"Hello? Excuse me." I said to the officer at the desk.

"Hello, can I help you?" The officer said.

"Yes, I'm here to see Mr. Lee, the detective." I said.

The officer then opened the door and walked out.

"Follow me." He said and I then followed him to the back.

"Just right here." He said and I thanked him.

I knocked on the door, getting an answer within a couple of seconds.

"Come in." He said and I opened the door, walking in and sitting down at the chair in front of his desk.

"Taehyung? What brings you here?" He asked, looking up from his files.

"Mr. Lee, I think I know who kidnapped Selena." I said and he raised an eyebrow.

"And who might that be, Mr. Kim?" He asked.

"Justin Bieber." I said and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"You mean, her ex boyfriend?" He said and I nodded.

"Why do you think he has something to do with this?" He asked.

"Justin... he abused her, physically and verbally. And when she broke up with him, some people who heard about it and witnessed it started to spread the news. However, no one is completely sure what the truth is. And Justin, of course, got mad. He's a psychopath." I said and he looked at me with a serious expression.

"We'll look into it. We have the DNA, we'll go to the lab. I'll call them." He said and I let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Lee." I said and he nodded.

He told me to stay while he called the lab. They said that tomorrow they could begin to run some tests. I smiled for the first time in a while.

Don't worry, Selena. We'll find you.

Arriving home late, I sighed, taking my jacket off and placing it on the couch, too tired to worry about putting it up.

I then grabbed a bag of chips and sat down on the couch, watching TV.

I felt so unmotivated, I don't know what to do anymore. I was mad and disappointed in myself.

Without her, I felt like I was nothing. Like I was incomplete.

Looking down at my phone, I smiled, seeing my wallpaper that was her and me.

Tears then began streaming down my face.

I'm sorry, princess.

I rushed into the laboratory, finding myself just on time.

"Taehyung, there you are." The scientist said, walking up to me.

"Yes, sir." I said and bowed respectfully to him.

"Come with me." He said and I did as he said.

He then took me into the back where they were doing their tests.

"After doing more investigating, we tested the DNA. Unfortunately, we have no information if Justin is indeed in South Korea at this time. But, we tested the blood and it came back as two different types. A part of it is indeed Selena's, but a part of it is not." The scientist said and I nodded.

"Follow me." The scientist said and I followed him to what I am assuming is where he and other scientists are doing the tests.

He then turned to me. "And another unfortunate thing is that we don't in fact know if the DNA matches Justin's. We would need to have the USA's database to do that. But, I'm sure we can request that information and see if they go through with it." He said and I let out a sigh.

"And that will take a while..." he said and I looked down, feeling frustrated.

But then suddenly someone came up to him, whispering something into his ear.

Mr. Choi then widened his eyes. "What is it?" I asked.

"The blood that I was talking about... it matched with someone else."

Waking up, I felt nauseous and really dizzy.

I think something is wrong.

I sat there when suddenly someone walked into the room, slapping me.

My eyes closed for a while but then opened back up.

"Still alive?" I then recognized the voice to be Hailey's.

She then suddenly grabbed my face, squeezing my bony cheeks.

She then let out an evil laugh. "You're a fighter, aren't ya? Well, guess what? No one even cares about you. Where's your boyfriend, Taehyung? No where. He's probably forgotten all about you. And those pathetic boys you call your friends." She said, laughing.

If I ever got out of here, I wouldn't hesitate to punch her. I don't care if she's pregnant or not.

I growled at her and she rolled her eyes, then leaving.

It was now night time and I was still feeling the same; dizzy and nauseous.

I was starving, everything hurts. My body ached from the slaps and beatings, I had a headache and a stomachache, and my body felt numb. I've never been in this much pain in my life.

Suddenly I heard shouting. I was scared, but I didn't know what to do.

After a couple of minutes, the shouting stopped and I heard multiple pairs of footsteps running this way.

Getting terrified, my dizziness got even worse.

Someone then opened the door and just as they did, I passed out.