Dakota's pov

It was morning.

We were in my house. It felt so empty. There wasn't mom or dad to cheer me up neither there was Ady, who could assure me.

I called him and warned him about the man assigned to kill Alice. I just hope they're safe.

I haven't been able to contact mom at all. I don't even know what's happening..but according to Emmet, mom hasn't yet reached Roy's place otherwise he would've got notified. It was quite bizarre, that the person kidnapping me, sending men to kill me, is now helping me.

More bizarre is the fact, that I'm in love with my killer.

Chris.

I looked towards the couch where he was sprawled, sleeping soundly. I had treated his injuries but he needed rest. A lot of it.

Rosalie and Rush were upstairs sleeping too. They were tired after all. And I felt such pride when I thought about what they did for me.

They picked up guns and joined the fight which was supposed to be mine, and protected me. I guess, they just took the best friend thing up to a whole new level.

Rush had a deep gash on her shoulder which worried me. She bled a lot yet pretended to be perfectly fine. Rosalie was fine except for a few scratches and bruises.

I guess, her mother being a fighter too, had influenced her indirectly. Because I found it shocking that she was easily handling a rifle and killing enemies like she's done it thousands of times.

But then again, it runs in her blood.

And as for the traitor Irina, I have locked her up in the guestroom, and had mixed sleeping pills in her orange juice when she asked for one.

It was surprising that she felt no guilt or anything whatsoever. How can a person be so insensitive?

I sat down on the chair and opened the laptop to see the location of my mom.

Panic coursed through me when I saw only one red dot near the chocolate factory. There were no other dots.

Who could that be? Was it mom? And if it isn't, then who could be the single red dot?

My phone rang and Emmet's name flashed on the screen.

"Hello?"

"Your mom is in danger. She's captured. Dad just called me asking about what I've done to you. Dakota you need to hurry."

"Is my dad there too?" I asked gritting my teeth.

"Yes. "

"Thanks Emmet." I said hanging up.

I got up and went to the living room to see whether Chris was up or not.

But the couch was empty.

I frowned. Where was he?

"Looking for us stiff?" a masculine voice asked me from behind.

I turned my head to see Chris standing there with a grin plastered on his face, accompanied by Rosalie and Rush.

They were armed with guns and knives, all bounded firmly to their bodies.

"Guys no. It's my fight. You can't join me." I said shaking my head.

"She's kidding right?" I heard Rush's voice; "C'mon seriously? I had just ordered my ninja sword on the Amazon and you're saying I can't join you? Well Fudge you, you poophead! I'm coming and there's nothing you could do about it."

I looked up to see Rush giving me glares and huffing and puffing like a small angry child.

How cute!

"She's right Dakota. It's not your fight alone. My father is there with them. It's my fight too! I need to protect my family too like you do. And moreover, I'm not leaving your side, we'll end this thing together." Rosalie said with a firm but soft voice.

I felt helpless. How am I gonna convince them to stay here!?

"They're right. " Chris muttered. "We're not leaving your side. We're in this together now, and I have to kill that bastard for making me do things to the two most precious girls in my lives."

My heart perked up at the mention of 'two most precious girls'. I hoped that one of the girls was me.

Rush gave me an amused grin. "Stop with the blushing Chica. You have a lot of time to do that later."

I cleared my throat and sighed. I knew I couldn't win against them.

"Fine."

Amanda's pov

(continuation from the messy state in Blake's house, where they retrieve Jake's injured body)

We went out of the house towards Emily's car. We had to reach the factory to save the rest of the family.

It was still midnight, only two-three hours till dawn.

The car started and everyone drifted to their own thoughts.

It was really unbelievable, that how much our lives changed within one month. Everything was a mess and I blame it on myself.

It's because of me, my friends and family are in danger. Just because of my stupid past.

I looked towards the backseat to find Emily sitting with a gun, a determined look on her face. Well I was proud of her that she was so brave.

"Chill Amy. We're in this together." Doris spoke.

I looked towards her and nodded.

It took us 20 minutes to reach the factory. The surroundings were quiet and there was not a trace of sound anywhere. I was confused. I expected guards to be there but there was no one. It was a pin drop silence.

I nodded to both of my friends and got out. Being on full alert mode, we started heading towards the broken factory.

"You sure, we're not in some sort of a frickkin creepy movie set? Because dude, it's more creepy than a horror movie.." I heard Emily whisper yelling to us.

I was about to respond when suddenly some shuffling caused us to stop.

"Hands up!"

We turned around at once to see a group of armed men pointing their guns at us.

"Drop your weapons." a man said calmly.

I looked towards my friends to see hesitation written all over their faces. This was bad. One wrong move and everything could end right here.

Keeping eye contact with them, I lowered myself onto the ground to keep the gun. Doris and Emily followed me and we stood up with our hands above our heads.

