Jason's POV

"I can't believe that fucking worthless bitch left!" Alex yelled pacing back in forth. "Look don't fucking talk about her like that. I'm the only one who can call her that type of shit! " I shouted, shoving him in his chest hard.

"Jason what the hell do you want me to say then! She could possibly tell the cops on us, and the fact she has your fucking phone man. Your phone you don't even have 'Find My IPhone' set upon!" He grumbles, throwing his fist in the air. "I know! I know, I know! I will do it okay." I screamed at the voices in my head, rubbing my face viscously with my hands.

"Shit, Jason chill the hell out man. You're scaring everyone." Alex being Alex, worriedly spoke, attempting to sit me down. "I need her, I got to have her, I want her, and I love her." I mumble, rocking myself back and forth. Not hearing no one around me.

I just want my princess, and I want her right now. She left me, so she has to pay the price. I'll kill her before she even thinks about leaving me again.

"Jason." I hear someone call me, but I don't think nothing of it. "Jason?" The voice calls out again.

"JASON!!" It rings throughout my ears a bit louder. "Huh? What?" I snap my head up, at multiple widened eyes looking down at me.

"Dude are you okay?" Ryan hesitantly questioned, concern written all over his face. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I probe confused as can be.

"You were-" Ryan started but Alex cut him off. "Bro you were doing that crazy shit again. All spaced out, rocking back and forth with that twitch in your eyes.

"Shit, shit, shit." I shout hitting my head hard as can be. "Stop man it's okay, you're okay now." Ryan sat down next to me, patting my back in soothing motions.

The thing is I'm not "okay", I'm far from it. I have a serious problem, which I much not want to explain right now.

"Jase, man you're doing it again." Za raised his voice, snapping his fingers in front of my face.

But I couldn't get out the funk I was currently in. It's like everything around me disappeared, leaving me all alone in complete darkness.

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Flashback

"Atta girl." I kissed her cheek. "Now go in the kitchen and wash those dishes... so you can go up to bed to get some rest. Me and the boys have some important things we have to discuss." I took her off my lap gesturing to the kitchen. "O-okay." She said walking away, heading to the kitchen.

I waited until Malarie was fully in the kitchen to talk to the guys. About an upcoming mission we have to do in the Netherlands. This is our biggest mission yet, and we leave tomorrow night. So I am very much excited for this particular job.

If we all successfully bomb The Royal Palace in Amsterdam. We all will get a payment of twenty four million dollars, to split amongst all ten of us guys. Meaning we all get two point four million just for ourselves.

"Let's get started, while Mal's cleaning up that messy ass kitchen." I scolded, looking at them angrily. They all agreed, along with saying "sorry" or "my bad".

"Oh calm down Jason, you need to keep her in check. I always hear her disrespect you at night, saying no and other shit." Alex scoffed, giving Damian a bro handshake. "Shut the fuck Alex, Malarie and my relationship doesn't concern you." I grumble, getting slightly irritated.

"What relationship." He mumbled, but I heard him loud and clear. "Don't get fuck up again." I sneered, getting up from my spot on the couch.

"Whatever baby bro." He flicked me off, rolling his red eyes. "Now let's get started." I walk over to the glass table in the middle of the living room, picking up a beige folder.

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"Let's go over it one more time." Cockily smiling, I wave my hands around in teacher like manner. "Come on bruh, we went over it four times already." Moe complained, groaning incredibly loud. "Yeah man, I'm tired as hell." Cal added yawning, along with looking at his nails.

You see I have to go over plans more than three times with these dumb fools. And the funny thing is, I'm not even the leader of our gang. Its Alex stupid ass. But I put more work into this little business we're in, more than anybody else. When my father had  "supposedly" died, he left the leader position to Alex. The reason why I say supposedly, has to do with the cops not finding his body in the ocean. I will always have my doubts about him being dead. Even though my brother says that he's gone, just like our mother.

