Hannah
I checked my phone for the twentieth time in the minute, but still it showed no notification for a text. It’s been three weeks, I get married next week, and Sam hasn’t called, texted, e-mailed, nothing. I’d sent him a text three days after he disappeared on me, telling him to explain himself, asking him to come back and begging him to keep in touch until he did, but he never responded.

I was sitting behind the huge desk in the office at the club. Tapping my fingers on my left hand against the mahogany, while twirling my phone in my right hand, I was day dreaming, thinking about Sam, how things used to be, what happened between us and how things had been recently. I was also thinking about the fact that I am one week and two days away from my wedding day, everything is set up, the guests have RSVP’d and thankfully, we don’t have to write our own vows.

“Hannah?” I looked up to see Brian poking his head through the door that was open ever so slightly.

“Hey Brian,” I smiled at him, dropping my phone and sitting up straight in the chair instead of slumped over the desk “What’s up?”

“The girls are here for their interviews and auditions,” He told me.

We needed more dancers to take the load off of me, since we’ve had to get rid of a few dancers permanently and only one left for the next nine months, I need some more girls. While I was away from the club and staying with Sam most of the time, Matt and the guys had narrowed it down to four other girls, and he’d given me their applications, their pictures and their resumes.

“Oh, right,” I chuckled, totally forgetting that the interviews and auditions were the reason I was here today “Send the first one in, we’ll do interviews first, make sure I like them before I see them dance,”

“Good idea,” He smirked, before leaving the room again.

A few moment later, Brian reopened the door and let a tall-ish, skinny girl with a good figure and dark and blonde hair.

“Hey there,” I greeted, standing up and reaching across the desk to shake her hand “I’m Hannah, I’ll be judging you ladies today,” I
laughed, letting her know that this was going to be quite laid back and she was lucky she didn’t have Matt, or any of the guys to impress today.

“I’m Michelle,” She told me, smiling brightly as she shook my hand.

“Take a seat, Michelle.” I insisted, gesturing to the comfortable chair across from me. I sat back down in my seat and found her file right on top of the pile and pulled out all of her information “It says here you’ve been a dancer in quite a few places?” I asked her, making sure the information was correct.

“I have,” She told me “They never fired me or anything though, I thought it was too much sometimes and left,”

That didn’t sound too good to your possible employer.

“Why did you leave?” I asked “What was too much?”

“I’m only a dancer,” She sighed, looking at me sincerely “I’m not a stripper or a hooker, and sure, I’ve worked in places that required very little clothing, and sometimes in the middle of a number I’d have to take off a few things, but at my last job,” I looked at her recent work places, and knew what was coming next “After working there for a month, taking off my clothes here and there and dealing with the guys groping me and trying to stick their hands down my panties, they told me I was going to have to let the customers have sex with me, that I could keep all of the money they gave me before, during and after, but I had to have sex with them whenever they wanted me to,”

“And what did you do about that?” I asked, genuinely shocked at her story.

“That’s when I left,” She laughed “I told them where to stuff their job right in the middle of my shift, grabbed the money some guy was handing me and left, I didn’t even bother to go back for my last pay check,”

“Damn girl,” I whistled lowly “You got some balls on you,” She blurted out a laugh, but instantly covered her mouth to stop herself
“You don’t actually have balls… do you?”

“No!” She laughed again “I’m all woman!”

“That’s what I needed to hear,” I winked at her, making her laugh again “But you won’t have to worry about any of that stuff here,” I told her “It’s really quite classy here, the customers respect the women here and they know not to touch the dancers, because they know exactly who owns this place and what might happen to them if they do something they shouldn’t,”

After going through some more of Michelle’s information, I sent her off to the changing room where she would find a costume with her name on the hanger, the rest of the costumes had the other girls’ names on them, and eventually they would all be performance ready, ready to show me… and evidently Brian, what they had.

The girls came into the room one by one for the next hour, and they were all just as nice as Michelle, all of them were drop dead gorgeous and had amazing figures, great personalities and I was sure they would get along with each other and the guys would love them.

Michelle, Lacey, Leana and Gena were standing out on the stage waiting for me when I walked out of the office and into the audience and sat myself at one of the tables in the middle. I called Brian over and gestured to one of the barmaids to bring us a couple of beers. Brian turned on the table lamp so that we could see our sheets for marking the girls’ dancing abilities, and writing down any comments we had on them.

“I hope you’ve all been practicing!” I called out to the girls standing on the stage “You were sent the song and a video of the routine that you will be doing as a group, and you were to come up with one solo dance number, I want the group first, and then the song will start again and in order of your interview earlier, you will dance your solo routine!” They all nodded at me and I nodded back.

