Ryan had made me shower with him, and now lay in the bed with him. He decided that I was "too shaken up" to go out with Ricky and Ryan Ashley, so he made me stay with him.

I tensed as he ran his fingers up my side, squeezing lightly. "You okay?"

I nodded, still refusing to speak to him.

"I have some things that I have to go handle. Can you stay here for a little bit? Will you be okay?"

I nodded again. Good. I'm glad he's leaving.

He kissed my head, standing up. I watched him walk out the door, closing it behind him. I sat up and looked around, my eyes resting on his phone. He left it.

I waited a few minutes to make sure he wasn't coming back for it, before grabbing it. I unlocked it, thankfully there was no password. I found where it says calls and opened it. I dialed 911, letting it ring.

"911 what is your emergency?"

"I-I need help. This guy kidnapped me and is keeping me in his house."

"Alright. Are you injured?"

"N-no. Not really."

"Okay. Remain calm. Do you know where you are?"

"N-No. I don't know."

"Okay. We're trying to trace the call. Please stay on the line."

"Please hurry..."

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Chris Cerulli." I mumbled.

"Alright. I've found your location. I'm sending someone there."

I hung up the phone, deleting the call from the log. Someone was coming. They were going to help me.

I have to call Devin. I need to tell him that in okay. But what happens if Ryan catches me? Will he hurt me?

Fuck it. I dialed his number, listening to it ring.

"Hello?"

"Dev? I-it's Chris."

"Holy shit, Chris! Where the fuck are you? Are you okay?"

"I don't know where I am, and I'm okay for now. I called the cops. They're on the way."

"Okay, good. What happened?"

"I don't even know. I was just waiting for you and a guy came and told me to do what he said. He took me somewhere."

"Holy shit. Has he hurt you at all? Did you call the police?"

"Yeah, he hurt me. But I did call the cops. They're on the way. I have to go. I'll see you soon."

I hung up the phone. I heard his footsteps. I quickly deleted the number from the recent and put it back right where it was. The door opened, and he looked at me. I made it look like I was straightening things up on the nightstand.

"What are you doing?"

"J-just fixing stuff." I muttered.

He walked over to me, placing his hand on the back of my neck. He leaned down by my ear. "I said I won't hurt you, and I'll keep that promise, but I want to know who you called."

"W-what?"

"Don't play stupid, boy. Who the fuck did you call?"

"No one. I-I swear."

"Then why did I hear you talking? Huh? I'm not stupid." He hissed. "Who the fuck did you call?"

"M-my friend. I-I called my f-friend."

"And what did you say to your friend?"

"I just told him that I'm okay. Th-thats all, I swear..."

"Why did you do that?"

"B-because I was worried about him. I just wanted him to know that I was alive."

"Oh. So you think that's just okay? You think you can just take my phone and do what you please?"

"I-I'm sorry. It w-won't happen again...please don't hurt me."

"Shut up. You're fucking lucky I don't hurt you."

I hugged my knees. "Please..."

"Shut-" He stopped speaking, his head snapping to the side.

I could hear a faint banging. The police! They were here!

He grabbed me by my throat and held me on the bed. I coughed and gagged, not able to break free.

"You little piece of shit. You called the fucking cops." He growled, hitting my head on the side of the nightstand.

Using my hair, he dragged me out of the room and down the halls. I whimpered. I was naked and it hurt. Where was he taking me? What was he doing?

He threw me too the floor in front of a large door. "Police! Open up!"

He opened the door. "Is there a problem officers?"

They pushed Ryan aside and entered the house. "Get on your knees, hands where I can see them!"

Ryan did just that, giving me a crooked smirk.

"Are you Chris?" One asked me.

I nodded slowly, watching Ryan. One of the began to search him, cuffing his hands behind his back.

I don't know what happened. I saw a flash of silver and all of a sudden, Ryan was standing in front of me, all 3 officers were lying on the ground, bleeding heavily. I gasped, staring at him.

He grabbed my chin, shoving two blood covered fingers into my mouth. I gagged, my eyes watering.

Ricky's Daddy and Ryan Ashley's boyfriend came running into the room.

"What the fuck?" They both said at the same time.

"You don't need to go hunting for a while, Mike." He said, not taking his eyes off of me.

"What happened, Ryan?" He asked again.

"I'll explain in a little while." He grabbed my hair, causing me to gasp. "Go back upstairs. I'll deal with you later."

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What do y'all think he's gonna do to Chris?

Also, sorry I haven't been active. Guys are confusing

~xxRy