"I don't care if any of you dicks are tired! We are going to go over this one more fucking time. And you all know why I have to. If you don't mind, let me refresh your memories. You fucktards don't take directions well. And you will get us caught again, and I'm not going back to jail." I rambled on, growing more and more irritated.

"Yes Jason." Everyone mumbled in unison, looking at me in defeat. "What time do we leave the house tomorrow?" I ask no one in particular, I just want to know the answer.

"At five thirty p.m." They all answered in tired voices. "That's right. Then Alex will drive all of us including Malarie, to our private jet terminal. Which is where at boys?" I gave them all a questionable look.

"Delta Private Jets." They all looked at me with bored faces. "Yeah buddy! And at exactly what time should we all be boarding? You answer this time Cal." He drinks the rest of his juice box, before he answered.

"Well since we'll be hauling ass driving. We should be boarding no later than six fifteen, maybe six thirty at the most." I nod happily.

"Yeah, that sounds about right. Thank you so much for listening this time man." I patted his back nodding my head. "Then we all sleep for a thirteen hour, and forty five minute flight." Ryan interjected, causing everyone to groan.

"Alright, once we finally get there around seven after in the morning. We all will get in our waiting car, and head over to the hotel. What's the name of the hotel?" I looked around waiting for the answer. "Hotel Okura Amsterdam" my friends responded at once.

"I am so proud of you kids." They all scoffed, or said rude comments to me.

"The next day, were is the building we're bombing located?" I asked as if I was speaking to children. "The west side of the Dam Square." Nonchalantly, they spoke at once.

"Yes very good! Now the west side of the Dam Square is in the middle of what?" Running my hands through my hair, I wait for the answer. "The center of Amsterdam." Those assholes of a gang murmured uncaringly.

"Great, you all do listen." I sarcastically cooed. "Jason man stop treating us like babies, let's get on with this shit bruh." Damian groaned, rubbing his temples.

"Fine. Malcom what's your position bro?" I motioned over to Malcolm rolling a blunt. "I'm the driver, we all leave the hotel at exactly ten in the morning." He spoke as he was preoccupied preparing his relief.

"Yeah, that's right. So I'm going to stop us here, seeing that its already eight at night." I glanced at the wall clock, standing up. "YES!" They all yelled, fist bumping each other.

"Hey, hey, hey, calm all that down. I'm not actually done yet." Placing my hands on my hips, I look at the mad faces before me. "Ah Jason man, come on that's enough." Alex huffed, sitting back down on his couch.

"Oh shut up bro, I just wanted to ask if you all have any questions concerning tomorrow." The guys all shook their heads saying "no", and that they knew the plan.

"Well then this meeting is done. See you all tomorrow afternoon, you may be dismissed." I bowed, walking out the living room.

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I head inside the kitchen we're Malarie is supposed to be cleaning up. I just hope she's all done, she had more than enough time to do her job. I walked through the kitchen swinging doors and see a still messy ass kitchen!

Did she really not listen to me?

At this point I'm beyond pissed off- cut that. I am beyond furious. And I am ready to blow at any given moment. So I do what I do best, I scream her name loudly. Making my voice echo off the walls, probably even echoing off the whole damn mansion.

"MALARIE BRING YOUR FUCKING ASS DOWN HERE NOW!!!" I screamed out of rage. No answer

"Baby love, I said to come down those stairs!" I yelled once again. Silence feels the room. "Don't make me come up there, and drag your little hard headed ass down here." Again there was nothing but complete silence.

I marched up the stairs, pissed as can be. Just trying to understand why my Malarie doesn't like listening to me. I get up to the stairs and head to my bedroom. Opening up the door, to be reveal a vacant room!

"What hell." I whispered to myself, looking around the room. "Baby come on out, I'm tired and not really in the mood." I call out, growing impatient.

I checked my bathroom, and my walk-in closet. But there's no sign of my Baby Love Bug in sight.

