Third Person's POV

"Where is the address?" Brian asked James rather impatiently. He just want to get out of his house and find his wife and end this shenanigan.

James pointed on his map, indicating that the area is somewhere near a forest area where it's nearly isolated.

"How long will it take for us to get there and rescue her?" Valerie approached the men as she asked.

"I am not sure. It is very isolated so a flexible guess would be 2 to 3 hours." James answered.

"Let's get the hell out of here." Brian told the guys as they approached to their vehicles. In this trip, not only the guys are going, some cops are tagging along as well, in case of emergencies.

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Arianna's POV

BAM.

I suddenly shot up from my bed due to the sudden noise. I guess I have fallen asleep again. Immediately, I wondered where that noise is coming from.

I stood up from my bed before the door was bursted open. Brian stepped in and threw a bunch of woman's clothing on the ground.

"Get change now." He demanded.

"Why?" I asked, confused on why I need to change. As much as i need new clothes, I am confused.

He stalked towards me. I tried backing away from his approaching form but I hit the wall. He then grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up to him.

He said through gritted teeth,

"I told you to fucking change and you are going to fucking change, understand? I am the boss here and you do everything I told you to. If i tell you to spread your legs, you do it."

I began to tremble at his tone of voice and his attitude. One minute he can be the nice guy everybody known as Papa Gate, the other is a sick, scary, psychopath.

I swallowed and nodded before he released me and left the room. I put on the jeans and t-shirt that he brought to me. I am actually glad that I don't have to wear those old clothings anymore.

Minutes later, he opened the metal door again. He walked into the room with ropes and a gag and obviously, he used them on me.

The ropes and chain tightly wrapped around me as he put a blindfold and gag on me.

"Little girl, we are just having a road trip. If you make a noise, I will fucking kill you." He said before shoving me into the tinted back seat.

I can feel the vehicle moving even though I am blinded and chained. We went on like this for an hour, just driven in silence until he spoke up.

"I apologize, my dear. But your ex-husband are looking for us. He is trying to give us some trouble so that's why we are going away."

I didn't say anything but inside my mind, I mentally cursed myself. Now there's no chance in hell Brian can actually rescue me. I am trapped, forever.

I can feel some tears coming down my cheeks despite trying to hold it. I just hope Brian didn't notice this or I will get the taste slapped out of my mouth.

We went on for a couple of hours before the engine was killed. Brian stepped out of the driver seat and slide himself next to me in the back before unblinding me and ungagging me.

"Arianna, we are back at the city." He smiled at me. I didn't return the smile.

"And now I am going to untie you but if you tried to escape, you know what will happen to you." He said to me in a tone that scared me shitless.

I nodded even though I am still trying to escape.

He began untying me and a few minutes later, he finished. He then grabbed me out of the car, revealing a normal house in the city. He shoved me into the house as fast as possible. So fast that I don't have a chance to enjoy the sunlight, something that I haven't had for days, let alone screaming for help.

Once he slammed the door shut and locked it, he grabbed my hands and lead me to the basement.

The basement was just like the previous place where I was kept, except this one doesn't have the metal doors and have lights in it.

"You happy with your new house?" He turned to stare at me.

Truthfully, no. I hate it. I just want to go home. I just want to hug my baby and my family and my brother. I don't want to be no where near this creep.

I nodded despite my conflicts. "Sure." I whisperd.

"Great!" He said rather cheerfully before forcefully put his lips on me. I am disgusted by this and I tried to push him away but he is too strong.

I tried to struggle and struggle but to no avail. I am not giving up.

I began to cry. This is not happening.

It did happen.

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Brian's POV

We had a rough three hour ride but we got here to the destination where the message was tracked from. It was an old cabin surrounded by wood, just like where Zacky and Aidan was kidnapped. Except, this one is even more isolated and secured.

I was beyond excited at the thought that I will reunite with my wife and send my delusional father to jail. I will be one again.

I jumped off the car immdeiately and followed after the cops who broke the door down first. Inside the house was nothing but darkness.

"This is the California state police. Anyone here?" James and other cops shouted out around the area. However, not one of those questions were answered.

The cops then went inside the house and searched it head-to-toe in which the guys and I also did.

We found no trace of human, what-so-ever. My adrenaline is going back to the bottom.

However, despite not finding Arianna, we found a room. A room where we all came to conclusion where she was kept for the past three or four days.

I kneeled down.

We were too late.

Now that fucker, my dad took her somewhere else.

I put my head on my palm and began to cry. I don't cry but I did. I miss her so bad.

Matt, Johnny and Jimmy walked next by me and comforted me. Each of them telling me things like "it's not your fault." or "you tried your best." or soemthing like that. I knew they are trying their best to not make this situation worse but to me, I felt like a huge pressure have just been applied to me.

I smiled at the guys sadly. I knew their purpose and I truly appreciate it.

"Thanks."

"No..." Jimmy's replied was cut short by my ringing phone.

"Brian..." Matt trailed off.

I picked up the phone and immediately was greeted by my father's voice.

"Son. Too bad. Too late."

"What the fuck is your problem? Where's Arianna?" I shouted.

"She is with me. A real man. And I ain't got no problem." He said to me before the line cut short.

"What the hell was that?" Johnny asked.

"I don't know. But one thing I know for sure, and that's to find Arianna no matter what."