On stage

Chris called the cops, and stayed at the house with me, just in case she returned, while Andy, and everyone else, went to go look for her, I feel so helpless, pacing back and forth, while chis talks to the police, I’m shaking, and on the verge of a panic attack, I can’t even talk, all I want is my baby back in my arms, this is the worst feeling I’ve ever felt, not knowing where my child id, not knowing if she’s okay, not being able to help her,
“stop pacing sweetheart, you’re going to give yourself another panic attack” Chris said, pulling me into a hug,
“what if they are hurting her, I hope she is okay, I just want my angel back Chris!” I yelled
“they are doing all they can, and the guys are out looking for her, we are all trying our best Hun” he said
“no! she could be getting hurt right now Chris! You don’t understand!” I screamed, then started lashing out on him, hitting and kicking him,
“you don’t understand” I cried, sliding down to the floor, still in his embrace.
That night the guys stayed out looking for her, while I stayed at the house with Chris.
Its 9 am when the guys come home, my feet are bloody, and my arms rubbed raw from nervously rubbing them, I have old dried tears, and new ones in my eyes, Andy saw me, he was crying himself, along with the other guys, Andy hugged me, but I just kept pacing, and rubbing my arms, Andy finally got me to lay down on the couch, I cried myself to sleep for a few hours, then woke up, I couldn’t move, my muscles ached, any carried me upstairs, and helped me shower, then I immediately started pacing in front of the door again, Andy just sat on the barstool and stared Blankley, that’s all anyone seemed to be doing, just staring, at the wall, table, or ground, we all sent out tweets, with a picture of Naomi, saying “help bring her home” we read every comment, hoping something would help, but to no avail, we all just sat hopelessly, waiting for a text, a tweet, a phone call, a knock on the door, something.

Naomi’s POV:


I woke up in the trunk of a car, the tag to open it had been removed, and all I could hear was loud music, I freaked out at first, but then realized my phone was in my pocket, my first instinct was to call the police, as soon as it started ringing, I whisper explained everything, the lady told me she was tracking my phone, and to kick out the tail light, and wave my arm around, I did as I was told, I kicked out the tail lights and looked out first, there were very few cars in the distance, but I still flailed my arm like there was no tomorrow, the car pulled off onto a dirt road, and I gave up hope, I pulled my arm back in, and put my phone in my bra, but kept the call going, the music stopped a while ago, and we have been on this road for about 10 minutes, when the car came to a stop, I heard multiple doors open and slam, I knew there was more than one person doing this, but why?
I was snapped from my thoughts, as the trunk popped open, to reveal 6 familiar faces, I just couldn’t pinpoint where I knew them from, they picked me up, and carried me inside, where they tied each of my hands and feet to a post, I figured they weren’t going to take off my shirt, because my arms were tied, and I was right, they just lifted my skirt, and cut my spanks off, then proceeded to rape me, one, by one, over and over again, while I cried out “no, please don’t” but it didn’t help. I was growing weak, and had obviously been drugged.

**2 days later**
I’m numb, my kidnappers have rapped me for two days straight, where are my parents, where are the cops, where is my family? Did they not care that I was missing?
All of the sudden, liquid was being poured into my mouth, it tasted like poison, but I had no choice but to swallow, they held my nose, and my mouth, once I swallowed it, I immediately began feeling groggy, then I was carried off and put in the backseat of a car before everything went black.
I woke up in my front yard, it was dark out, so I’m guessing no one has been out yet, I tried to scream, but it was just a whisper, my throat, and the rest of me was sore, and my ankles and wrists were bloody, but I slowly drug myself closer and closer to the house, trying my best to scream out for help, but once again it was only a whisper.

Andy’s POV:

Everyone sat in the kitchen, poking at food, no one really eating, just moping, oh how I wish she wouldn’t have answered the door, I wish I would have, or someone else at least
“do you hear that?” emmaliee said quietly
“hear what?” josh said
“It’s probably just your imagination” Ricky said, if there was one person sadder than me and em, it was Ricky, they were best friends,
“I hear it too” vic said, we all ran to the door, when I opened it I immediately broke into 9 million pieces, my heart stopped, my baby girl lay in front of me, beaten, and naked,
“call an ambulance!” I screamed, as we all ran to help her, I can’t even describe how awe full she looks, I want to stab someone in the face right now I’m so mad, my baby girl, my angel, my everything, broken, not even able to move.
The ambulance, and police came in less than a few minutes, me and emmaliee rode in the ambulance, while the guys stayed back to answer questions,we arrived at the hospital, and she was immediately given iv fluids, and we were told to wait in the waiting room, we all sat there, waiting, crying our eyes out.
The dr. finally came out,
“she’s awake, she had stitches in multiple places, she also has mild internal bleeding, and we are almost positive she was raped, there was also some fluid on her brain, and her nose was broken, also, she will not talk to any of us, she just stares off into the distance, you can go see her now, normally we wouldn’t let this many people into a room, but I will make an exception this once, because she is not talking, follow me”
We all walked behind the doctor, and into her room, I died a little inside, seeing my once, perfect, sweet, innocent angel, lay before me, still perfect, nut broken and bruised, robbed of her innocence, her eyes were glassy, she had been crying, but nonetheless she wouldn’t talk to us, not so much as make eye contact, no matter how hard ant of us tried, it just wasn’t working.

Notes

I absolutely hated writing this chapter, but it had to be done, the ending will amaze you guys, I know I said just a few more chapters, but im getting back into this story, so I might write like 10 more, idk, we will see!!

--emmaliee--