"Empty room, dirty ass kitchen, no shoes." I listed off, pacing back and forth. "No shoes." I concentrated really hard, biting my thumb.

No she didn't, she couldn't, but she did. Damn it!

"NO FUCKING SHOES!! Oh my gosh! Guys get in here, hurry the fuck up its important!" I yelled out in pure fury, shoving all the items on my desk over.

Not a minute later the whole squad ran into my room. They all looked tired but scared of my fuming presence. They should be. If it wasn't for me having to explain shit to them, my princess wouldn't even be gone.

"W-what's going on McCann?" Cal asked nervously. "Malarie fucking ran away again, Hood!" I snapped at him, using his last name. Causing him hold his hands up in defense.

"What the fuck man, that bitch is always doing that." Alex spat, pissed off. "What do you want us to do Jason?" Ryan questioned, pulling on his shirt as he stepped into my room.

"Oh we're going to find her stupid ass, and then I'm going to teach her whose in charge here. Best believe she won't be leaving me again."I chuckled darkly, as my left eye twitch in all sorts of hysterics. "Man chill, you know what happens when you're angry." My brother attempted to sit me down on my bed. I shrugged him off in disgust.

"Don't fucking touch me Alexander." I spoke dangerously calm, staring straight ahead. Going to my dark place- the place I go when I torture people showing no mercy. "Oh shit." I heard one of the guys say.

I chuckled psychotically, turning to look at all them staring at me with wide eyes. "She's going to be in some deep shit, when I get my hands on her. She may even be bleeding when I'm through with her." I got up from the bed walking out the room.

The gang slowly followed behind me, which is probably a good idea for all them to keep some distance. They all know when I'm like this, I'm not myself. And when I'm not me, I do things without thinking straight. This is one of the main reasons why my father didn't leave me the title of being leader. I don't care though, because in a sense I am the leader. Everyone listens to me in this fucking house... whether they like it or not.

"Jason wait! Hold up man, what are you doing?" Ryan ran closer to me. Interrupting my search around the house. "I. Am. Looking. For. What's. Mine." I slowly grumbled, causing my chest to fiercely expand up and down.

"Look man, I know you are planning to do something to her. Just think about your choices first alight?" He placed his hand on my shoulder, trying to reason with me. "Get out my fucking way, Ryan." Shouting out, I push him away from me.

"Alright." He raised his hands, backing down. "All of you start looking everywhere for her. We won't sleep until I find her dumb ass." Everyone scattering around, we began our search.

We searched the house from head to toe, there still was no sign of her. We looked through every bedroom, bathroom, closet, cabinet, the garage. We even searched the fucking pool and Jacuzzi. Malarie wasn't here, she was long gone by now. My brother, Ryan and I stayed in the house, while the rest of the gang looked in the woods for her.

She is in so much damn trouble.

"Fuck, have you seen my phone? I had it at dinner earlier." I frantically looked in the many of drawer cabinets in the kitchen. "Nah I haven't seen it, try calling to see if you hear it." Ryan suggested, handing me his phone.

"Thanks." He nodded drinking a Pepsi, as well as eating a pickle.

I called my phone multiple times, and still didn't hear a ring or vibration. I so happen to looked at my chair at the kitchen table... seeing that it wasn't pushed in.

"AHH." I roared punching the nearest wall several times. "Whoa, what the hell man." Alex yelled pulling me away from the now hole covered wall.

"What's wrong, what is it Jase?" Ryan asked confused. "That little piece of shit got my phone, I know she does. I left it sitting on my chair." I glared at my chair, as I pointed to it.

"Man how do you know that you didn't take it off the chair yourself?" Alex spoke loudly. "You fucking idiot, I always push in my chairs... look what's not pushed in." I motioned my hand to the pulled out chair.

"Shit she does have his phone bro, the dummy left the damn charger on the floor." Ryan shook his head in a 'duh' tight of way. "Call the guys to come back- especially Jacob, he can track her down within no time." I spaced out once again.

