Baylor's POV

My thoughts were still flying around like a heart beating inside of its cage. Xavier had left with Adele a while ago and made sure to lock all of the locks around the room. In total there were four on the small window and seven on the door. That was how much effort he spent on keeping me and repulsed me to say the least.

My hands clawed and scratched against the ropes but it was no use. Sighing heavily I slumped in my chair and gave up. I knew that I didn't have my phone, I was the idiot who didn't bring there phone to the gym and left it in my locker with the rest of my things. I was so stupid.

Adele quickly stepped in and barely managed a cracked smile. She have me the water and the bread which I greedily gulped down. She looked a bit depressed at this and I motioned for her to speak but she pointed at her throat and shrugged. She had been feeding and giving me water so I tipped the container back to her. "Drink," I ordered.

She nodded and polished off the water. "Thanks," she gasped between gulps.

My eyebrows furrowed a bit and I looked at her more closely. "Doesn't Xavier feed you," I questioned.

She nodded and shrugged, her chin jerked up and pointed to the tray of food. Suddenly my eyes widened and I looked at her in disbelief. "You've been giving me your food?!" I exclaimed.

Just when I thought that I had given up on humanity something like this helps change my perspective just a tiny bit,
I mean she still did kidnap me. She shrugged and grabbed the now empty tray and walked to the door. "Me and Xavier are going to be away for a few days. Around three or four. I will leave you three bottles of water and three slices of bread. If I do this without getting caught that is," she said the last part under her breath.

I was about to thank her but she shut the door and I heard her locking each of the seven locks that went on the door to this room. All in all the room was bare. The walls were a cream colour and quite frankly, if I ever get out of here, cream is going to be my least favourite colour. I don't think I'll be able to look at bread the same.

Sighing I picked up the water bottle with my untied hands. Untied? I looked around and realized that when Adele was talking she must have loosely untied them so it looked like I would still be struggling. I grabbed the water greedily and took two small swigs. This was going to be a long four days.

~Three days later~

My three slices of bread had turned into one. My water, all that was left was one bottle which I had already taken a small sip of. It was my last day I needed to save it in case he didn't give me good or anything for a week. I shuttered just thinking about if I was still here in a week.

My voice wouldn't sound out, no matter how many times I tried I just didn't have enough water or energy, I don't know what would happen if Adele wasn't there. Wow I never thought that I would say that.

My days were spent thinking of my family, it made me cry a lot but it made me stronger. I was still thinking about my family and my friends and everyone. It hurt, so much to think that I would never see them again. Tell my dad I love him, say goodbye to my mom one last time, wish Wiley the best of luck with life and hug Ryder like my life depended on it. Most of all I wanted to kiss Reid. Just one last time.

The thought brought tears to my eyes and I eyes the last slice of bread, quickly I shoved half of it into my mouth. So much for preserving it. When I bit into metal I almost screamed. I spit the bread out and spluttered. What I saw then was an old flip phone and I looked at in, like it would disappear if I looked away.

After around a minute of just staring at it my brain finally started to function and I grabbed it and phoned the first person that I could think of at the moment. My dad. I called his military phone which he was obligated to answer under all situations. The rings were going by painfully slow and I was pacing the small room. "Hello?" A voice asked.

"Dad," I cried out my voice breaking all over the place.

"What happened? What's wrong?" He asked immediately.

"Someone took me. I'm locked up in a room. I've been here for five days," I cried desperately into the phone.

His voice caught and then he turned serious, "Where are you?"

"I don't know. I know the people who took me though," I hiccuped, "Adele Ramone and Xavier Michaels."

"I'm coming right now. Just hold on. I love you sweetheart," he spoke shakily into the phone.

"I love you dad. So much," I released.

The phone went into the dial and I immediately started to phone the police. "Okay just 9-1-"

The locks unlocking suddenly brought me into realization. I finished dialling but it was taking forever and the sounds of the locks coming undone were killing me. Finally a huge amount of light filled the room from where the door had practically blown from its hinges. "9-1-1 what's your-"

The person, who I had yet to see had turned off the phone and stomped on it, crushing it into seven pieces. I brought my knees into my chest and ducked my head down into my knees. My eyes were threatening to spill tears against my jeans. When the stranger finally spoke my heart jumped from my chest and I felt more betrayed then I had ever felt in my entire life.

"How are you doing, sugarplum?"

I KNOW I KNOW I HATE MYSELF FOR WRITING THIS CHAPTER AS WELL SO DONT THINK IT WASNT HARD WRITING.

I WILL POST MY BEXT CHAPTER PROBABLY SOMETIME FROM TODAY TO MONDAY.

WHO ELSE IS SPENDING FAMILY DAY ON THEIR PHONES. *RAISES HAND SO HIGH IT COMES OUT OF SOCKET*

OKAY THANKS LOVELIES FOR YOUR SUPPORT. LOVE YOU ALL.

-Jae