Kayla's POVThey were driving for a long time and more than an hour had passed when they finally stopped. I looked through the window to see a big, old building. It was noticeably painted grey even though it was stripping all over. The front door that was painted red was also peeling off. Some of the windows were broken and by its general look, it didn't look like a building that was being used.I didn't have time to wonder why they were stopping here because both guys pulled their doors and came out. The one in the passenger seat opened the back seat where I was and gestured to me. "Get out."I stepped from the car and instantly, he grabbed my hand roughly. He then forced me to move and we walked towards the door. The other guy opened the door and we entered. The inside of the building was just as old and run-down as the outside but it wasn't dusty as expected. Leading me through the room we were currently in, they went through a few more hallways and doors before we reached a room w

Kayla's POVA day has passed since I was taken captive. I still don't know what's going on and apart from a guy coming inside the room to give me sandwiches to eat yesterday and today, I haven't seen anyone come to the room to do anything to me.I honestly didn't know how I felt about that. One part of me was grateful that no one came to the room and another part of me was on edge, nervously waiting for something bad to happen. After all, these people were bad. They all had guns and looked very dangerous.It was late in the evening when I heard the creaking of the door as it opened. I looked up expecting Oliver or any of the other men but was surprised instead. Entering through the doorway of the room was the last person I expected to see. In fact, I had to blink twice to make sure I wasn't just imagining her."What are you doing here, Lilly?" I asked, shocked and confused at the same time."Hello, Kayla." She said quietly, ignoring my question. She took a few steps closer until she w

Kayla's POVAfter leaving the police station where we gave our statements, Carson, his friends and I journeyed back home. Carson drove me to his apartment when we were back in our home town.When we got inside, Carson turned to me. "Are you hungry?" He asked.I shook my head. "No," I answered. Food was the last thing on my mind. I was still shaken up from the day's events and all I wanted to do was sleep and forget about it. At the same time, I couldn't help but think about Lilly's involvement. I really couldn't believe she would do that to me. I thought she was my friend."Is everything okay?" I heard Carson ask bringing me from my thoughts. He must have noticed the expression on my face.I walked over to the couch and sat down. "I'm just thinking about what Lilly did. I never expected it. Where was she by the way? Will the police catch her?" I asked. The police had caught everyone involved in the kidnapping except for Lilly. She was an accessory and there was no way she was going to