"I will." Ryan agreed giving me a bro handshake. "Alex tell everyone to blow my phone up! Scare the shit out of her, I don't even care what you all say. Just do it, give me your burner phone as well. Daddy Jason wants to play around too." I chuckle to myself, loving the fact that she'll be scared.

"Alright little bro." Alex laughed as well, shaking his head walking away.

End of Flashback

"JASON!!" I heard my name being called in the distance, but I couldn't quite get out my funk. "JASON!!" It sounded once more, only this time it was louder.

"JASON!! Man snap out of it, please? You're scaring the fucking shit out of all of us." I snap out my thoughts, looking up to see Alex shaking me all too roughly. "What, what's going on?" Confusion emitted throughout my words, as I slightly become irritated again.

"Bro you were in that fucking daze again." Za smacked my arm, giving me crazy eyes. "I got her man, I tracked her down." Jacob yelled, getting all our attention.

"I'M GOING TO KILL HER!!!" I yelled, heading to the door.

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Malarie's POV

After I finished washing my hands in the restroom, my mom and I headed back to that security room. Where Security Turner was there waiting for me, with my water in his hand. I am still very shaky and scared out of my mind. I know Jason will find me, I just don't know when or where he will get me again. It's only a matter of time.

"Here you go Miss." He handed me a cold water bottle, giving me a warm smile. "Thank you." I whispered, taking the water.

"Ma'am's you both can take a see here." The country cop gestured to two seat next to my dad.

My mom and I took our seats, me being in between both of my parents. My mom wouldn't let my hand go for nothing, and my dad just kept kissing the side of my head. Whispering sweet words to me, making me sob more.

"Let's begin the questioning. The reason we didn't have you all go back to the police station, is because we're dealing with a kidnapping charge. We also want you to remain safe as possible darling." The cop explained to us. I nodded my head, taking a much needed sip of water.

"For the record, can you state your first and last name, please?" I cleared my still dry throat. "Um my name is M-Mal- uh Malarie Dawson-Banks." I stuttered.

"It's nice to meet you Malarie, my name is Deputy Roger Jones. Don't be nervous we're all here to help you, okay?" Blowing out a shaky breath, I respond with an "y-yes."

"That's good. Do you Mr. and Mrs. Banks give me permission to question your daughter?" Deputy Jones asked my parents. "Yes we do." The both answered firmly, and at the same time.

"Let's get to this questioning then. Malarie I am aware that you were kidnapped last week, Sunday evening. Am I correct?" He gave me his undivided attention, waiting patiently for my response. "Yes, yes you are correct." I tried to sound confident, but failed miserably.

"Good. Now tell me what happened the evening, when you went to the store? Try to remember everything darling, it's very important that you do so." He again looked at me with full on attention.

"I w-was going to get some snacks for myself. Then there was a loud noise-" I started, but looked down. "It's okay sweet pea, take your time." Mom rubbed my knee soothingly.

"What happened next Malarie?" Deputy Rogers probed. "The r-robbery started to h-happen." I stuttered letting tears freely fall down my face. "The o-owner got shot three times in the head, all because he d-didn't give the man the money." I was full on crying now.

"Yes, I seen the crime scene. What else happened darling? I'm sorry honey, but I have to ask you these questions in order for me to help you. As well as taking that scumbag off the streets." Deputy Rogers passed me a box of tissues, which I gladly took.

"T-they slapped an older lady, because she kept crying. They beat a man senseless because he didn't get down. Daddy they were- they were so horrible. I was so scared." I cried in my dad's shoulder. "Calm down Mal, daddy is right here to protect you. But you have to finish telling this kind deputy every single thing, I know you are strong." He cooed rubbing my back.

"Alright." I sniffled. "Go ahead and continue." Deputy Jones smiled reassuringly at me.