“Easy there sergeant,” Brian chuckled in my ear “Don’t go scaring the girls off already,”

“I’m just doing my job, Bri,” I chuckled back, turning to look at him “Someone has to do something other than drool over them and mark them on how big their tits are,”

I gave the band their signal and they started to play, the girls got into position during the intro before giving the whole routine everything they had. The song was Swing Cats Mix of Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend, so the girls were dressed all in sparkles and diamonds, with diamond chains and fake diamond jewellery props to use as part of both of their routines, if they so wished to use them alone.

After who knows how long the routine and all the solo routines were finished and the girls had ran off to change back into their normal clothes.

“I think they were all great,” I admitted to Brian “Matt has good taste, I think we can take them all,”

“I think so, too. They were all great,”

“Which one do you have your eye on then?” I asked, smirking at him.

“Michelle,” He admitted, making me laugh.

“I knew it, the second she walked into the office I could tell she was your kind of girl,”
~~~~
I slipped my phone into my purse and fixed my shirt before heading towards the door.

“You sure you’ve got everything covered here, Brian?” I called over my shoulder.

“I got it!” He called back “I’ll see you at home tonight!”

“See you later!”

The girls had been sent home for the night since Johnny had already arranged some kind of entertainment for the club tonight, and after the tiring and exciting day today, I didn’t think the girls would have it in them to perform all night long, and I wasn’t scheduled to work tonight, so I was going home to get drunk and do some more snooping in my little brother’s business.

I walked out the back door and into the staff parking lot and headed towards my car.

“Excuse me!” Someone called out breathlessly, I turned around to see some guy with a goatee and spikey blond hair jogging
towards me “Hi,” He panted when he reached me.

“Something wrong?” I asked, frowning at him, concerned.

“I was just wondering if you could give me a hand with something,” He breathed heavily “My car broke down just around the corner and my girlfriend is in the backseat, she’s in labour,”

“Of course,” I nodded frantically “What do you need me to do?”

“Would you be able to give us a ride to the hospital?” He asked politely.

“Sure,” I nodded again “Do you need some help getting her over to my car?”

“That would be great,”

He turned around and started jogging back to his car, and I followed quickly behind him, looking back at the club over my shoulder.
Something seemed a bit off here, I felt it in my gut, but I ignored it and put it down to the poor couples unfortunate situation.

“She’s right in there, in the back seat,” He said, pointing to the car before moving even faster and going around to the other side of the car. I opened the door on my side at the back of the car, ready to speak some calming words to the woman, but when I looked inside there was nobody there.

“What the fuck?” I asked, coming back out of the car. I started to walk around to the other side, ready to give this dude an earful, but as soon as I reached the back of the car, something whacked the back of my head and everything went black.
~~~~
Matt
It was getting pretty late, we’d all had dinner, Beth had been put to bed, Zack and Erin got a few drinks in them before turning in for an early night, Brian was still at the club and had been all day, I guess Hannah stayed there to help him since she didn’t come home, Johnny had gone down there too and Jimmy was at the kitchen table working at something on his laptop.

“What are you doing?” I asked, opening my beer and taking a big swig from the bottle.

“Checking the cameras at the club,” He answered absentmindedly, hitting a few keys on his keyboard.

“You do that from home?” I asked.

“Just when I can’t be fucked dragging my ass all the way down there,” He chuckled “And yes, I do it a lot,” He added.

“Anything interesting?” I asked, taking a seat beside him.

“I’ve got all of our girls going in and out of the club, the office and the dressing rooms,” He told me “Hey, what’s Hannah doing
tonight?” He asked randomly.

“She’s still at the club as far as I’m aware, why?” I asked.

“I’ve got footage of her leaving, talking to some guy but then… there’s nothing of her coming back,” He said, looking over at me with a confused look.

“Hold on,” I muttered, pulling my phone out of my pocket “I’ll call her and see where she is, you see if you can get a clearer image of who it is she’s talking to,”

I pressed ‘call’ beside Hannah’s name and the phone started to ring, but only a few times before she hung up and sent me to voicemail.

“She hung up on me,” I frowned, looking at the screen of my phone “What the fuck?” I hit ‘call’ again.

“Matt,” Jimmy spoke, but I waved him off “Matt!” He repeated, louder this time.

“Shh!”

There was a click on the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of someone breathing.

“Hello?” I asked “Hannah?”

