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happy update!

I'm soooo sorry this update took so long! April is going to be a really hard month for me to update during because I have tons of papers and projects, and it is also finals time. But I am trying my very best.

Also, i've had the next chapter pre-written for awhile so it won't take as long for me to update (hopefully)!

Okay, so before you read, if you have a problem with extreme violence then please be cautious while reading!!

Okay, carry on...

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You think you know everything, until everything you know is suddenly everything you didn't know.

There was being blindsided, and then there was being absolutely obliterated.

I didn't know how much time had passed since I had been shoved in the trunk of that car, but I did know what had happened since.

The moment the door slammed shut I had been surrounded in darkness. The trunk smelt like grass, dirt, and cigarette smoke.

I knew that face. Those eyes. I knew those eyes.

For the first few minutes I screamed, cried, and panicked before suddenly I remembered something.

I had watched enough scary movies with Jamie to know that when this happens, you're supposed to try and kick out one of the taillights so you can stick your hand out and someone will see you.

That's what Harry would have me do, he would have me fight.

I kicked and kicked and kicked at the left tail light as hard as I could until it finally gave way. I turned myself around and moved my face so I could look through the hole, but instead of cars, the streets were empty.

I could see the capitol building getting smaller and smaller, until the building lined streets turned into ones with trees, and then the lights were gone completely.

The car must have driven for hours.

I tried opening the trunk from the inside, stuck my hand out the broken taillight for what seemed like forever, but it was to no use.

Eventually I just laid there and cried, because there was nothing else I could do.

I wondered if people were already looking for me, if my parents were losing their minds yet.

The RR...they had me...and I might never see them again. I ran away to spite them and now I might never see them again, and one of the last things I told them was that I hate them.

Mila. What if the last time I saw her really was the last time...

And Harry. He would be devastated if he knew I went to go find him but instead was tricked and kidnapped...and possibly killed.

If I died going to find him he would kill me.

Eventually the car began to slow down, and I looked out the broken tail light to see we were on a dirt road.

I couldn't tell where we were at, except that it was the country. I could smell the trees and the dirt.

Suddenly the car stopped, and I knew they were about to get me.

They...them...

The trunk opened and I tried to cover my face with my arm, kicking my feet to fight them off but I was grabbed by the forearms and yanked out of the trunk of the car.

"No! Let me go!" I screamed, kicking my legs but those were grabbed too. "Why are you doing this?!"

They dragged me inside a house, it was dark, and like the car it smelled like cigarettes.