"After I saw the older lady get hit, I remembered I had my cellphone. I was going to send you a quick text mom, I was going to tell you I n-needed y-your h-help. I had it wrote d-down ready to send, but the g-guy took my phone." I looked at my mom and broke down, letting myself cry my eyes out.

"Shh you are here now, you are not going anywhere." She rubbed my cheeks.

I don't know mom, I just hope you are right. Jason is a crazy case here.

"A couple more, than we're all done." Taking another sip of my water I nodded. "Do you know his name?" I tensed as soon as that question came out of his mouth.

It made think of all the threats and promises, Jason told me if I snitched. Oh no, what am I going to do? I can't get my family killed, I just cant.

"Malarie, he's not going to hurt you. I need to know his name." Deputy Jones said leaning forward in his chair. "H-his name is-" I nervously looked away stopping myself.

"Come on baby you can do it." My dad looked into my eyes. I turned to face the deputy again. "His n-name i-is J-Jas- Jasper." I said lying through my sobs.

"Jasper? Thy his name, are you sure?" My dad glanced down looking into my eyes. "Y-yes daddy I am." I hide in his shirt, mad I lied.

"Okay, now how does this Jasper guy so happen to look?" Biting my lip nervously, I try to get Jason's features out my head. "He is really tall, six foot one maybe. Blue eyes, short cut hair, tattoos everywhere." I ramble, all while biting my lip in a world of nervousness.

Lie after lie. I have to do this, my family is important to me. It's not exactly all a lie, but most of his appearance is a fib.

"Lastly but not least, did he sexually assault you in any way or form? I see you have bruises on your hands and arms, so I need to know if he did." Deputy Rogers was looked at me dead serious. "No. All he did was hit me." I looked him straight in the eyes.

"Are you positive sweetheart?" My mom asked worriedly. "Mommy I know you taught us never to swear to God, but I swear to God mom. He has never did anything to me in that way."

"I believe you baby." My mom rubbed my hand. "Alright folks, even though she said he didn't do that. We still have to take her to the hospital, to get checked out. By law we have to get everything checked out properly." We all nodded, understanding he had to do his job.

"So my partner and I will follow you all to the hospital, you know just to make sure you're safe. And then we will file this report and start our investigation." He assured us, shaking our hands.

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After getting the rape kit done on me at the hospital. Which was so very embarrassing for me, to have a woman look inside my lady parts. I told her I was a virgin and never been raped, but she insisted on checking anyway.

I complied and let her check me down there, I also got a full body scan. Just to make sure I didn't have any broken bones, or brain damage of any sort. I did have visible bruises, from him hitting and grabbing me roughly all the time. But other than that I was okay to go home, being reunited with my family.

"I'm glad that's all over." I mumbled strapping my seatbelt on. "Yeah me too, but they had to make sure you were all right." My mom turned in her seat to face me.

"Sweetheart are you sure you don't want to go to a hotel tonight?" I shook my head in rejection. "Daddy I am positive, I want to see my brothers and sisters, and I want to sleep in my own bed." I honestly said closing my eyes.

"Okay if that's what you want." He agreed starting the car, then pulling out the parking lot. "That's exactly what I want dad." I pulled out Jason's phone turning it on, trying to hide it from my parents.

Please don't ask me why I still have it, because the answer is I truly don't know. I just feel like if I keep it, I have some way of knowing what his next move is. There's instantly one text being displayed, and I can't help but be sad and depressed for the hundredth time today.

Unknown: I just can't wait to see you again, you very, very, very, bad girl. But don't worry, I'll really try not to bruise your face too bad. Goodnight, and be waiting for me princess. I love you to death.

I am so freaking screwed.

After reading that text over and over again, I slowly fell into a much needed slumber. About an hour later I felt myself being lifted and carried off somewhere. I instantly snapped my eyes open, squirming and looking around frantically.

"Mallie calm down it's just me, dad." I sighed a sigh of relief, snuggling up more in my dad's warm embrace.

