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Annie's POV

I sat on the couch, my knees to my chest. Janiya was asleep and I felt Andre was going to be home any minute now. I sniffled and sighed when I heard the door open. I waited for the worst...

Andre came barging in and glared at me with the most frightening look.

"You..." He growled. "B*tch, you're cheating on me aren't you?!
His voice was slurred and I knew the beer had gotten to his head.

"Andre, dear" I said, forcing 'dear' to come out. 'I have no idea what you're talking about. Please, come to-"

"SHUT UP, SLUT!" He cut me off. He rushed over to me and slapped me across the face. I gasped as I fell back against the couch. "You're messing around with other guys aren't you?! Aren't you?!" He slapped me again.

"No, Andre! I swear!" I couldn't stay strong. I felt tears flow again.

"Stupid liar! B*tch, you've been cheating on me!" He pulled me up from the couch, slapping me across the face. He dropped me to the floor and I hit my head. I felt the gash on my head and I whimpered. he began to kick me and I yelped in pain.

I started to crawl under the table, but my arm was hurt and I didn't move fast enough. He grabbed me again and threw me to the floor once more.

"Andre, please don't wake up the baby!" I pleaded.

"I don't care about the freak's brat!" He yelled, kicking me again. I squealed and pulled myself up. I ran to the bedroom, blood trailing behind me. He ran after me and hit me, harder, on the back of my head. I felt roughly to the floor. My vision was blurred and i was on the edge of unconsciousness.

He picked up a board as I whimpered out 'No, please...' He struck me on the head with the board and I fell out of consciousness.

Michael's POV (FINALLY!)

Four years. I've survived four years of utter pain without her. I remember the night she left. I had glared at Lisa as she stood there and I ran out after Annie. It had begun raining and she didn't listen to my pleas. It was too late. She was gone and I fell to the ground of the driveway, screaming out her name.

I wondered where she was. What she was doing, If she was safe. Now, I just stared at the picture of her and I. I wondered if she saw me singing the song for her. The song I wrote just for her, from the heart.

It was early here in Bucharest and I lay in my hotel room. All night and all morning, I had the intense feeling that something horrible will happen to Annie, but I thought I was just feeling things.

Then, pain hit my heart and something told me that Annie was terribly hurt. I sat up in my bed. Something in me told me to go and to go NOW. I ran to the phone and called up some of the crew and told them that tonight's concert was postponed.

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I followed my heart in this and it lead me to Annie's apartment. The place had a dark feeling to it and I felt I was already too late. I waited for the elevator to reach her floor and when it did, I ran out to find her room. I followed my heart and I found the room, the door open by a crack. I peered in and felt a pang of shock, worry, and pain in my chest. The place was wrecked.

The table was knocked over and I saw blood on the carpet. I walked slowly around the apartment and I found a trail of blood. I followed it to the bedroom and I found nothing. I felt horrible. It was too late. Annie was gone.

I heard rustle in the corner of the room and a little voice said: "Daddy?"

I looked over and I saw a little girl peeking out at me.

"Hey, sweetie." I said calmly. I didn't want to scare her.

"Daddy!" She squealed and she jumped out and hugged me. I was surprised. I didn't know this girl, but she called me 'Daddy'.

"Wha- I'm not your daddy..." She looked at me and nodded.

"Yes you are!" She hugged me again and I remained quiet.

"Um- sweetie... where is your mommy?" I asked. If this was Annie's apartment, then this was her daughter. I noticed this girl did look a little like me. Her eyes, her hair, her mouth. Then that meant...

"Andre took her to the hospital. He didn't want to take me because he though I would tell the doctors what really happened."

"What? What happened to her?" I was extremely worried. The little girl's eyes watered up.

"He hurt her. He almost killed her. Oh save her, Daddy!" She hugged me again and I was shocked. Annie could be dead...

"Let's go save her... what's your name, sweetie?"

She wiped her eyes. "Janiya."

I smiled and picked her up. Our mission was to save her mother, the love of my life.