Do you ever have that feeling like someone is watching you? Like they are just sitting down staring at you? Well, that's the feeling I'm having now.

I turned my head on the pillow and opened my eyes. I sqinted my eyes to adjust to the light and rubbed them. I looked around the room and saw Mariano sitting in the chair watching me. To say it was creepy would be an understatement. I furrowed my eyebrows in question.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

He looked down at himself for a second then looked back to me. "I believe I'm sitting."

"Haha, very funny," I rolled my eyes, "I meant why are you watching me sleep?"

He shrugged, "I've never noticed before how interesting you look when you're asleep."

"Well, Edward, Is that a nice way of saying I look bad when I sleep?"

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "Edward?"

"Yup." I said pulling the sheets away from me.

"Why'd you call me Edward?"

"Edward is the vampire from twilight, he, just like you, told Bella that he finds the way she sleeps interesting."

"Twilight? Isn't that when the sun is below the horizon?" He asked.

My eyes widened in complete shock, "You've never seen twilight?"

"Yes."

"I mean the movie."

"Oh, in that case, no."

"You must've at least seen one movie from the saga."

"No, none, not one."

"I'm gonna make you watch them, not now though. That's a promise." I said walking to the bathroom.

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The ringing of my phone brought me out of my daze. I looked down at it as it vibrated on the table. I picked it up and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Issy, it's Greg can I see you?"

"Greg? I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not Issy? I haven't seen you in so long." He said.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I didn't answer him, I heard his heavy breathing through the phone.

"I have- I have to tell you something." He sounded weird, he didn't sound like himself.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Can we meet."

"Greg, I-I don't think tha-" He cut me off mid way, "Please, Issy." He begged.

'What do I have to lose?' I thought to myself.

"Okay, sure. Where do you wanna meet?" I asked.

"Can I come to your house?" He asked.

"No." I said almost immediately.

"Okay, can we meet at the ice-cream parlour on Dunn's street?" He asked.

"But that's amlost two and half hours from here."

"I didn't know, where are you staying?" He asked.

"I can't tell you that."

"Fine, we'll meet at the ice-cream parlour." He said before hanging up.

I removed the phone from my ear and looked at it. I had a bad feeling about this but I ignored it.

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I exited the car and walked into the parlour. I looked around but there was no sign of Greg anywhere. I noticed that the only persons in here were men seated at different tables. A weird feeling washed over me as I looked at them around the room. I walked over to an empty table and sat down. They were all staring at me and fear began to overtake me. After an hour had passed and Greg still hadn't shown up I decided to leave. I walked out to the parking lot and dug into my bag to get my keys. When I got them out I fumbled to unlock the door. I was so scared at this point, I couldn't even press a button. Before the car could be unlocked a voice that came from behind me scared me.

I whipped around and saw Greg standing with his hands in his pockets.

"You scared me." I said.

"Sorry." He said.

I nodded, "Why are you late?" I asked.

"It's not important."

"Why not?"

"Do you wanna go somewhere private to talk?" He asked.

"No, I have to head home." I said pushing the button to unlock the car. I was about to open the door when someone grabbed me from behind. Greg turned me around while still holding me.

"Let go of me." He was squeezing me so close to him, it hurt. He had a firm grip on me and I began to struggle to get out of it.

"Stop struggling, I'm not gonna hurt you." He said. My stomach began to hurt and I could tell my baby was as uncomfortable as I was.

"Why are you holding me like this? Let me go." I said trying to push away.

"You need to come with me." He said.

"I'm not going anywhere with you." I said.

"Oh, but you don't really have a choice, now do you?" He said before he pushed me up against the car and pulled out chloroform and cloth from his pocket.

My eyes widened and I pushed him with all my strength, but he didn't budge.

"Help, someone help me." I screamed. He let go of me to soak the cloth with chloroform and I took that chance to run back inside the parlour. Sadly, I didn't make it inside because I bumped into someone.

I looked up at the man, "Sir, p-please help me, He's trying t-t-" I was cut off by the man.

"I'm sorry miss, I can't help you."

"W-w-why n-not?" I asked.

"Because," He paused and grabbed me by my shoulders to hold me steadily on the ground, "I'm working with him." He said then something wet covered my mouth.

"Don't drop her." Was the last thing I heard someone say.

___Mariano's P.O.V___

"Isabella." I called as I walked down the hall to her room.

"Isabella?" I called.

"Isabella?" I knocked on her door when I reached it.

"Isabella?" I knocked harder on the door.

I was becoming pissed, I pushed the door open but she wasn't in here. I checked the bathroom and the closet, she wasn't in neither of them. I ran out the room and to the kitchen, she wasn't there either. I went to the gym, she wasn't there. I got my men to search the house and the property.

___Gabby's P.O.V___

"I brought you food." He said.

I looked at him with gratitude. He is the only one who actually feeds me, as in gives me food. The rest of them don't give a damn whether or not I die of hunger.

He handed the food to me and I took it. He sat on the bed next to me and put the water on the night stand.

I turned my head a little to look at him, he was staring at me.

"Why are you so nice to me?" I asked.

He looked at me surprised then sighed.

"To be honest, I don't know." He said.

I bit into the chicken as he watched me and smiled. "I guess I just like you."

I almost choked on the chicken. I coughed and spit it into the plate, I took up the water and gulped it down.

"What?" I said standing up, "You can't like me."

"Why not?" He stood up too.

"Because-"He cut me off, "Because I kidnapped you right?" He said.

"Yes, exactly." I said.

"Well, newsflash, I didn't kidnap you." He said

"But you were there weren't you?" I asked.

"Not exactly, I was just the driver." He replied.

"You were still there." I said matter-of-factly.

"Whatever."

"You don't even know my name." I said.

"Gabrielle Marse." He said.

"Okay, well, I don't know your name."

"Jake, I'm 25." He said.

He stepped closer to me with a smirk on his face. "And how old are you?" He asked.

"Have you ever heard the story of a kidnapper falling in love with the kidnapee?" I asked.

He looked confused, then he answered. "No."

"Exactly, becasue it doesn't exist." I stated.

"Well, in this case it will." He said then he walked out of the room and locked the door.

After he left, it dawned upon me that I was arguing with one of the men from Rivero's gang.

___Issy's P.O.V___

I woke up in the back seat of a moving car. I was freezing from how high the A.C was. I noticed that I was sitting in between two men, one of them being Greg. I looked at him with pure hatred and disappointment.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked.

He looked at me with an emotionless expression. "Get comfy, it's a long ride." He said before looking away from me.

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