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Colette's POV

I checked my phone. It was 10 to 12. I hugged myself. It was really cold for a summer night in Los Angeles. It took my 45 minutes speed walking to get here.

I looked around me. I was standing in a deserted parking lot out side the beautiful Hollywood Hills. It was really creepy here.

I kept checking my phone. I was really scared. My hands were trembling. I prayed this person doesn't do anything to me.

The only person that would do this to me is Kyle, but he was in jail. Stupid idiot. I don't know what I would do if I saw him again. He was horrible. I don't know what I even saw in him before. He was the definition of psycho. Love sucks. Big time.

I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't notice someone walked up behind me. They clamped their hand over my mouth and put my hands behind my back. I felt the tears trickling down my cheeks.

I froze and just wished to die when I heard the voice of the person that I never wanted to see again.

"Miss me baby?" Kyle whispered in my ear. I closed me eyes and wished to die. I really did.

"So I'm going to let you go, and you won't run away. Okay?" He warned me. I just nodded, my eyes still closed.

He loosed his grip on my hands and took his massive hand of my mouth. I took a step back and turned around to face him. I was trembling more now. Tears running down my face and my hair sticking to my face..

"Long time no see huh?" He grinned at me.

"How did you get out?" My voice trembling.

"Well they were transferring me to a different jail. One of the idiot policemen didn't handcuff me properly so when I was outside, I knocked them out and ran away away from them. It only went downhill from then. Oh and I guess you saw me in your house when you were leaving with that prick. I saw your shocked face." He said.

"Kendall is NOT a prick. He helped me more in the last couple of weeks than you did the whole time we were together!" I shouted.

That's when he grabbed me. "I have always been an amazing boyfriend to you! You were the one that acted like a whore! I treated you like a princess and you just acted like I wasn't good enough for you!" He shouted pulling his hands hard around me.

"Your a fucking cunt! You never treated me like a princess!" I shouted struggling to get out of his grip.

"I didn't? We will see then." He said and punched me in the head. Knocking me out.

I couldn't open my eyes. My head was pounding. I tried to lift me head up and blinked my eyes. It looked like I was in a shed, the windows were holes that had bars on them and the room was completely empty apart from a little candle glowing in the corner. I was sitting in a chair. My hands were tied up behind me and my legs were tied to the bottom of the chair. That's when I noticed what I was wearing. It was a long pink dress. What the hell?

I tried to shout but I had a gag in my mouth. I felt horrible. I put my head down and cried.

After a while I heard someone unlocking the door. I looked up and Kyle was standing there with a disgusting grin on his face.

He looked awful. He grew a beard and it looked like he hasn't washed in weeks. His hair was so greasy!

He walked up to me. I figured he was drunk since he couldn't walk in a straight line. He came up to me and kissed my cheek, his beard scratching my face.

He took the gag out of my mouth, and I took a deep breath.

"And you said I didn't treat you like a princess!" He smiled at me. That's when I got it. The dress, it's something a princess would wear. He then took something out from behind his back. It was a tiara. He places it on my head.

"What kind of fucking sick joke is this?! You're one messed up fucker!" I screamed.

His smile faded and he slapped me hard across the face. "Think before you speak you slut." He said, really close to my face. That's when I head butted him. He stumbled back, holding his nose. When he took his hand off his nose, I saw that it was bleeding.

"You stupid bitch! Wait till I'm done with you!" He shouted. He walked up to me and punched me square in the face. I cried out in pain. I could feel the blood from my nose trickle down my face. I felt dizzy.

"Where's my mum?" I whispered out.

He laughed. "Your mum is safely in her house. I didn't do anything to her. I just took her phone so she couldn't phone you."

I felt like kicking myself. What the fuck have I done?

"What are you going to do with me?" Was my next question.

"I don't know yet. But let's jut say you're not getting out of here alive. I wasted a lot of my life with you." He said. He punched me in the stomach and walked out.

I started coughing up blood. There was blood everywhere. I must have looked terrible. At least my mum was safe.

I say and cried for a long time, until eventually I ran out tears.

"Cole? Colette?" I heard someone whisper.

"Who's there?" I croaked out.

"It's Carlos. Wait, I'll try and get you out!" He whispered. I looked up at the window And saw his shadow. He walked round towards the door And tried to unlock it.

"Who the fuck are you?" I heard Kyle yell. Fuck.

"Run Carlos Run! Get out of here!" I shouted at him.

"I'm not leaving you Cole!" I heard him shout.

Carlos had no chance with Kyle. Kyle was really tall and very muscly when Carlos was really small.

I heard them fighting outside. Then the door flew open and Kyle chucked Carlos in, knocking him unconscious. Then walked out, locking the door. He was to drunk to think about getting Carlos tied up.

"Los? Carlos are you okay?" I cried.

I saw blood tricking down his forehead.

What was he doing here? How did he find me? I stared at his unconscious face.

That's another life I put in danger because of me.

He woke up soon and groaned.

"Los! Are you okay? I'm so sorry! How did you find me here!" I bombarded him with questions.

"I'm okay." He said and winced when he touched his head. "I saw someone walking along the road and drove past them. When I realised it was you, I turned around. All I saw was a man chucking you into the back of his car. I drove after him and found you here."

"You shouldn't have! You should have called help and not get yourself involved in this shit!" I said.

"I guess, but i didn't think. I just wanted to save you." He said looking at me. He then looked towards the door. "By the way who the fuck is that?!"

"That is my ex boyfriend, Kyle." I said looking down. "Los can you untie me please?"

He crawled towards me and started untying me feet. "Your ex? He's a psycho! What has he done to you?" He said touching my face. When he felt my nose I winced. "I think your nose must be broken." He added. "You look horrible, are you okay?"

I smiled, "I've had worse."

"Why did he kidnapped you?" He asked.

I explained to him the whole story that I told Kendall.

"Wow! He's some fucked up cunt!" He said. He was so cute when he swore.

He untied my arms and I sat down next to him.

"He is. I don't know how I could ever love him. But I've got Kendall now, and that's all that counts." I said.

He looked down. "Cole if i die-" he started saying but i stopped him.

"Carlos you're not going to die!" I said holding his hand.

"Yeah, but If I do, then I'm glad that i spent my last minutes with you." He said and squeezed my hand. I smiled and put my head on his shoulder, falling asleep.

He stroked my hand and the. I heard him whisper, more to himself that me.

"I'm going to get you out of here Cole. Even if it means that I die."