Sorry for the long delay in this update. I will try and do some FOF for the next chapter.

Beta by Scouse

Chapter 19

Ashley's POV

Mr. C is so dead if he did anything to Spencer. My Spencer. She had better be okay, or there is going to be hell to pay. I do not have a problem brutally mutilating someone when it comes to my love.

"Hey Ash!" Glen yells out running over to me.

"Hey" My reply is forced and uninterested.

"I'm worried about Spencer. Did she tell you where she was going because all she told me was errands."

"She was meeting her dad for lunch..." my explanation is cut short by the sound of a car coming down the road. Please let it be Spencer.

I never finished my answer, instead I stare at the long drive waiting for the car to appear. Wishing, hoping, and praying it's her. My heart sinks we I see her father's car come into view.

The car comes to a stop, and the asshole that has caused so much pain this summer gets out. He looks over to us. Offering us both a wave and a polite hello, he makes his way to the house. Neither of us return it though.

"Something is off with him," Glen says while not taking his eyes off the door his father just entered.

"Like what?"

"I'm not sure. He just seems smug or happy about something." He scratches the back of his head in thought.

"Do you think he has something to do with Spencer disappearing?"
"Not sure."

Arthur's POV

Right on schedule, she called me concerned about Spencer not coming home. I knew she would. Paula is so predictable sometimes. I hope that I can lead her on a wild goose chase until Spencer is taken away.

While I was making my way to the house from my car, I saw my son and Ashley talking. I waved and said hello to them, but they just stood there not even moving a hair. I will worry about them later. It's time to get this little game started.

"Paula, what's going on?" My most fake concern voice present.

"Arthur! Spencer hasn't come home yet. She met you for lunch right?" Damn it! She told someone where she was going. After I asked her not too.

"Yea. We met at that little Diner on Lee St. Why?"

"Did she leave the same time as you?"

"No. She said she had to go to the bathroom, so I paid for lunch and left. I haven't seen her since."

"I'm calling the police" That is so not a good idea.

"Paula, why don't we just drive down to the diner first?"

"Sure" She places the phone down and follows me out to the car.

"Besides, she is probably with some friends and lost track of time or something."

Paula's POV

Art seems too calm about all this. He is usually the one to panic first when it comes to our children. Instead of questioning him on his behavior, I store it away for future reference.

If this man that I used to call my husband took my little girl. I will kill him very slowly.

It took us about fifteen minutes to get to the small little diner on the out skirts of town.

"There's the car Arthur!" I yell out excited thinking that maybe Spencer was just talking to some friend inside, but why didn't she answer her cell when I called. Maybe she left it in the car.

Our car is parked next to Spencer's. I all but jump out of the moving car to get inside the diner. "SPENCER!" Everyone turns and looks at me. I quickly notice that I don't see her anywhere in the diner.

"Excuse me ma'am. Have you seen my daughter today? She was here earlier having lunch with her father, and I haven't seen her since he left her to head back home."

She looks at Arthur, who has just entered the diner, remembering him from earlier.

"Yeah, they never really ordered any food. They fought about something, and she got up and left." I turn to Arthur wanting to know why he didn't tell me in the first place.

"She didn't leave because her car is still in the parking lot." I point towards my car.

"I'm sorry. I didn't see anything else after they left the diner. I went to the back to take care of some things since the place was empty." Sighing, I realize that maybe Arthur knows more then he's letting on.

Glen's POV

"Ashley, how do you feel about motorcycles?"

"Why?"

"Cause after my dad drops my mom off; we are going to follow him back to his hotel room. I want to know where he's staying."

"You think he took her too?" After the way my father has been acting, I would not put it past him.
I nod my head and head inside to leave my mother a note telling her what I'm up to. I don't want her to worry. Plus, I'm pretty sure she is going to be pissed about me taking Ashley with along.

I grab my extra helmet out of my closet and make my way back to Ashley.

"Okay" I say has I hand Ash the helmet. "Take this. We are going to be waiting for them in that bush over there on the bike." I point in the direction of the bush.

We waited for what seemed liked hours for my father and mother to come back. Finally, they showed up. He dropped her off before driving away. Ashley and I followed him towards the hotel he was staying at.

He pulled into the parking lot. We however didn't. I drove us around to a small hill where we could sit and see where he went in.

"Okay. We know where he's staying. Now all we have to do is steal his key and get him out of the room" that shouldn't be to hard right?

Spencer's POV

A door opening and shutting wakes me up from my light slumber. I realize that I've been in this closet for a real long time, and I need to use the bathroom.

"DAD!" I bang on the door loudly. "I need to pee. Please let me out."

The door opens a few seconds later. I'm debating on either making a dash for the door or just going to the bathroom. My bladder tells me I really don't have a choice, so I make my way to the tiny bathroom.

I'm disappointed when I notice there is no window in here for me to climb out of. I guess they only have windows in the movies. Sighing, I wash my hands and make my way back out to my father, my kidnapper.

"I brought you some food honey." He holds up a fast food bag.

Looking at the front door, I notice all the locks are engaged. I would never be able to get them undone and out the door before he caught me. Defeated, I take a seat and consume my food quietly.

"Spencer, in a couple of days you're heading to a camp. Well actually is a program to help fix your problem." My problem? I am sure he is the only one with a problem. Wait a couple of days. Shit! They will never find me if I end up there. I just know it.

"Please Ashley! Please find me before it's too late." I pray to myself hoping that God is listening to my pleas tonight.