-----ANDY'S POV-----

Kaitlyn and I had gone to Italy, with Ashley and Meaghan, to have our honeymoon. We stayed in the hotel down the street from them, not wanting to intertwine our honeymoons, and tried not to run into them during the day. It was your typical Ramada hotel with the pool, honeymoon suite, etc. but it still had a very romantic feel.

We were both very tired from shopping and walking around the city so, we decided to take a nap. I fell asleep, holding my wife protectively in my arms. I felt so peaceful and happy, until I woke up to find the bed empty. On Kaitlyn's pillow there was a note that read:

It's all just smoke and mirrors, isn't that right rockstar? Fall asleep thinking everything will be fine, only to wake up in panic. That's right rockstar, I got your girl! You're never going to find her or get her back, so you might as well move on!
-Paul

I instantly picked up the phone. I called the cops and told them my location and the situation. After I explained everything to the cops, I called Ashley.
"Andy?" he asked.
"Ash she's missing!" I cried.
"What?!"
"Kaitlyn! Paul took her while we were sleeping!"
"I'll be there soon, don't move!"

------TIME LAPS (AN HOUR)------

"Andy!" Ash shouted running through the police tape.
"Ash!" I cried, clinging Kaitlyn's shirt to me.
"What the hell happened?"
"He....t-took her...w-while we...slept..." I stuttered, handing him the note. "I DIDN'T STOP HIM! I WAS INCHES FROM HER AND HE JUST TOOK HER!"
"ANDY STOP!" Ash screamed, shaking me by the shoulders. "We're going to find her! I know you won't leave without her and neither will I! I'm guna call the guys and we will find her!"

-----KAITLYN'S POV-----

The blindfold was removed and I saw a dark purple room, lit by candles. I was tied to a chair and my mouth was taped shut. I had no idea where I was, all I knew was I fell asleep with Andy and woke up in these restraints. Suddenly, the tape was ripped from my mouth and I screamed in pain.

"Hi kitty," a voice whispered in my ear.
"Paul," I said in a hushed tone.
"Did you miss me?" he asked walking into view.
"Never!"
"No? Well, I missed you. I especially missed this..."

Paul stood on my right side, smiling evilly as he dug the blade into my shoulder. It burned like hell, but I wouldn't scream. I winced and breathed heavily, not giving Paul the satisfaction of hurting me.

"What is it, darling? Too scared to feel pain? Well, that should fade eventually. In the mean time, why don't you just sit back and relax."

I felt the blade being drug to my arm, making a large gash stretching from my shoulder to my bicep. Tears began falling from my face and Paul began to chuckle at my pain. He drug the blade across my arm multiple times over the first cut.

"There," he laughed, "now you'll always have your stitches."
"I've earned them," I laughed.
"You earned them?" Paul asked, holding my face in his left hand. "You are worthless, disgusting, no wonder your family abandoned you!"

I felt a burning sensation on my forehead. I closed my eyes and felt a hot, metalic liquid running down my face from my forehead. I opened my eyes to see a trail of crimson running down my face in the reflection of Paul's blade. I held back the tears as darknes began filling my eyes.

I awoke in a cold bed, however I was tied down with rope. I looked outside and saw it was night. I looked to the stars and thought of the one person who meant more to me than my own life-Andy. I felt my heart soar as I thought of how he sang to me at night, held me as we slept, kissed me as we danced, and told me he loved me every day.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps echo in the room. I instantly closed my eyes, in fear, then re-opened them. I looked at the foot of the bed and saw Paul standing there, an evil smile on his face.

"You're awake," he chuckled. "Good, it wasn't much fun cutting you as you slept."

I looked to see my pants had been removed. Cuts ran up and down my thighs and I cringed. I attempted to close my legs, feeling insecure, but the restraints were too strong. Thankfully, I was still in Andy's mid-thigh length shirt.

"Oh please, I wouldn't try anything sexual with you. You disgust me, Kaitlyn. No way in hell would I want you in that way."

I began to cry at his last sentence. Paul's words stung more than the blade he used to cut me. My family hated me, Paul hated me, now Andy would hate me. All of my insecurities came back as I felt my leg ignite on fire. Paul was cutting me as I was at my weakest point. I screamed and cried in pain, wanting him to stop.

"Andy!" I cried.
"Sorry darling, rockstar isn't coming."

Hands grasped my underwear and I shuddered. I felt the side get tugged down and Paul began to laugh. I then remembered what I had done to myself from the incident with Scout.
"Nice to see you're back at your old habits, darling," he chuckled, positioning the blade.

I felt Paul carve letters into my hip and I screamed. I looked down and saw he carved Worthless into my body. I cried as I saw my skin all carved and scratched up. How could Andy love me now? I was ruined! I couldn't be loved ever again.

Notes

What's going to happen? Is Paul going to kill her? Will Andy be left alone in a world of darkness?

I'm back in town!