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(Ashley's POV)

"Walk."  Jenna ordered.

She released the cuffs around my ankles.

I tumbled down the table.

I tried to walk, but the strong burning feeling between my legs is holding me back.

I winced in pain, and I walked towards the door, where Jenna was pointing.

She walked pass me, and opened the door.

"After you, dearie."  She said.

I walked out without even looking at her.

I was so tired, I couldn't even shot her glares.

She took me to another room in the garage, but she didn't follow me into the room.

She locked the door once I'm in.

"Hands."  She ordered as she opened the small window on the door.

I reached out my hands, and she uncuffed me.

This is like prison.

"I'll give you ten minutes to clean yourself up."  She said after she closed the little window.

I turned around, and searched.

There's shower stuff all around me.  There's sponge, shampoo...rubber ducky.

I assume that Jeremy takes shower here every day since he lives here.

I turned the shower on, and let the water run down body.

After what she just did to me, I don't ever want to touch myself again.

So I only stood there.

I miss Avi, and everyone else.

Tears and water mixed together.  I cried.

No.  I hate crying.

I calmed myself down.

I need to get out of here.  I need to see Avi. 

***

(Avi's POV)

"Hhm, yeah, yeah.  Thank you, sir."  

Mitch hung up the phone.

"What?  Did they found her?"  I asked Mitch as soon as he put down the phone.

He shook his head along with a sigh.

"Everything's fake.  Every information that Jenna gave her work place is fake.  Her ID, her residence, her credit-"

"I got the idea."  I said.

God, this is bad.  The worst.

I ran my hand through my hair, messing them up.

"And now what are they ganna do?"  I asked.

"They are doing whatever they can."  Mitch said.

So far, Mitch has been the strongest one.

He didn't cry, nor even seem upset.

"It's really late, Mitch.  We should get some sleep....at least try."  I said.

"Yeah, you're right.  Good night, Avi."  He said.

He hugged me, and gave me a smile.

"Stay strong."  Mitch said to me before closing my door.

***

(Mitch's POV)

I made my way to my bedroom, barely holding in.

Acting tough the whole day, I really can't stand this anymore.

I closed my door, and leaned against it.

Tears poured down my face, like waterfalls.

I can't break down now..no..

I covered my mouth with my hand in order to make me sob quieter.

The image of Ashley being tortured kept flooding into my brain.

 I can't even do anything to stop it.

I'm not even sure what Jenna is doing to her.

 Is she even alive...?

I've seen lots of TV shows.  The next call we'll get from the police will be them finding Ashley's body in the woods or in the dumpster.

I sobbed crazily, uncontrollably.

I walked to my bed with shaky legs, and I fell on it.

I clung to my pillow.

I cried harder and wet my entire pillow.

"Mitch?"  Avi called from the outside.

Oh, sh*t.

"Wai-wait a sec."  

I wiped my tears as fast as possible.

"You can come in now."  I said with a much calmer voice.

The door opened.

I sat up, and straightened my back.

"What's up?"  I asked.

"Nothing...I thought I heard sobbing."  Avi looked at me in concern.

"Well, it's no-not m-meeee..."  I broke down, in front of him.

He ran inside.

"I can't lose her, Avi.  I just can't..."  I buried my head in Avi's chest.

He took a deep breath, I could feel his chest came up and back down.

"Mitch, you know that Ashley hates crying, right?"  He asked as he wrapped his arms around me.

I nodded in his chest as a response.

"I was crying with Kirstie earlier today when I realized....Ashley wouldn't want to see us like this."  Avi mumbled softly.

"She's a fighter, she really is.  She'll be found, and she'll be okay."  He said.

***

(Jenna's POV)

"Hands."  I ordered.

I cuffed Ashley and opened the door for her.

She looked clean, great.

"Ah!!"  She grunted and hit me with her elbows suddenly.

"Son of a b*&ch!"  I yelled at her.

Damn it!  I didn't notice that when she reached her hands out to let me cuff her, her hands were in her front, not in her back. 

She kicked me not once, but twice.

I fell onto the floor.

"Jeremy!!!"  I yelled as I got up.

I slapped her hard on the face, which turned me on so badly.

Jeremy appeared finally.  He stood there to have a look at what is happening.

"What are you doing standing there?  Get her!"  I yelled.

Jeremy went behind Ashley, and grabbed her by her waist.

"I'm sorry."  I heard him said to Ashley.

Ashley struggled, but she gave up.  She had only a little energy left.

Jeremy carefully pinned her hands against her body, so she couldn't move.

I walked to her, and slapped her one more time.

Her cheek turned red.

I grabbed her chin roughly.

"How dare you?"  I growled at her.

Jeremy and I took Ashley back to her room, and locked her.

"Jeremy, come."  I ordered.

I took him out of my garage, and into my house.

I need to give Ashley a punishment.  She deserved it.

I found my phone, and look for a picture of Pentatonix.  (A/N: Please look at the picture I added.)

The five of them were wearing matching green outfits.

Ummm...who should I start with?

I gave him my phone to show him the picture.

He took it, and looked at it.

"Kill the girl."  I said.

He swallowed hard, and tilted his head as if he doesn't understand me.

"Kill the girl.  Kirstin Taylor Maldonado."  I glared at him.

A/N:  I'm a horrible human being.

Reminder:  Please vote, cause I asked nicely. (And Kirstie might be safer, just saying.)

What do y'all think will happen next?

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