We reached my room and I couldn't help but shed a tear. I was so extremely happy to be home, to be with my family once again.

"I am so extremely happy you are home now. I prayed every day, to see your face sweetheart. I love you so much, and I know you love me too." My dad sniffled wiping his now tear stained eyes.

"I love you too dad." I hugged him with all my might. "I know, now get some rest, okay? Your brothers and sisters will be so excited to see you tomorrow." I nodded, hugging him goodnight.

After my dad had left me in my room, I didn't sleep one bit. All I could do was think about whether I made the right decision or not. I just have to be with my family, I couldn't take the risk of them leaving me. They're all I have, apart from my grandparents- all eight of them.

Remember I am adopted, so I have maternal and paternal grandparents. Apart from my adoptive grandparents.

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I am rudely awaken by screams and multiple feet jumping on my bed. And that's when I am met by my brothers and sisters!!

"Oh my god, oh my god MALARIE!" My older sister Jessa screams, hugging me tightly. "Jessa I m-missed you so much!" I sob in her neck.

"I missed you too, promise me you'll never leave us again." She held out her pinky to me. "I won't leave you, I'll always be with you." I cupped my pinky with hers, giving her a hug.

"Aye move your hogging ass Jess. I want to hug Rainbow too." Greg spoke, pushing Jessa out the way. "Hey." She groaned loudly.

"Hey Rainbow, how are you kid?" I giggled, wiping my tears free. "I am doing well, now that I'm home." I smiled, hugging my brother.

"Hi Mal." Both my brother Jaden and my other sister Emmy squealed, coming into my room. "Hey guys." I widely smiled, getting up from my bed to hug them both.

I probably looked like a skeleton to my siblings, because they all gasp. I'm usually curvy and well proportioned, when it comes to my weight. I can't blame them though, Jason only gave me a piece of bread and water. Then on top of that, those two days I didn't eat or drink anything.

"Mallawiee." Baby Albert squealed wobbling to me. "Albert." I squealed with the same enthusiasm.

I kissed, snuggled, and cuddle him. He is my baby boy, and I loved him so dearly. I never wanted to let him go, even if he was squirming. But it all had to end when my brother Jaden spoke up, breaking my baby brother and my bonding.

"Huh what did you say?" I turn to him, as I straighten my posture on the carpeted floor. "I said does it hurt?" He asked me.

"Does what hurt?" I asked confused out my mind. "This." He poked my thigh, with a huge handprint on it.

Jason McCann's handprint

I put Albert down, just staring at the handprint. Wishing it could just disapper and go away forever. Tears welled up in my eyes and I couldn't help but cry.

"Damn it stupid ass, now look what you did." Greg smacked Jaden right on his chest. "No, No its okay. You didn't make me cry, it doesn't really hurt as much anymore." I looked up at them wiping my eyes.

"I'm sorry." Jaden apologize looking away. "You didn't do nothing wrong Jadey." I cooed hugging him.

"Kids come down for breakfast!" Our mom yelled from downstairs. "Food! I'm hungry let's go eat." I jumped up and down.

we mad our way downstairs, to eat the delicious food my mom had set out all over the table. I couldn't be happier than I am now. I am eating breakfast with my family, just like old times. Even though I was kidnapped a week and five days ago. It seems as if it's a distant memory in my mind.

It will always hunt me, but I don't want to think about that right now. I just want to enjoy the presence of my family, at this moment in time. We all talked about what I missed, we even talked about what happened to me. I kept out the baby situation, just like I kept that out from the deputy. I was too scared of what they would think of me almost being raped. I couldn't stand how they would look at me, if I told them that.

I just hope Jason leaves me alone. I don't want him, and I will never love him. He can send all those texts if he wants. I will never reply nor will I ever believe his threats, except for killing my family.

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- Chapter 6 is finally here young thugs! I made it extra longer for you as well! :)

- Alexis -