Kidnapped

kidnapped Chapter twenty seven

A/N: very short chapter I know, but I haven't uploaded and I wanted to give y'all something. As you can see the book is almost over now, I doubt there will be a sequel :( after it's done, I will go back and edit it since some people apparently find it hard to read with sooooo many grammar errors, even though I've clearly said it wasn't edited lol
Anyways ennnjjoooyyyy

Alex POV

I awake at around 7 the next morning, opening my eyes and staring at the ceiling. I turn my head expecting to see Jess still sleeping next to me but I find the bed empty and cold.

That's strange. I slowly push my legs over the bed and sit up. Everything still hurts no matter how slowly I move. I stand up and make my way to the dresser for some new clothes.

After I'm dressed I make my way to the door expecting to hear cooking or anything downstairs., or the shower running. Instead, the house is eerily quiet. I start to get an uneasy feeling in my stomach, where is everyone? I head to the bathroom and I'm almost there when I hear a door open behind me. I turn around expecting it to be Jess or Noah but come face to face with elijah.

I gasp and suddenly I'm very dizzy, so dizzy that I have to lean against the wall to keep from falling over. He looks like he hasn't slept in weeks. He hasn't seem me because he's looking down but he he hears me gasp and that's when he looks up.

"Alex," he whispers, "Alex, I'm so sorry, come here." He opens his arms wide and begins to walk towards me.

I start panting as he gets closer, scared that I'm going to pass out. He reAches me and embraces me in a big tight hug. I stand there awkwardly with my hands on my side, scared out of my mind.

"Hug me back." He growls suddenly. I tense up even more as I lift my arms and place them around his waist in a hug. He let's me go after a few seconds and places his hand under my chin, lifting my face up to his. He inspects my face looking for cuts and bruises.

Satisfied, he leans against the wall. "Where's Jess? I wAnt to apologize to her as well." He states.

"Um-I don't know actually. Where's Noah?" I ask.

"Stop asking about Noah," He says quietly, "let me tell you something. Noah isn't innocent. He will not protect you if the time comes. He'll protect me and you know it." He stands up straight and heads for my room.

I sigh, and head into the bathroom. I wonder where Jess and Noah are. I'm undressing, ready to attempt to take a shower hearing elijah open and close doors. He passes by the bathroom and I hear him growl some words.

"Fuck. No no no." He chants. I get an uneasy feeling in my stomach and decide to dress again and see what's going on. I finish dressing and step out searching for anyone. I hear elijah and finally Noah talking downstairs. Elijah sounds furious.

"I'm going to ask you one more freaking time. Where is she?!" Elijah screams.

"I don't know!" Noah yells back, "she was here last night! There's no way she coulda left right? We can't leave, you made sure of it. So i don't know where she is."

Oh my god. Jess isn't in the house?! Where is she? Did she escape? Did she leave me here?!

I walk to the top of the stairs, and look down. I see elijah run to the front door and reAch for the knob when he halts. He turns the knob and it opens without his key.he stands there for a couple seconds and then he punches the door so hard that his hand starts to bleed almost instantly.

I place my hand over my mouth to keep from gasping. She escaped! When ? Why didn't she get me?

Elijah suddenly looks to the top of the stairs and spots me. My eyes go wide as he begins to run up the stairs towards me. I struggle to get up, my knees suddenly feeling very weak. I stumble backward but I'm not fast enough. He reaches me and goes straight for my neck, grabbing me harshly once more, shoving me to the wall behind us.

I gasp in pain when my back makes contact with the wall, I feel like the air has been knocked out of me.

"Where is she?!" He screams in my face.

Wide eyed and terrified, I can't even speak.

He shakes me by my neck asking me over and over.

"Get the fuck off her!" I hear Noah yell. I look behind elijah and sure enough Noah is there trying to pry Elijah's hands off my neck. His squeezing gets tighter and my hands around his wrists get weaker.

Everything is spinning and I feel myself begin to black out. Finally my neck is released and I gasp for air and fall to my knees, my hands reaching for my neck. I hear thumping and as my vision clears I stare in horror at the scene in front of me.

Noah and elijah are going at it. They're throwing punches at each other's faces. My heartbeat gets quicker as I realize how close they are to the stairs, one bad move and one or both could fall down them.

Once Ive regained my breath, I stumble quietly to Elijah's room, not one of them noticing I've left. I enter his room and head straight for the dresser. I bend down and reach my hand behind it until I find what I'm looking for. My hand touches the cold object and I quickly pull it out. I quickly remember the one and only time I've shot a gun which is when my dad taught me once.

I was too terrified after that one time, I never bothered again. Thank god I remembered how though. Standing up, i hear elijah and Noah yelling obscenities at each other. I head quietly for the door, gun cocked and ready to go.

This ends now.