…Jenna POV… I look at myself in the mirror while holding my hand over my stomach. Tears start to roll from my eyes and run down my cheeks. I can see the tiniest of bump, but it is this little bump that will bring me and the real man I love back together. But I pray, and god, do I pray that our little bump is still okay. And so do I pray that he is still too. But I fear that Brendan has not grown white-hot from anger again. He just got off the phone speaking to Tyler. I don’t understand why he speaks to him, but when I do, all I get is smacked around. Though something else now has him in a flat spin as he is worriedly speaking to someone on the phone where he is sitting in the lounge. Then all of a sudden, I hear him smashing what I assume is the phone on the kitchen counter. He is about to come in here, and god, I cannot take it if he hits me again. But he only comes in walking and looks at me where I am lying on the bed. “Get read; we

…Tyler POV… We have been sitting for an hour; in fact, it has been twelve hours, fifteen minutes, and twenty seconds since Jenna has vanished. We have no idea where he could have taken her. We are hoping that it is close, but knowing him, he would take her to the last place that we would expect. But that thought is still not very reassuring. That does not give us a starting point, least not a clue or even a direction to head him. The loss, not having her here, is tearing my heart to pieces slowly and with the most unbearable pain. I so want to get mad at her for leaving me again. But I know it is not her, and if she could, she would come home to find me. I cannot even begin to think about how helpless she must be; she must be hopeless that someone is not going to find him. Well, my love, I will turn this earth over and over again until I find you. There is no distance that shall ever keep us apart. Once I have composed my sad broken heart, I return to Brooke

…Jenna POV…It seems that my eyes might be deceiving me once again, for I could have sworn that I did see Tyler stand across the crowd from me. So without having even to reconsider, I stand from my seat and head in the direction, but even before I get two steps away, Brendan calls for me to come back. "Now, where do you think you are going?" "A walk Brendan, I want to go for a walk. My legs are feeling uncomfortably stiff from sitting here." I watch him with intent as he decides if he should take the risk and allow me to walk even further away from his reach. "Fair well, but don't let me regret it," he says as he gives in; I secretly smile to myself at the small victory that I have won. He has been hoping that by now, I would have wanted to stay with him without having to keep a constant watch over me. Sadly to his own disgust, I have not for once given up on Tyler and faltered in my love for him. This mad man can hold me for a hund

It is with great concern that I sit with Tyler’s head resting on my lap. He seemed to have fainted, and we are patiently for him to wake. Brooke believes that he must be completely exhausted, for he has not slept but a wink since I have been gone.So as I watch him flutter open his eyes, there is a great relief that flows over my body, “Baby, are you okay?”He mumbles softly under his breath as he grabs at his head, “What happened?”“You fainted. Are you okay?”He goes silent for a few seconds, I can see a fear creeps in his eyes, but he only waves me off, “I am just exhausted. Come, let’s go home.”The drive home is fairly quiet; not much is said about what happened. Nobody dares to mention how reckless I was. I know the conversation shall come up; if I am going to be prepared, well, we will have to wait and see that.I might have said this before, and I shall say it once again. Li

…Jenna POV…I am struck by absolute terror as I leap my way over to where Tyler has fallen back into the chair, “Tyler, what is wrong?”"I don't know, I just got so dizzy, and I fell. Can we please go home? I am really not feeling well.""Don’t you think that we need to see a Doctor? We are here now. It is the second time that you have fainted in two days now.""No, please, can we not just go home?"With that, I hook my arm around his waist and pull his frail body off the chair. His entire body is shaking, and he has gone paler than all fifty shades of white. My heart sinks, and I feel completely helpless; it looks as if he is in total agony, and there is a terrified look in his eyes.And terrified we make our way to the car, not for one minute do I let go. I lay him down on the passenger seat and cover him with my jacket. His body is still trembling, but he tries his best to hide it. God, it breaks my heart.