There men hurried towards us and tied our wrists with ropes.

We didn't put up a fight. It was useless, as we had to go inside first to ensure our family was safe.

They pushed us and we followed them inside the factory.

The walls were dirty and a rotten smell came from somewhere. The air smelled of sweat and.. Blood.

Suddenly a howl of pain broke the silence of the night creating a havoc in my heart.

The voice was screaming with pain and I froze to the spot as the voice belonged to none other than, my husband.

Damien.

"No!!!" I thrashed and screamed and tried to break free from the men's grip.

The man who was supposed to be the leader laughed. "Don't worry darling, you'll be next."

Worry clutched my heart. They were torturing him. He was in pain.

We were taken up the stairs and shoved inside a room.

I fell down on the ground and felt my hands being untied to be clasped with metal cuffs attached to the wall.

I opened my eyes to see a horrific sight.

"No..." I whispered.

I heard Emily shouting and screaming at what she saw.

Damien, Andy and Blake were tied to the wall opposite to us. Blood was everywhere!

Damien was bleeding. His head had a wound and his shirt was smeared with dried blood. His face held no glow and he was unconscious. The same went for the rest of the guys.

Tears streamed down my face.

I never wanted this. But today, because of me, my husband, brother and friend are on the verge of dying.

The door opened and entered a man wearing a hoodie.

"Oh. Just the person I wanted to meet for a while.."

I'd recognize that voice anywhere.

"Roy..." I gritted my teeth.

He pulled off his hood and I was met with his damaged face, thanks to me. He had aged a bit but rather than that, he still looked the same. Evil.

"You fucking bastard! I'll kill you!" Emily shouted.

She struggled wildly like a lioness against the cuffs. Even Doris was glaring at him, and if looks could kill, I'm sure Roy would've been 100 feet deep buried under the ground.

A woman came from behind him. My mouth hung open in shock.

It was Emmet's mother!

Layla.

Her face was covered as usual but then she started opening the cloth around her face.

I felt the ground beneath me dissappear as I came face to face with a blond haired girl who was very familiar to me.

She was the bimbo who stabbed me years ago!

And she was Emmet's mother!

"What happened? Cat got your tongue Amanda?" Roy asked with a smirk.

I was too shocked to utter out anything.

"How?"

The blonde smirked.

"You See, when Roy got to the jail, I was already pregnant with his child. He was in prison but his men managed to free me out. Roy wanted me to raise the child and use it when the time came. I tracked you down and bought the house beside yours after Emmet was born. I was able to keep an eye on you and when the time came, I poured so much hate in my son that he readily agreed to help his father and take the job of killing your daughter."

Words couldn't describe the amount of rage and hatred I felt for them. I knew I wasn't wrong when I started to get suspicious about her. The day when they left, her cloth around the face had went down a little. According to the story, there must've been a scar on her cheek but the skin was clear.

OH God I should've been careful!

"Where is my daughter!" I growled.

Roy chuckled and came towards me. "Oh don't worry, she's been taken care of by my son."

He kneeled down in front of me and trailed down his filthy fingers down my cheek.

I was disgusted.

I spit on his face and hit him with my head.

He looked furious.

"You'll know your place soon, you bitch."

He got up and went away with the blonde, leaving us alone.

"Amy??"

I whipped my head towards the sound of my husband.

"Hey babe." he whispered hoarsely.

I cried and chocked. "Hey husband."

"Don't you think, this is a horrible time for romance sister?"

Emily broke into tears as I saw Andy waking up from his unconscious state and flinching every now and then because of the pain.

"Whe-where.. Jenny.. " Blake whispered. He was in a more worse state than the other two but I was relieved that he was conscious.

"She's safe. She's in her mother's house." Doris said for the first time after coming here.

I was unable to process what to do now. It was impossible to rescue them when we ourselves were in a horrible state.

My thoughts were a mess. Dakota was in danger, even Adrian too. Where were my kids?

And the most important question that arose was, what was in our fate now?

Suddenly the door opened again and the guys pretended to be unconscious.

Three men came inside with..

My heart was in my throat seeing the whip in their hands.

They had malicious smirks on their faces and I knew what was going to happen.

"No! Don't you dare touch her!" I heard Damien growling with anger.

And then a sharp pain etched it's way to my heart. My leg stung where the whip just hit me.

Tears gathered in my eyes but I refused to let them fall. I won't give them the satisfaction of seeing my pain.

Another blow came down on my stomach accompanied by Emily's earth shattering scream.

Soon the room was filled with the screams of us with the growling of the boys. The air smelled of blood and pain and eventually everything went dark.
There is no way out.

This was our fate.

A/n: quite a tough chapter to write. I don't know how this came out but, I hope you like it.

Enjoy.

Amy.