Useless

That's what I'm feeling right now.

He took her and I couldn't do anything aside from waiting for the officers to call me and inform if they found her. They had already checked the CCTV and confirmed that it was Roberto who got the spine to kidnap my girl. The NYPD was quick to come in action after that. They had their forces looking for them. Yet, there's no news of her. It felt like I was dying from inside.

Everyone was in trauma. Mr Sanders had been comforting Char that Jane would be fine even though there was a scintilla of uncertainty in his eyes but he didn't dare to show it in his voice. That didn't aid to cease Char's continuous crying, nonetheless.

Jane, where are you my love?

Defeated, I ran my hands over my face and sighed.

You promised me you'd come back.

"You got the nerve to step in my house after what you've done?" I got up and aimed my way to the direction where the voice came from.

"This is no time to sit and argument on something which is far from important than finding your daughter." Ryder said calmly.

His presence irked me. I wanted to kick him out of the house but his statement caught me off guard. And the same happened with Mr Sanders and other members.

"W-What do you mean?" Char asked from the couch as Mr Sanders loosened his grip on Ryder's collar.

"Do you know where she is?" Luke came forward.

"I don't know," Ryder said to Luke before his eyes moved to me, "but I know someone who might know about Roberto's current location."

"And how you come to know that 'someone'?" I queried, stepping near him. I know that manipulative son of a bitch. This could be his cheap trick. But this involves Jane so I decide to give him a chance to speak.

"You know her more than me, Leonardo. The bitch whose eyes couldn't stand you and Jane together. Ring any bell?"

Without any thought I responded, "Erica."

"Who's Erica?" Mr Sanders frowned.

"Leo's ex." Luke replied that made Mr Sanders eyes wide, "Jane once told me about their relationship. It's quite a controversial topic."

Mr Sanders growled looking between Ryder and I, "Sometimes I curse myself for spoiling that little brunette. She never listens to me and see what kind of idiots she chose in her life. And here we are."

Char glared at her husband before darting her attention back to Ryder, "How you're so sure that Erica knows about Roberto's location?"

"Because she came to me a night before Jane got kidnapped," something flashed in his eyes before they were back to normal. Was it regret? "She was furious that she could've done anything to see you two apart. I was suspicious about the idea of her hurting Jane. Trust me, Leo. I wanted my Jane back but I never wanted to hurt her. So when I realised that she truly loves you. I left the idea of her taking back. I just wanted her to be happy. Doesn't matter if the reason behind her smile is you." He continued, "but the other night before Erica left my house she said she'd be happily vacationing in Hawai in the end when she got what she wanted."

"She's in Hawai?" I asked.

Ryder nodded, "I wasn't sure about that before I heard the news of Jane."

"What are we waiting for? Let's go and get that bitch!" Char snapped, wiping off her tears.

"I suggest it'll be better if only Leonardo and I go." Ryder suggested, and I nodded in approval. "While we're in Hawai, rest will be here to gain information from cops if there's happened to be any news about Jane."

"We'll let you know if we succeed in doing a trick to get information from her." He added.

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My eyes flutter opened as a ray of sunshine hit my face only to experience a terrible sting at the back of my head.

Once I retrieved myself from the sting I came face to face with.....pumpkins. Lots and lots of pumpkins.

And I sneezed.

Not because I was allergic to pumpkin. That I wasn't, indeed. But a strand of my hair that had been trying to intrude in my left nostril. I made an attempt to remove them but unfortunately my arms were tied up behind my back and my ankles as well.

To make it go away I rattled my face, give couple of blows but those darn strands hadn't seemed to budge.

I let the darn strands have their way and committed myself to my Surrounding.

I was in a freaking chevy truck with freaking pumpkins. There was a slow cowboy music playing in the radio. I peeped through the tiny window provided between the front and the back of the truck and watched the driver as he placed a hay strand between the seam of his lips.

It was hard to see his face as it was covered with a cowboy hat.

Suddenly the truck halted and stopped in front of what seemed like a farm.

I felt sick with apprehension. My heart began pounding against my chest and I dreaded that it would burst. I wriggled and put so much efforts to free my arms but it was no avail as the cowboy who was in driver seat awhile ago appeared before me and took off his hat.

