Okay so here's the next Chapter! I hope you love it!
LUCY POV
I can feel him about to pick me up, but suddenly the doorbell rings.
I pull away from him and swing my head back with a laugh, "That must be the Chinese, don't want to keep him waiting." I tease as I hop off the counter and throw on the shirt Ian gave me. "I'll be right back…" I trail off flirtatiously as I walk to the front door and pull it open. I pull a twenty dollar from my purse on the floor and stand back up; I'm bombarded by a man, and I let out a small shriek before he covers my mouth and nose with a piece of damp rough fabric, I choke and gasp as the fumes pull me from consciousness.
IAN POV
I drop the carton of orange juice I was drinking as Lucy's scream echoes through my small apartment. I take a big step out of the kitchen and swing around the corner to the door. I'm met with a hard punch to my left jaw and I stagger back almost falling. I blink a few times regaining my strength and I'm met with another hard punch that sends a ripple through my body as I fall back completely this time knocking my head hard against the tile and blacking out.
I wake up to the sun peering in through blinds and I blink a few times adjusting to the light. I pull myself up to a sitting position and lean my head back against the wall. It took me a few minutes to realize what had happened last night. Someone had taken Lucy. With those words still in my mind I rose from where I was sitting and walked a few feet to examine the note taped to the door.
LUCY POV
I flutter my eyes open and pull myself up against the headrest on the old bed I was laying on. The comforter that covered the bed was rough against my skin, and I stared groggily for a moment as I realized I had no idea where I was, or how I had gotten here. My eyes darted around the room and my hands began to sweat. I strained my mind for an answer, but the last thing I could remember was Ian. I smiled for a moment at the memory of his apartment, but stopped myself from going into all the details. I pulled my knees up towards my body and tucked my head down hoping I could remember something… anything. It slowly came back to me; answering the door, the harsh fumes that made me choke, and then blackness. I let out a small cry. Where was I, or better yet who had taken me here?
I slid my body around the side of the bed and wrapped my hand around one of the bedposts as I stepped onto the printed rug that covered the old mahogany floors quietly. When I stood I immediately felt dizzy and latched on tighter to the bedpost again taking deep shallow breaths. After a moment I stood again and looked around the room. It was a huge room with antique furniture and an entire wall of windows covered with thick intricate curtains. As I walked I felt something beneath my feet… rose petals. I looked around and they were covering the floor and bed. I tiptoed across the petals to the large window and slowly yanked at one of the curtains until it slid down, revealing the windows. I looked out and gasped, I knew exactly where I was, and that was the scariest part.
IAN POV
I pulled the paper from the door and with shaking hands read the note scribbled in red ink.
IF I CAN'T HAVE HER
NO ONE EVER WILL
I read the paper over and over again my heart beat increased with every second and I got this knot in the pit of my stomach that made me want to throw up. I sunk down against the wall and cupped my face in my hands. This was all my fault! She was in the safety of my home and someone just took her, and I didn't even put up a fight. They knocked me out with two hits and then they took her. I made a vow to myself right then and there. I was going to find her. I HAD to.
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