“Wrong,” A male voice chuckled down the line “But it’s so nice of you to finally call, Matthew, we wondered how long it would take for you to realise your fiancé had gone missing,”

“Who the fuck is this?” I growled, gripping my phone tightly “Tell me, right now, or when I find you, you will regret it,”

“It hurts my feelings that you don’t know who I am,” I could hear the fake pout through the phone “Hasn’t your little computer monkey spotted me yet?” He asked “I’m sure you can see my gorgeous face on your camera,”

I turned around and looked at Jimmy’s laptop, on the screen was the zoomed in picture of Hannah talking to the man I’m now on the phone with.

“Neil Sanderson,” I growled again “You’re in way above your head kid, you don’t know what the fuck you’re doing,”

I gestured wildly for Jimmy to start tracing the call and he gestured back for me to keep him on the line long enough for him to load the programme and get the trace for at least a minute.

“Trust me, I know what I’m doing here, Sanders.” He answered “And it’s so nice to finally be doing business with you,”

“We’re not doing business,” I stated “You’re going to give Hannah back to me before you do something you regret,”

“How about I let you speak to Hannah for a minute?” He asked “See what she has to say about all of this,”

I heard his thumb tap the screen of Hannah’s phone.

“Hannah!” He called out across the room maybe “Say ‘hi’ to Matt for me, baby!”

There was a muffled voice, and if it was Hannah then it sounded like she was swearing at him, telling him where to go and what to
do with himself when he got there.

There was a loud thud followed by a muffled roar of pain, making me wince as I could almost feel the pain through her cry.

“Get the fucking gag out of her mouth!” Neil ordered “I want him to be able to hear her,”

They must have removed the gag, because the second her mouth was free it started running.

“You fucking dicks!” She roared “Who the fuck do you think you are? You can’t just take the fiancé of one of the biggest gangs in the whole of California, who is the daughter of an even bigger gang in the whole of California and expect to get away with it!”

“Here sweets,” Neil spoke to Hannah “Say something to your man,”

“Matt,” Hannah spoke as soon as the phone was pressed to her ear “You gotta get me out of here, these fuckwits already started taking swings at me,” She spat venomously, I could basically see the look on her face as she glared at someone in the room.

“What do they want from me?” I asked “To get you back, what’s the deal?”

“One and a half million,” She sighed.

“I’ll get it to them,” I answered immediately. I didn’t care how much money the fucker of Three Days Grace wanted from me,
Hannah was my woman and I would do anything to have her home, safe with me “How long do I have?”

She started to speak but the phone was pulled from her ear and Neil started to speak again.

“You got two days lover boy,” He chuckled lowly “And until that money gets to us, we’ll hurt her in one way or another, and if the
money doesn’t get to us by the end of the two days…” He chuckled once “You know how it goes,”

“Well don’t plan how you’re going to do it quite yet,” I warned him “I’ll have the money to you,”

“You’re going to have to find us first,”

I turned to look at Jimmy who gave me a thumbs up to let me know that he traced the call.

“Already found you,”

The last things I heard before the line went dead was a smack, Hannah crying out in pain before the sound of her body and the chair she must have been sitting on hitting the floor.

“Get Brian and Johnny back here,” I ordered Jimmy “I’m going to get Zack, Erin can stay here with Beth and we’re going over to Hannah’s Dad and Brother, they can help us raid the place,”

“We’re not going to give them the money?” He asked.

“I’ll take the money with us when we go over there,” I told him “And if they do everything nice and simple and give Hannah back without any problems I’ll give them the money, but if not, then we’re going to blow their fucking heads off,”
~~~~
Cooper
Dad had gone out a few hours ago, and the two of us certainly took full advantage of that. Now, we lay on my bed naked, sweaty and panting together. I was on my back, her head was on my chest and her arm was draped over my stomach and my arm was around her shoulders.

“I love you,” I breathed, leaning down and kissing her damp hair.

“I love you, too.” He smiled against my chest “When do we get to stop hiding this?” She asked, making me sigh loudly “Don’t just sigh at me, Cooper!” She snapped “We’ve been together for almost a whole year now and you won’t even tell your fucking sister who I am, and she’s the one person we both know who won’t snitch on us or even get the slightest bit mad as long as we’re good together,”

“Everything my sister knows, someone else finds out about it at one time or another, and until she’s married to Matt, it isn’t okay for anyone at all to know about it,”

“Well until it’s ‘okay’ to tell someone about us, I’m out,” She held up her hands and got off the bed and quickly started dressing herself.

“Baby, wait,” I said quickly, jumping out of bed myself and jumping into my jeans “There’s no need to leave me,”

“I’m not leaving you,” She laughed darkly “I’m just not seeing you, texting you, calling you, and I’m most certainly not fucking you, until you’re ready to tell just one person about our relationship, that’s all I’m asking for!”

I opened my mouth to speak to her, but the doorbell rang and was followed by more than one fist pounding on the door, and men shouting my name and my Dad’s name.

“Let me know when you tell someone,” She sighed, shaking her head at me before she disappeared out the window.

I grabbed my shirt and threw it over my head, grumbling loudly as I stormed out of my bedroom and made my way downstairs and to the front door.

“What?” I snapped, throwing the door open, revealing all the men from Avenged Sevenfold “Do you have any idea what fucking time it is?”

“Does it matter what time it is when you’re sister has been taken by a gang named Three Days Grace?” Matt asked, pushing me aside so they could all come inside.

“You let Hannah get kidnapped?” I asked angrily, following behind them as they walked towards Dads office “He isn’t home; he’s out working a job with my uncles,”

“Well we know where those fuckers are keeping her,” Matt spoke again “So you better get the smell of sex off you, get dressed in some real clothes and be in the fucking truck in the next five minutes,”

Well now that was just awkward.
~~~~
Hannah
Neil, Brad, Barry and Matt Walst; these were the names at the top of my killing list, and I was going to make sure it was done slowly and painfully. I didn’t know how long Matt was going to take to get here with the money but I sure as Hell hoped he didn’t plan on taking the whole two days, because I’ve already got a black eye, a busted lip and I’m sure I have a broken rib, too.

