Walking outside of the mall, Kane calls, and I pick it up.
“Hello?”
“Hey, baby. You on your way home? You snuck off on me,” he says angrily into the phone.
“I’m sorry.” I sigh into the phone. “I’m on my way home now. I love you.” I’m fucking stupid for sneaking off.
After hanging up I stick my phone in my bra. Opening my car door, I never make it inside. Something slams against the back of my head. My face hits the glass of my car window and something cracks, then there’s nothing but darkness.
~*~
Groaning, I turn over trying to get away, thinking about my children and my Kane. My two babies growing in my stomach. Oh God, my babies. Clutching my babies, I look up at my attacker. Gasping. No. No way. This can't be. Gasping for air, nothing comes out before his slams his foot down on my face.
~*~
There is a deep throbbing in my forehead and my throat feels like sandpaper. My body is like Jell-O. It’s like I am having an out of body experience. I know what’s going on around me but I can’t control my body. My shoulder blade and arms are on fire. My head feels like fifty pounds, and I try to move my feet, but they barely move.
Hearing whimpering from beside me gives me enough strength to crack my swollen eyes open. Craning my neck to the side I see a naked woman whose arms are over her head. Blood is covering her back and legs. My heart stops when I realize where I am.
Cameron. I used to go to college with him. He was a stalker, basically. I turned him down because I was concentrating on my studies. He wouldn’t take no for an answer. Everywhere I went, he was there.
The night when I finally had enough, I was walking home from work, and I could feel a presence behind me, and I knew instantly who it was. He followed behind not speaking or anything. Just following. I remember feeling the unease of what was happening.
Then his hand wrapped around my arms and he pushed them over my head. His eyes were coal black, and I will never forget feeling the fear of being helpless. Luckily, a police officer drove by at that time and he was arrested. I forgot all about him, but I never forgot the look he gave me as he was driven away in the police car or the bone chilling smile he gave me.
“Are you okay?”
Snapping out of my thoughts I look over at the girl. Her voice has to be the sweetest voice I have ever heard. “I’m okay, but are you okay?” I wince when I ask that because she isn’t okay.
“I've been better. What did you do to get down here?” she managed out through her ragged breaths.
“Cameron… I went to school with him and—” I start, but I’m interrupted when I see him walk in with a sinister look on his face.
“Well well well. She is awake. Now, how should we start your torture, huh?” He tisks and trails a finger down my belly. My thoughts instantly going to my babies. Please God, someone find me.
Cameron picks up a knife and walks over me. Gulping I try to control my shaking body. He presses the tip on my chest. Wincing when he presses harder. His pupils dilate. He’s getting off on this. Vomit crawls up my throat.
Gun shots rang through the house. Kane. He’s here. I can feel it. Cameron looks at me pissed off and then runs up the stairs. Dropping the knife as he goes.
Kane
When Sydney never comes home I snapped into action calling Ethan, Isaac, Chase, and Dave. Grabbing my keys, I walk downstairs to the basement. I go to the gun safe. Pressing in the code, I swing open the door and I take in my large assembly of weapons. Grabbing my AK and a load of weapons I make my way upstairs just as I hear vehicles roaring up my driveway.
Before I can make it out of the kitchen the door is slammed open and in runs Ethan. The rest of the guys are right behind him.
“What happened?” Ethan asks with a murderous look on his face.
“Your sister snuck off without me. She was supposed to be home an hour ago. She isn’t answering her phone, and I have a feeling in my gut something has happened. I just need to figure out where she’s at.” Slamming my hands on the table, I’m ready to murder someone.
“Check the motherfucking tracking thing on her phone!” Ethan roars in my face. Pushing him back, I run to grab my laptop. Logging on, I see she is on the outskirts of town. I look at the men behind me. They have fought beside me, protected me as I did them. My brothers.
“I’m getting my fiancée. I’m not asking you to go with me, but that woman is my everything. The thought of her or my babies hurt is driving me crazy. I’m about to go kill some motherfuckers too. You never mess with what’s mine, and that woman is mine!”
Grabbing my gun, I load it and some clips. When I hear guns clicking beside me I see the men beside me loading up guns. Smacking them on the shoulder, I pick up my phone to call Syd’s mom to pick up Carter. Arabella is already over at her house because I was searching for Syd all day long.