains had been.

'Demi?!' Selena gasped. 'What's wrong?' she said, reaching out for her. 'I'm here to help.'

Demi just cried harder as she pulled her legs to her chest. She just shook her head and cried harder, letting the tears fall freely onto the ground. She rested her forehead against her knee's, not answering Selena's question.

Selena was scared. What had happened? She looked at the seat, noticing blood where Demi had been sitting. She moved closer to her. There was a cut on her shoulder and leg. But that wouldn't explain the blood on the seat.

'Demi? What happened?'

Demi tried to back away against the wall, shaking her head, feeling defeated and ugly. Her body had been used. Not just by somebody, but by her supposedly best friend and it was something she had to live with every day from now on.

Selena slowly touched Demi's hand, trying to hold it. 'Demi? What did they do? Did they...r-ra...' she couldn't say it. It hurt to even think about it.

The touch was nothing like Miley's and that was the moment where she broke down in million pieces and started to cry uncontrollably, hugging Selena's hand close to her chest.

'Oh Demi,' Selena cried. 'What did they do? Please tell me.'

Demi still couldn't get it over her lips as she slowly let herself fall against Selena. She was freezing and the cold air that came through the vents didn't make it any better. She just pointed to her ripped clothes, a couple feet further.

'Did they...rape you?' Selena finally asked.

Demi looked up at Selena, the answer clear in her teary eyes. Wasn't it obvious that she was naked? That she was bleeding? Was she going to have to say it?

'Who was it?' Selena asked. 'I'll kill him.'

'N-Not a h-him,' Demi said, finally using her voice as she burried her head in Selena's neck, trying to escape her surroundings.

Selena felt numb, realising she hadn't hugged Demi yet and slowly wrapped her arms around the naked girl. 'Then who?'

'M-M..' She couldn't say her name. Not after everything she had done to her. She flinched a little as she felt Selena's arms around her body, but didn't pull back. She liked her touch much better than Miley's.

'Demi?' Selena said, a bit more softer. 'Who raped you?'

'I'm scared Sel,' Demi whispered. 'And I'm cold.'

'Don't be scared,' Selena told her. 'I'm here. I'm going to find something to cover you up with,' she said and ran to the metal wardobe, pulling out a mat and ran back, wrapping it around her. 'Who did it, Demi? I'm sorry but I need to know.'

'Miley,' Demi finally whispered, glad she had something to cover herself up with. She was feeling embarrassed and the feeling of being used hadn't left her body yet.

Selena felt as though she was about to throw up. 'Cyrus?M-Miley Cyrus?'

Demi couldn't do anything else but nodding and letting new tears fill her eyes.

'I'll kill her,' Selena said softly. 'I'll bloody kill her!' She stood up, grabbing the shotgun and walked towards the door.

'No!' Demi yelled, grabbing a hold of Selena's wrists. Her eyes were pleadingly looking into the older girl's. 'Please... Stay...'

'I have to find her, Dem. She can't get away with this.'

'I know, but leave that to the cops, please just stay...' Demi pleaded. Her face and body were dirty because of the ground and the cuts in her shoulder and leg were stinging. 'With me. Just hold me.. I don't want to feel her touch around me anymore.' She cried, looking up at Selena with red eyes.

She felt like a little child who had just lost her mother. She felt like a little child who was watching her mother die and there was nothing she could do about it.

Selena felt like crying. She couldn't believe this had happened. She slowly put the gun down and walked over to Demi, kneeling down and held her close.

'I'm sorry,' Selena said, stroking Demi's arm. 'She'll never touch you again. Never. I won't let her.'

Miley had tainted her pure Demi. She had covered her in her stigma. Demi was broken like shattered glass and Selena wasn't sure what she could do.

She felt helpless. 'I'm not fit to help anyone,' she told Demi. 'I'm sorry.'

Demi found the courage to lift her head up and slowly pressed her bruised lips against Selena's perfect ones. 'You're helping,' She whispered.

Selena felt her silent tears run down her cheeks. 'But I didn't save you. I'm sorry.'

Demi wiped her girlfriend's tears away. 'There was nothing you could do to save me.' She threw her arms around the taller girl's neck and for a moment, she forgot all about Miley.

'I love you, Demi,' Selena said, refusing to cry.

'I love you too, Sel,' Demi smiled. It was her first genuine smile since the drama had started. She moved a little, causing the cut on her shoulder to come in contact with the wall, causing her to yell, 'Ow!'

'Are you OK?' Selena asked, worried.

'I am now, thanks to you,' Demi smiled. The thing she wanted the most now was to take a shower and put some clothes on. 'But can we like, get out of here?'

'Yeah, OK,' Selena told her, grabbing her gun. 'But we need to wait for Dallas by the manhole.'

'Dallas?!' Demi yelled, 'Is she here? Sel, I don't want her seeing me like this!'