My blood had dried down the side of my mouth, on my shirt and in the ends of my hair. My whole body was aching from the beatings I’d taken, and the longer Matt took to get here with the money, the more I got smacked around. When Neil got off the phone with Matt and I’d been smacked to the ground, they broke the chair I’d been sitting on and the rope came loose, so once they realised that rope wasn’t going to keep me at bay, Brad’s black eye was proof of that, they used a zip tie, and secured my hands in front of me.

“How’s the eye?” I asked Brad, rolling the back of my head against the wall I was sitting up against.

“I could ask you the same thing, Blondie.” He spat back, readjusting his ice pack.

“You are such a pussy,” I laughed “A girl punches you in the eye and you run off and make an ice pack from the ice box in the back
of your truck?” I asked, laughing even harder “You won’t last ten minutes before you’re begging for your life,”

We were in an old and abandoned asylum somewhere, I had no idea where since I’d been knocked out for the majority of the car ride and had a bag put over my head until we were through the door, I had no idea how far out of Huntington we were, if at all. The place was seriously old, and obviously had closed back when shock therapy was still a thing, given the tools and machines that littered the place, it looked like everyone fled in a hurry and nobody ever bothered to renovate the place or even re-open it. I couldn’t help but get freaked out a little bit every time there was a creak on the floor above but everyone here was sprawled around the room somewhere or hitting me some more, or if the windows whistled or there was a thud from somewhere. This place could easily be haunted, but I hid my fear and suspicion, because none of that shit exists, and these guys don’t seem to think anything of whatever is going ‘BUMP’ in the night.

“How much longer are you guys going to keep my wrists like this?” I asked, holding my arms in the air “It’s getting uncomfortable,”

“Tell you what, Princess.” Barry spoke, leaning down in front of me so his face was only inches away from mine “If you can get out of that zip tie, you can keep your hands free,” All the men laughed together, sharing looks of humour, but they obviously didn’t know me very well, and they hadn’t done their research either, because if they had they would have known how many times I’ve been kidnapped since I was a kid, and how many times I got out unharmed no matter what my restraints were.

“Alright,” I grunted, getting to my feet successfully without using my hands “I’ll give you guys a little lesson on kidnapping right now, are you paying attention?” I asked, they all looked around at one another and then scoffed.

“Shoot,” Matt shrugged at me.

“If you’re going to keep someone restrained and tied up with one of these,” I held my wrists out to them “You want to make sure their hands are kept behind them, so they can’t get out,”

“And you can get out?” Neil asked, smirking at me.

“Of course I can,” I told him proudly “Watch,” I braced myself and planted my feet firmly on the ground and pushed my hips forward just a little “These are on pretty fucking tight,” I chuckled “But, with enough force, and bringing my arm down to bash against my
hips,” with a grunt, I did it, and pulled my wrists towards myself hard and fast, whacked my hipbones with my forearms and the zip tie snapped easily.

“You’re kidding me,” Barry groaned.

I held my hands out to my sides and took a bow while the others applauded me slowly.

“Can you do that if you’re tied behind your back?” Neil asked.

“Of course I can,”

I held my wrists behind my back and allowed Neil to put on another tie.

“Alright, get yourself out of that one,” He smirked at me.