"Rise and shine!" My eyes widened and I couldn't help as a horrific scream erupted from my lips hearing his creepy voice.

His lips lifted up to form a cheshire grin and I couldn't help but cringe and crawl back in response.

I thought pennywise was more scary.

He looked even more horrible than I last saw him two years ago in an interview.

"Don't you fucking dare to touch me, Roberto! I swear I'll boil your teeth!" Seriously, Jane? That was the threat you came up with? Roberto began laughing as if I threw a joke. A very lame joke, indeed. But soon his laughter subsided and face turned sinistral. "W-What do you w-want from me? Why did you kidnap me, Roberto?"

He didn't say anything just stared at me like a sicko.

My abductor picked up his crotch and said, "Pancakes. I'd like to have pancakes in breakfast. What do you say, honey?"

Eww!

He seemed to sense my

abhorrence as his eyes moved down and he added before looking up at me, "Ah, I got itch in prison. Those ruthless creepy people don't give us nice treatment in there. You don't have to worry, though.

As long as you do what I say. Now hop out, yeah?"

As he scratched himself the sight filled me with disgust.

Oh god, Leo! Please come to save me before I kill your dearest uncle.

"Now hop out, yeah?!"

"How? My legs are tied up."

He contemplated for awhile before untying the rope.

I felt a wave of hope once my legs became free and without giving him a chance to think I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine.

He fell on the ground with a oomph, "Bitch!"

Seeing the opportunity, I hopped out of the truck and began to run. Though it was farm but deprived of any livestock. The place was utterly secluded.

I don't know if I'm even in georgia.

It was a hard task to run when your hands were tied up behind your back. Yet I ran.

If I were running with an ostrich, then it would've been hard to tell difference between a freaking ostrich and I.

Suddenly, a high pitch penetrating sound came from behind me and I froze.

When the squealing voices of birds came to halt, there was only a sound of my accelerated heart.

"Turn!" I jumped hearing his loud and scary voice.

I didn't have to convince myself that much since I cared for my dear life at that moment. So slowly but surely, I did as my abductor said and turned around.

First thing I came to face with was a brutal impact of his fist on my stomach.

Air lunged out of my lungs as I fell on my knees. The impact was very hard and the following pain intolerable.

The nasty abductor ducked down at my level and grinned, "Pretty, isn't it?" He said while caressing the gun in his hand. "I got it from my friend."

"It's hard to believe that a sicko like you have a friend." I scoffed but winced in pain as I said that.

He nodded thoughtfully, "Right. The world has gotten very cruel in past two years. No one will ever wants to be a friend of criminal. But we're wrong here, honey. I've a friend. A very sexy friend, to be precise. I even got an orgasm just looking at her tits. Do you have?"

"H-Have w-what?"

I arced back in disgust as he traced a path from my neck to the seam of my breasts with a cold tip of gun.

"Sexy tits?" He arched a brow at me and I suddenly felt even more disgusted. He poked me with the tip of gun as an act that he was waiting for an answer but I kept quiet. "Okay then, I'll have to find by myself."

A scream left my lips as he clasped my breasts harshly and pushed me on the ground.

I felt sick and defeated as he continued the harassment. And to my disgust, he rubbed himself on me.

"I assume that smitten nephew of mine won't mind if I take you here since we're a family from now."

"Ahh! Get off me, you sick bastard. He won't think twice before wiping you out of the existence!" I yelled and made umpteenth attempts to push him away but all went in vain.

To my relief, he groaned and get off me.

"Get up, I'm hungry!" He yelled.

"So?"

"So make pancakes for me, bitch!" He grabbed me roughly through my tied up arm and forced me to stand.

Once we entered the farmhouse it finally got cleared that no one lives here. With no doubt, the house reeked of dirt and emptiness. If my hands weren't tied up I would've covered my nose.

As if someone heard my wish, because in the next moment my hands were free. I brought my wrists forward to see purple bruises. And they were nasty.

"If you try to run or do something besides from my liking I won't hesitate to blow your head." He warned while pointing the gun at my head. "Do you?"

"D-Do you w-what?"

"I said do you understand?" He yelled into my ear.

I nodded frantically, "G-Got it."

"Good girl." He withdrew the gun from my head and said, "Now prepare the breakfast and make your uncle happy." He practically shooed me away.