'Yeah. She's looking for you. We're meant to meet soon. And don't worry. We...well we can't not tell her about this. I'm sorry, babe. But we can't avoid it.'

'I know, but you and my parents are the only ones who have seen me naked before...' she said, before whispering, 'Except for Miley now.'

'Please,' Selena looked away. 'Don't say that. The thought of her touching you makes me sick.'

'If it makes you sick already, then you don't want to know how I feel,' Demi replied, standing up, but keeping the mat around her. Her shoes were her only piece of clothing at the moment. 'Can we just leave this place?'

'Yeah, OK,' Selena said, walking up to the door.

Demi held Selena's hand and walked close next to her. 'Don't leave me,' She pleaded as she glanced out of the door.

Selena nodded. 'Then stay close and don't make a sound. I need to hold the gun with both hands.'

Demi nodded, dropping Selena's hand but walked as close to her as she could.

Selena gave her a weak smile before pointing the shotgun ahead of her, walking out into the grungy corridor, ignoring the deads bodies on the floor.

Demi felt the contents of her stomach coming to her throat as she watched the dead people on the ground. She scrunched up her nose at the sight and almost stumbled into Selena.

'Are you OK?' Selena asked, looking back at her girlfriend. 'We'll be OK,' she told her. 'We just have to find Dallas. OK?'

'Y-Yeah, we'll be okay.' Demi mumbled, trying to ignore the smell of the sewers. 'Where's this place you were supposed to meet?'

'Where we came in,' Selena informed her, slowly walking forward, occasionally looking behind Demi and back, her senses alert and sharp. She had only been holding this gun for a few minutes and already she was used to it. But there was a sickly feeling in her stomach that made itself present when she saw the dead bodies.

'Is it still far?' Demi asked, allowing her body to sometimes brush against Selena's as if to make sure she was still there.

'Not too far,' Selena said, walking up rusty steps and through another door where she saw the guard she had knocked out. She really was badass! She lead Demi along the tunnel, surprised that there wasn't anyone around. They should be on red alert!

She licked her dry lips and quickly wiped her sweaty forehead, breathing deeply as tension began to build up in her stomach. She felt faint but she had to keep on going. For Demi's sake, Her Demi.

Demi's heart was racing with every step she took. How was it even possible that they had rolled into all of this? How was it even possible that Miley turned into this... this... villain?

'Did Miley say anything about Ceef?' Selena asked, almost as if reading Demi's mind. 'Did she say how she set this up?'

She winced at Miley's name, but shook her head. 'No, she only said how she.. how she.. Never mind.'

'No. What?' Selena whispered. 'I need to know. It could be important.'

'T-Trust me, I don't think it's somthing you wanna hear.' Demi quickly said, not wanting to repeat Miley's words.

Selena continued to walk until they came to where she and Dallas seperated. She stood by the manhole and turned to Demi.

'I think I do,' she told her.

Demi looked to the ground. 'S-she only told me h-how she wanted to...' Pausing for a moment she closed her eyes tightly as the words came floating back to her. 'How she wanted to be inside me and how she wanted to kill you to have me all to herself.' She broke down once again as she sank to the dirty floor.

Selena wanted to vomit. She really did. But she forced it down and sank to her knees, putting the gun down and hugging Demi close.

'I'll kill her, Dems,' Selena promised. 'Oh God I swear I'll kill her.'

'No, don't,' Demi quickly said, looking into Selena's eyes. 'Don't become like her.'

Selena looked into Demi's eyes. 'I'm not a rapist, Dems. I see no problem in making sure she-' SElena began but stopped at seeing tears appearing in Demi's eyes. And that's when she noticed. Demi Lovato had lost that spark in her eyes. Lost her enthusiasm. She wasn't the same Demi. She wasn't her Demi. She was a shell of the Demi Selena had known.

Selena had lost Demi as Demi had lost everything...

'P-please, just don't,' Demi pleaded, 'I don't want you to become a murderer because of something that has happened to me.'

'You...' Selena said slowly before running her fingers through Demi's hair. 'You...I'd do anything for you, Demi. Anything to make you happy again.'

'Killing her isn't going to make me happy, Selena. At least not when she's killed by you,' Demi whispered, resting her head on Selena's shoulder and closing her eyes.

'Then...who?' Selena asked, confused.

'No, I'm not going to kill her either, if that's what you think.' Demi quickly said, lifting her head up again. 'I just want the cops to find her. I want her to rot in jail with like twenty disgusting guys around her. 'Is that wrong of me to want that?'

'I don't think that'll happen,' Selena admitted. 'And no. It's not. But I don't like the idea of her being able to get out. Look at what she's done already! She could easily get out if she has this backing her up.'

Demi sighed, not knowing an answer to that comment. Resting her head back upon Selena's shoulder she asked, 'Why is Dallas taking so long?'

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