I lowered myself onto the floor, bringing my wrists under my ass so that I was sitting on part of my arms and then brought my feet towards myself and held my arms out underneath me so that there was enough space to lift my feet over my arms and get my wrists in front of me. I got back to my feet and used my teeth to tighten the tie since it was tied on in a half assed attempt. Good kidnapper skills, Neil. As I was getting ready to repeat what I did before, the front door of the building was knocked down and loud, angry voices filled the building. The guys were here.
~~~~
Matt
We found the old asylum they had taken Hannah to and we burst through the door, and followed the light and the cables that they had set up. Rookie mistake, not covering your tracks. They were in one of the old shock therapy rooms and Hannah was standing in the middle of the room, her hands were zip tied in front of her, Neil was holding her by the arm and had a hunting knife pressed against her side while the rest of the gang surrounded them and all had their guns pointing at us.

“Hannah, just stay calm,” I told her gently “We’re going to get you out of this nice and easy, and you won’t get hurt anymore, I promise,” She nodded at me, fighting back the tears that were filling her eyes. She turned her head slightly to the side and spoke lowly to Neil.

“Get your fucking knife off of me, or I’ll make sure it had to be surgically removed from your ass, and you’ll never shit right again in your life,” His response was obviously to only press it harder against her skin, making her wince a little and try to move away from him.

“You got our money, Sanders?” Matt Walst asked.

“Right here,” Matt told him, holding up a green duffle bag “Now just hand her over and you get your money,”

“Put the money in the middle,” Barry ordered “Then back away slowly and we’ll give you your girl,”

I moved slowly, placing the bag halfway between them and us before backing away slowly and standing beside Brian again. Then, everything moved so fast, before any of us could blink; someone yelled ‘GO’, grabbed the bag, Hannah screamed out in pain before she was thrown to the floor and they all ran in different directions. The guys instantly ran after them while Cooper and I ran towards Hannah.

She was laying in the fetal position on the floor, her hands pressed into her side, blood seeping between her fingers while she cried and shook.

“What did he do?” I asked, dropping to my knees and trying to move her as gently as possible “Hannah, did he stab you?” She nodded and lifted her head onto my lap.

“Cooper,” I started, looking up to see him staring at his sister, wide eyed and panicking “Get out there, start one of the vehicles, anyone else who gets inside is coming with us, others will be left behind, I’ll have her down there in two minutes,” He nodded once
and took off, stopping in the door to give one last concerned glance over his shoulder “Go!”

“M-Matt,” Hannah whimpered “M-make it s-stop,”

“We’re gonna get you to the hospital baby, and you’re going to be fine,” I told her while I shrugged out of my jacket and wrapped it around her “I promise everything is going to be fine,”

“It h-hurts so b-bad,” She stuttered, starting to shake violently.

“I know,” I cooed “This might hurt some more,” I swiftly lifted her into my arms bridal style and carried her out of the room, through some corridors and down stairs until we were outside and Hannah was breathing in fresh air.

All of my movements were hurting her as she was jostled around, but I tried my best not to move her too much. Out in the light I could see how much she had paled and how much she was sweating and shaking. She didn’t look good, and it hurt my heart to see her like this. When we got into the car it was only Cooper and Zack sitting up front so I got in the back with Hannah and laid her down, placing her head on my lap. With my large hand I brushed her hair out of her face and I leaned down to talk to her.

“S-sing to me,” She whispered.

“Wise men say,” I sang in my low, rugged voice “Only fools rush in, but I can’t help falling in love with you…”

“Keep g-going,"

“Shall I stay? Would it be a sin? ‘cause I can’t help falling in love with…” I choked on my tears as I watched her eyes flutter closed.
Her heart race had slowed and she was getting colder, but despite her pain, a small smile tugged at her lips.

“You…” She finished the line of the song for me, and that was all it took for one single tear to fall from my eye and land on her
cheek.

“Keep her awake,” Zack ordered, successfully ruining the loving moment between us, but I knew instantly that he was right. She was wounded and bleeding out, she couldn’t fall asleep.

“Hannah,” I spoke a little louder “You have to keep your eyes open honey, we need you to stay awake until we get to the hospital, we’re almost there,”

Her eyes slowly opened and they just looked into mine, I couldn’t tell what emotion they were holding in the dark, but that was when I realised that she had truly beautiful eyes, and that was one of the things I loved about her.

“Just stay awake,” I spoke, smoothing my hand over her hair again “Stay awake and look at me,”

Notes

Please welcome Three Days Grace as Avenged Sevenfold's new enemy gang in this story!!
The rest of the chapter speaks for itself, enjoy!
More to come soon (:

- LMV