"Celine...Celine, Celine." He sang out teasingly, his body still bent down in front of me, but his hand out of my hair and intertwined with his other one before him.

My gaze on the ground as I gnawed on my lip, nerves and fear swam together in my stomach.

Yet I once again only had myself to blame.

"Do you remember Jonah?" He asked me, my heart sped up as my head snapped up to face him, my eyes wide.

He smirked and narrowed his eyes, knowing the effect that my other torturer had on me.

Jonah was once my best friend, but he went against me and joined my father in his everyday tortures.

"I see that you remember him." He said menacingly, my breathing hitched, his smirk enlarged.

"Jonah!" He yelled out, my body trembling as I cried out and shook my head, pleading him with my eyes not to bring him here.

My father just smiled, enjoying the fear that he was able to burn inside me.

The door slammed open, but I couldn't look up, I was too scared.

My father started chuckling sadistically, whereas I could barely breath, the fear and anxiety that was eating me alive, labored my breathing.

"Well hello to you too, Ce." Jonah teasingly said, his voice holding anger, causing my head to start pounding, my bad thoughts swimming inside my mind.

I watched my fathers bent feet stand up straight as he left the room, I shut my eyes tightly and sobbed out wanting to disappear from this situation.

"Have fun." Father sang out, before slamming the door shut and locking it, I bit my lip and pushed my body back, wanting to be as far away from Jonah as possible.

My brown hair covering my face like a curtain, my breathing coming out in pants and my body shaking as if I was cold.

"I really missed you Celine." He said, his words fake but his tone dark, I shuddered at the shiver that ran down my spine, his footsteps heard as he walked closer to me.

I whimpered and cowered back even more, pushing away quickly, but not getting far because of the cold and dirty wall behind me.

He laughed, his chuckle echoing in the room, I fisted my hands and kept my teary gaze on the dirty ground.

"You don't miss me?" He asked jokingly, but once again his voice wasn't funny or calm, it was scary.

Suddenly he gripped my chin and raised my head up, making a gasp escape my lips as our eyes locked.

His dark green eyes looking intensely into mine, his face hard, and his dark red hair falling shortly behind his ears, bangs fell slightly on his light skin forehead.

I bit my lip as memories of all the torture and fun times hit me, he smirked, noticing he still had double effect on me.

"Oh Ce, you don't learn do you?" He asked harshly, tilting my head one side and then the other, I gulped and my brows furrowed, while forgotten tears trailed silently down my cheeks.

"You can't escape this-" he paused to enlarge his smirk, "-you can't escape me!" He continued, his voice loud and deep, making my heart skip a beat, not in love but in fear, just like from Dustin.

He smiled evilly his eyes narrowing as his hand, like my fathers previously, trailed up my cheeks and into my already tangled hair.

I winced in fear, but also the roughness of his hand, touching the burns and causing more pain to my scalp.

"P-please, Jonah." I begged, my voice soft and nervous, my eyes looking everywhere else but his own.

His hand fisted a bunch of my brown locks, he tilted my head so our eyes locked, he wanted to show me that he enjoyed this. I whimpered but instead of feeling scared, I felt hurt.

"Shut up!" He spat in my face while roughly tugging on my hair, so that he proved what he wanted, I yelped and tightly shut my eyes, the pain trailing throughout my head and mixing with the stinging of the burns.

"Open your eyes!" He yelled out, his voice booming, he already knew he held authority over me, even though he had none.

He gripped my hair tightly and my eyes snapped open, my hands slapping to my head, trying to pry his hand out of my hair.

He laughed and shook his head, using his empty hand, he tugged on my own and pulled them away, then he dropped them on the ground.

All too quickly, a smack landed roughly on my cheek, my head flew to the side, as my hands came to cover it, tears finally coming out heard with the sobs that were coming out strangled from my throat.

I gasped and shook my head, rubbing the cheek to try to prevent the stings that lingered on it, all that Jonah did was chuckle.

It broke my already broken heart.

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Marina's P.O.V

"What are we going to do!?" I asked angrily, my fists clenching and unclenching as we walked back to the pack house.

I looked over at Dustin's side who was glaring before him, my crimson eyes faded long ago, and my anger also reduced itself.

"Dustin." I said, trying to get his attention, his head snapped my way, frustration evident on his face.

"It's probably all a lie." He grit out while stopping, I stopped too and looked at him with furrowed brows.

"What?" I asked, my head tilting, hoping to not hear, what I am thinking he is going to say.

"This. Her kidnapping, it all might be a play for attention." He stated, nodding curtly before fisting his hands, I narrowed my eyes at him.

"A play?" I asked, my tone lacing disbelief as well as my face, he shrugged and nodded.

"How could this be a play? Are you crazy?! Celine is not that kind of girl! Stop saying these things, and honestly no kidnapping, could be worse then what you've done to her! Now shut up because she's your mate, whether you like it or not and we have to find her!" I yelled out loudly, my voice erupting in the woods, laced with anger and hurt, I felt bad for what Celine had to deal with, and embarrassed to say my brother, caused all her pain.

His face hardened as he processed my words, I watched as his fists shook angrily, his face evidently showing, that he wanted to hit something.

I shook my head, and he quickly turned around and punched the tree behind him, it bent slightly making me gasp, then he turned around and I watched as his chest puffed in and out, his breath labored.

My eyes narrowed at the structure he held.

"Did you envision Celine when you did that? Or is what you did to her, worse?" I asked in hate, my own blood boiling as I scoffed his way, he smirked.

"Worse." He grit out before walking away, my eyes widened as I shook my head.

"And I enjoyed it!" He yelled out, while continuing his walk away from me, I growled loudly and ran his way, then I stood in front of him and stopped him.

His face held a smirk and cold eyes, I smirked back.

"When I find her, be ready for all the pain I will make her bring you dear brother, because you will never, ever be able to see her, again." I grit out, not allowing him to even respond, I turned around and proudly walked away, leaving my damage behind.

My smirk enlarged at the loud growl that I heard behind me, and my eyes narrowed as I continued walking.

I will avenge you Celine...