I know where Faith is.

Those five words keep circling in my mind as we finish out the set for the day. I can't get off the stage fast enough to get to the girl who has Faith's phone. My heart pounds in my chest as I run off the stage and out into the crowd. Fans try to stop to talk to me but I apologize quickly and nicely.

"Austin, where's Faith?!" One fan screams and I shake my head, still running. My mind is only focusing on one thing; Faith. I frantically search around for the girl, who has Faith's phone and knows where she is.

"Austin!" A girl yells my name and I turn around to see that it's that girl. Before I can take off towards her, a whole bunch of fans crowd around me since my name was called out. They all keep throwing questions at me; ones I don't want to answer or even hear.

"Austin, why isn't Faith here?"

"Why are you with her?!" Well that just pissed me off.

"Can I have your babies instead of Faith?" What the fuck?! I can't take this anymore. Tears spring to my eyes and I feel sick because I'm getting overwhelmed. I just want to find Faith!

"Get away from him! Can't you see he doesn't want to be fucked with right now!" The same girl's voice screams at everybody around me and yanks on my hand. "Come on!" She yells over the million of questions still being asked. We take off running to get away from everybody. We don't stop running until we get to the buses. As soon as we reach the bus I'm on, I collapse to the ground, taking several deep breaths to calm my heart rate.

"F-fuuuuck!" I scream, tugging at my hair. I feel like passing out but I take a few deep breaths to steady my heart rate. A few minutes pass before I look up at the girl who knows where Faith is. "How did you get her phone?" I ask, staring at the phone in her hands.

"My name is Maddie." She says, ignoring the question. The name sounds familiar. I rack my brain, trying to remember where I heard that name. She goes to say something but I finally remember and jump up.

"You're Faith's best friend from highschool!" I yell causing her to jump a bit. I pull her into a quick hug. "Holy shit. How did you find her?" She sighs.

"Long story. I'll explain later. Right now we need to get her out of that fucking hell hole before he either rapes her, kills her, or both." She doesn't sugar coat anything which makes my stomach churn from the thought of him touching my princess.

"Where is she, Maddie?" I ask, taking another step towards her. "I can't lose her." My voice shakes as I speak. She looks up at me.

"Ian's house. In the basement."

*Faith's POV*

My back hurts. My neck hurts. I'm pretty sure my wrists are bleeding from these handcuffs. Thirst and hunger are setting in. I don't know how long I have been in here. I know it can't be more than two days though. My head feels fuzzy and I feel like I'm losing oxygen.

Why won't he just kill me? I would rather die than live like this.

The door swings open, revealing the piece of shit. He's not wearing a shirt and looks like a skeleton covered in skin. I want to throw up from the sight. He just looks so nasty.

"Stare all you want, Princess." He sneers at me and I gag.

"You're disgusting. What drugs are you on? You look like death." I laugh a little but stop when he pulls out a whip with sharp, razor like pieces on the end.

"I would stop with the jokes and smart ass comments if I were you." He runs the whip against my bare skin on my arms and I whimper, scared he's going to actually hit me with it. "Oh, don't worry. I'm going to use this in a minute." The thought of getting whipped with that makes tears well up in my eyes.

"Why do you need to get revenge on me? You deserved going to prison!" I struggle against the handcuffs and scream when I feel my skin split open. Warm blood trickles down my wrists onto my hands. Ian is standing behind me, not saying a word. "Are you going to fucking talk?!" I yell at him, getting more pissed off. He still doesn't talk as he raises his hand and cracks the whip down on my right thigh. My scream could shatter a window as the sharp pieces cut across my skin. Blood pours out of the long cuts and onto the floor.

"I told you to watch that smartass mouth, you little bitch!" He grabs me by my hair and pulls my head back to look at him. An evil smirk is plastered across his face. "I think it's time to have some fun with you." I know what he means by that and I start shaking my head.

"Ian, please don't do this. P-please." Tears stream down my face and my body starts to shake. He drops his hand from my hair to reach into his pocket for something. I fear the worst but all he pulls out is a set of keys.

"I'm not saying I'm sorry," he kneels down in front of me to take off the handcuffs, "because I'm far from sorry." I want to just knock him out but my arms are so weak I can barely lift them. He talks again as he's taking the ones off my ankles. "I'm actually enjoying this." As he stands up, he throws me off of the chair, letting me fall to the floor. I try to stand up but my whole body is weak so I just lay on the ground. Ian walks over to the door and I'm watching his every move. His lanky arm reaches out to open the door and I think I can see track marks in his arms.

"Meth or Heroin?" Ian stops in his tracks and turns around to meet my stare.

"What?"

"Track marks, fucker. I can see them." I roll my eyes, pulling myself up into a sitting position against the wall. Now don't go thinking that I care because I could care less. He could die right now and I would be happy as fuck. He's just an idiot for not covering them up.

"That's," he pauses to crack the whip against my left thigh, tearing open my skin causing me to scream out in pain again, "is none of your business, bitch." He seethes with anger and turns back towards the door. Blood pools around my leg and my body shakes from the sobs I'm holding in. "Come on Lance, let's have some fun." Ian yells into the hallway and I whip my head up to see the guy that was with him when he kidnapped me the first time. He gives me an evil smirk, walking towards me. I scramble away just to hit the corner of the room.

"This is going to be fun." Lance comments as he grabs ahold of my ankles and harshly pulls me to him. He starts to rip my dress off of my body and all I can do is say a little prayer.

Please God, if you're listening. If you're even real, please let Austin find me soon or just kill me now.

*Austin's POV*

Maddie and I gathered up everybody that was willing to help find Faith after the last set. We have a day off tomorrow and don't leave until the morning after, giving us enough time to get Faith back. We are all standing around Pierce The Veil's bus coming up with a plan.

"Okay. I have to be the one to cause a distraction because Ian trusts me." Maddie starts off causing some of the guys to glare at her. "I'll explain everything later." She rolls her eyes, waving them off. They don't stop glaring at her so I have to butt in.

"Just fucking trust her okay?!" I yell at them, feeling my anger and anxiety grow inside me. "She's helping us get Faith back." My voice is a little calmer as I see their faces soften. They all know I'm stressed and scared right now.

"What's the plan, Maddie?" Jaime speaks up, going back to the matter at hand. No more dirty looks or glares are given as we all throw ideas at each other and get a plan together. Now we just have to wait until night fall.

I just hope Faith is okay.

Notes

I am so fucking sorry for taking soooo long to update this story. I have been stressed beyond belief but I promise to try to update a lot more often. Thank you for sticking around and reading my story. I really appreciate all of the kind words and votes. You guys are awesome!

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