Life From Here...

Some Lies, Some Truths, Some Pain, However No Gain...

Anna Grace pov

*tap*

*tap*

*tap*

I heard that same sound as I continued to ponder where I was. I couldn't help but think of Drew. Was he ok? Did he know I was gone? Did he even check to see if I was still with the pack?

I sat up in what appears to be a concrete bed. I was in a dark, musky cell with a chain around my ankle. There was a small toilet in the corner and there was that constant tap of water hitting the floor. I sat there on the bed, with my darkening thoughts.

I threw my feet over so the were dangling on the side of the bed. My hands were by each side of my hips, gripping the hard stone. The ankle chain would only let go as far to the cell doors.

I put my hand to my head and felt my hair. It felt horrible. I looked down to see I had no shoes on and my jacket was gone. My jeans had many tears and cuts in them. I was left in my black tank top and my traded up pants.

I got up and walked to the cell doors and I tried to unlock the door. Didn't work. I looked over and I realized I was all alone. Nobody else was here. Most likely killed by Derek.

Derek was ruthless. Killed anybody even if they were innocent. He killed you after you did or didn't give any information to you. Killed you to protect his identity. Kill you because you were to innocent. He believed long ago we were in love. But after a while, I saw that he was not cab able of feelings. He felt nothing. No remorse. No love. Nothing.

I was broken from my thoughts when I heard a door open loudly as it scrapped against the floor. I fled back to the bed and sat there, waiting for Derek to come. I sat there shaking furiously with the fear.

He appeared in front of the cell with a smirk on his face.

"Hello, darling. Feel alright?" He said with evil in his eyes.

"Please stop this. You know this isn't right. What changed Derek? What changed that made you into this person?" I said with a soft voice, trying to get his trust. He opened the cell and came in standing in front of me.

"You know what the hell it was! You left me! You were cheating! You were a whore! A bitch! You were this selfish little bitch that lost her family and wanted everything!"

That hurt, I had to admit. I still couldn't see why he would say that.

"Derek... I never meant for that to be. I only wanted you and your love. I know I was selfish after they died because I wanted then back so badly, I thought if I had everything I would feel better. And Derek, why would I cheat when I had you? You were my everything, my only. I only left because I thought you wanted me gone. When you beat me, I thought that meant you didn't want me." I said. Lies. Well most of them. A lot of them.

"You know that's not true! I loved you! And you still left!"

"I'm so sorry. I didn't think I was worth you anymore."

"But you were! You were my everything."

"I'm so sorry."

Slap

My face burned. The spot that he hit hurt badly.

"You will be sorry baby."

He yanked me by my hair, making me look up at him.

"Now are you ready to make a little movie?"

Drew pov

Two days. It's been two days since we fought. Two days since I've heard her voice. Two days since I've seen that angelic face. Two days since she had been taken by Derek.

I was a mess. I haven't ate. I haven't slept. I haven't showered. I've been looking for her. Looking high and low for her.

"Drew?" Dylan asked.

"Did you find something?" I asked with a quick, frantic voice.

"Yes..."

"What is it?"

"I don't think you'll like it."

We went down the stairs into the living room. We all sat down in a circle. In the the middle of the circle sat a package. A box.

I opened it and inside was a letter and a slightly bigger envelope. I opened the letter first and read it out loud:

Hello there Drew.
How are you? Your mate here is doing quite fine with me. She seems she's all cozy. Well maybe to me she is. I want you to know pain. Like she is. Here's the thing: she may not live after the little 'procedure' we will act upon her. After we are done with her, I am and will be killing her. It just all depends on if you can find me first. Catch me if you can Drew. Catch me.

~~Derek

I was shaking in anger. I looked back in the box and opened the envelope. It was a cd. I went to the DVD player an put it in and we all sat on the couch. I grabbed the remote and shakily pressed play.

Oh god.

My baby was laying there on a table. Whimpering. Derek appeared on the screen.

"I see you got my package Drew. Doesn't she look nice like this? I do." He ran his hands up and down her body and she shivered in disgust.

He nodded his head to a corner and he grabbed some sort of tool. She had wires attached all over her body. He looked up and grinned evilly at the camera.

Suddenly he put the tool on her body and she screamed in pain and she wouldn't stop. She squirmed and wouldn't stop. Her face was covered in tears and her face scrunched up in pain.

"Find her Drew. Find her." And he laughed and laughed. And then the screen went black.

Everyone sat there in silence. None of us moved. We all were processing what had just happened.

I had to get my baby back. Before I lost her forever...

A.n.
Hey guys I'm back from the dead. I was planning on updating last Wednesday but I got sick. It was bad to. Like bad as in talking to a water bottle because I was hopped up on medicine and it made me loopy. But this week is exams so don't expect me to update as much. But I am starting a new book soon. Yay! But see ya later guys! YOLO! Love ya!😍