Adopted

Austin's POV

"I love you..." I said through my tears. There was a silence and I began to worry. "Fionna? Baby?" I said. The only thing I heard from my phone, was a long ring. That asshole. How the hell am I supposed to get 500 grand in three days!?
I start to grab random objects and throw them across the room. "IT'S NOT GONNA END LIKE THIS!" I shout.
"I won't let it..." I go down stairs and frantically look for my keys.

"Austin? Austin, what's wrong?!" Alan asked. "He has her." I mumble.
"What?"
"HE has HER!"
"Austin, what are you talk about? Maybe you should sit d-"
"Fionna's fucking rapist has her! Don't fucking tell me to sit down!" I clenched my fists and dug my nails into my palm.
I just want my baby back at home with us... Having some candy while watching horror movies.

I want Fionna back, and I'm gonna get her back.
The band looked at me with blank facial expressions and then all rushed to the truck. I grabbed my keys and we headed over to the police station.
"Track it down! I want the location!" I stormed in. Within five minutes, I had police officers guaranteeing me that they would find her...
The fact that they could be wrong, was like being stabbed in the gut.
No. They'll find her! Or maybe she's already dead...
AUSTIN! Stop! She's alive! I know it!

In an hour, they had finally found they location that the call came from. "Mr. Carlile, I'm Officer Juarez, here to inform you that the call was from Los Angeles. We have already sent a squad out but we're not sure how long it may take to get anything back.".
Los Angeles? That's eight hours away! How did she get so far? That doesn't matter now. I'm going to find her and I'm gonna make sure the bastard pays for what he did to her!

Fionna's POV

It's been nearly three hours since he made me call Austin and all that's happened was that I got tied to a chair and beaten the shit out of.
Oh god, I miss him so much. I wanna be at home with him and the guys, just snuggling around the couch and eating s'mores and junk.
"What the hell are you smiling about?" I cold voice asked.
"Something you'll never experience," I scoffed. I stands up from his place and slaps me. My face dashes to the side from the impact and my hair swoops to the other side. "What, princess? I didn't quite hear what you said?"

"I-I s-said, that you're a... F-FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! DID YOU HEAR THAT!?" I scream. His angered expression quickly turned into an evil grin.
"I miss that scream... I remember you telling me to stop and you couldn't stop screaming." he leaned in close to my face as I turned my head away.

He grabbed my jaw and made me face him. "I also remember how you just stopped and took it..." he hissed.
His cold breath in my face brought back memories from that night.

How much I begged for him to stop but he ignored them.

How much I struggled to get out of his grip, but he only held me tighter.

How much I screamed for help, but not a single soul heard...

He laughs and leans in closer. "Let me take care of those tears for you, princess."
He puts his hands an my shoulders and begins to LICK my tears away.

"GET OFF OF ME!" I screamed. I was trying to kick him but I couldn't get him! Finally, I headbutt him and he falls back. He falls back and he didn't seem to be moving.
Is he... Dead? Or simply knocked out? I saw his chest moved up and down and I growl. I might as well try to escape.

At least, now I can do it without him slapping or punching me. I scooted my chair towards a knife and grabbed it.
I began cutting cutting the rope that tried my hands to the chair I feel the knife cutting my skin.
Honestly, it felt good.
The pain that it brought me distracted me from what was going on around me...

I was finally free from the rope and I ran towards the door. Locked. Of course it was. I grabbed the man and quickly tied him to a chair. It wasn't long before he regained his consciousness.
"Where's the key?" I growled. He just gave me a spine-chilling smirk.
"You're gonna be in here for a long while, princess."

That's it.

"Where!" *Slap* "Is!" *Punch* "The!" *Kick* "KEY!" *Punch*
After all of that, he still wouldn't budge. Then I thought of something...

His phone! I dug through his pockets and he moaned. "You're fucking disgusting..." I sighed.

Notes

Ugh, I need to start planning these chapters a bit more ahead, because this is just ridiculous...

GIFS OF THE DAY!:


I legit do the exact same thing...


*Cries* Oh my. ;-; ASDFGHJKL ♥


I know it's not a gif, but this just had to be seen...
~Scarred Adventurer