Victim

It's the middle of July. Still no signs of Elliot. Meaning that Matt and the others would be thinking the worst. Hannah asked about her everyday to Matt as she went around to his place, Matt said the same thing every day to her, still nothing.

“Where would somebody take her?” Matt asked himself.

“Don't you mean where would Leana take her?” Hannah said quietly to him, seeing as Jimmy and the other guys were in the same room as them.

“Hannah, don't think like that. It might not even be her.”

“Matt, haven't you noticed that Leana has hardly been here since Elliot has gone missing?”

Matt sighed and nodded his head to his youngest siblings best friend. He looked out around the room and detected that all the guys girls, except Leana was there.

A phone went off and everyone looked towards Matt. He picked up his mobile that was on the coffee table and answered it.

“Hello?”

“Good morning Sir, may I speak to a Mr Matthew Sanders?” the woman said on the other line.

“You're already speaking to him, who is it?”

“I'm in on your sisters case, Elliot Sanders. I'm just updating you to say that we are doing our best.”

“I already knew that,” Matt said as he sighed, thinking that he was actually going to get some information on Elliot's whereabouts.

He hung up the call and looked at everyone in the room. He sighed once more and just shook his head.

“The police department just said that they are doing their best.” Matt said as he walked into the kitchen.

“Jimmy, I think you should phone Leana.” Val said as she got up to go see Matt.

Jimmy just nodded his head and got his phone out. He dialled Leana's number and waited for her to pick up. No answer came. Just voicemail. He tried once more. But it was still the same result. No answer from his girlfriend, making Jimmy more suspicious about the whole ordeal.
“Just tell me where the fuck I am!” Elliot yelled out.

She was in a dark room, she could barely see her own hands. There was no reply to her outburst of out rage. She slumped down the cold wall and hit the floor. She cried to herself, resting her head on her knees.

She could tell that she's been bleeding, even if she wasn't conscious at the time, as for her hair was matted with dirt and blood, from when some men dragged her body to a car.

Just please, let me go home. Elliot thought as she cried into her knees. She couldn't remember what date it is. She's been locked in one room all of her time being in the unknown place.

The people who were guarding her here mocked her every time she shouted out, as they knew that no one would here her screams or yells. But they wouldn't let Elliot find that out, not yet anyway.

Elliot stopped crying as she heard the sound of a door being unlocked. She kept her head on her knees and waited for the men to say something.

“Finally, Elliot Sanders in the blood and flesh.” said a man.

Elliot didn't move or talk back.

“Not going to greet your unknown messenger?” the man asked.

Elliot snapped her head at the silhouette figure in the doorway. She couldn't make out his features as the room was too dark to see and the light behind him was blinding her. Elliot blinked a few times and noticed that the man was walking towards her.

“Let's get out of this room and talk properly, so I can see what damage my men have done.”

With that said the man gripped Elliot by the hair and dragged her feeble body along the floor, ignoring her cries and pleas to let her go. The man didn't stop dragging Elliot about until he was in a dining room and let go of her hair once he reached his chair.

Elliot crashed down on the floor and hit her head on the solid surface. She winced in pain and slowly got up from her position on the floor. Once she stood up she was forced to sit in a chair next to her capturer and was tied to it by some rope.

“Better,” said the still unknown man.

“Who are you?” Elliot whispered, looking anywhere but the man.

“You don't remember me?” he asked her.

Elliot shook her head and stared at the table.

“McFadden is my last name. You know two of my daughters.”

Elliot looked puzzled as she tried to think of who has that last name.

“My daughters last names however is different. The eldest became a pornstar for a while and changed it. The other one you know changed it as well as she thought it would be funny as she was only young. Want me to tell you their last name?”

Elliot did or said nothing. She just continued to look at the table.

“My names Carlton McFadden. The two daughters you know are Leana and London Silver.”

All blood drained from Elliot's body as she hear the two latter names.

Notes

HEY!! IM SORRY IVE NOT BEEN AROUND FOR A WHILE!!
I've had a lot of shit going on and I won't bore you with it, but I've also had a big case of writer's block, not just on this story but also on my other works such as my Harry Potter ones. But all that matters is that I'm back and I'm planning to stay back this time.
Let me know how you find it? Enjoy Deathbats! :)