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“So, we’re going to go.” He points towards the door.
“What?” I ask.
“We’re leaving and your security out there is going to let us go or he’ll be my first casualty.”
“I’m not leaving here with you.”
“Then Damian gets in another accident.” He shrugs. “I know he’s on his way here. You think I don’t have someone camped outside of your house?”
Fuck.“Please. Jeremy…you can’t.”
“I can and I will if you don’t toe the line, baby.”
“Why do you want to be with me like this? Against my will? How…?”
“I’ll take you however I can get you and if that’s by force, then so be it.” My blood runs cold thinking about all the ways he probably means that and I’m sure that means he plans to force me to have sex with him too.
“Fine,” I tell him. “Just leave Damian alone. You have to promise me,” I beg as tears begin to slide down my cheeks at the idea of never seeing the love of my life again. I’d never recover from it but at least he’d be alive.
“Once we’re married, I’ll never bother him again, so long as he’s far away from you.”
His phone beeps and he looks at it before looking at me. “Alright, looks like Damian is a little more than fifteen minutes away; time to make our exit.”
“But…”
“Tick tock.” He touches my nose with the tip of his knife. “If he gets closer than ten, he’ll be detained, sweetheart.”
“Okay!” I exclaim. “Okay. Let’s go.”
“Excellent. Now put on a smile,” he says as he opens the door and Kent is standing in front of it blocking us from getting through the door. Kent’s back is to us and as he turns, Jeremy stabs him in the side causing him to fall to the ground with a thud.
“Takes care of that problem.” He says as he drops my smashed phone next to him.
“Oh my god!” I say as Jeremy begins to walk, dragging me along with him. I try to hold the tears in when Jeremy whisks me down a hall and out a back door, preventing us from seeing any paparazzi or anyone besides some kitchen staff that probably just assume we’re sneaking off somewhere to hook up.
He pushes me into a black car with dark-tinted windows and just as I go to scream, there’s a cloth over my face.
And everything goes black.
Ican’t get Kent on the phone after I told him to go in the bathroom and I’m fucking feral as I weave through the traffic to get to the premiere.
I swear to fucking God if anyone touches one hair on her head.
There’s traffic for miles and part of me wants to get out and run, knowing adrenaline will get me to her faster than sitting in this jam. I grab her phone and pull up her tracker and I slam my hand on the dashboard when I realize she’s not wearing it because it’s reporting that it’s at home. I run a hand through my hair angrily.
Why the fuck wouldn’t she wear it? Why didn’t I make sure she was wearing it?
Her phone’s location is still at the premiere but I notice that one of her Airtags is moving.What the fuck?
Which one is with her?
If someone has her, he may have made her ditch her phone.
She has Airtags in all of her bags but what if he made her ditch her purse?
I call Veronica and she immediately answers. “Hey, I’m not with Shay.”
“Where is she?”
