So what she has a kid, chapter 16
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Elle looked outside, and she didn't know where she, was but when Jamie told her to get out of the car, the sky was a bluey orange, and she pulled Alex into her.
Jamie pushed them through the door of this house and told them to sit on the couch.
Elle was so afraid, she didn't know what Jamie was doing, but he wasn't sane. '
"Jamie, please let us go," Elle pleaded
Jamie glared his eyes at Elle. "What? Let you go; you took my son from me, Elle, my life, everything," he said as he pushed Elle onto a seat and held the gun to her head.
Alex looked at the gun pointing at his mother's head. "My dad will find us and kill you," Alex screamed at him.
Jamie laughed "Ha I'm your dad do you know that? Or did your slut of a mother never tell you?" he asked as a smirk came to his face.
Alex glared at him. "I know who you are, but you aren't my dad, you're an asshole," said Alex.
Jamie started down at Alex and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and threw him down onto the chair. "You fucking little shit, just like your mum you got a hell of a mouth on you," he said.
Alex tried to scramble away, but Jamie was too strong. "Fuck off," said Alex.
Jamie finished tying them up; he walked up to Elle and placed a kiss on her lips; Elle pulled her head away, and Jamie laughed and walked out the door, leaving Alex and Elle alone.
Elle tried to wiggle free of the rope that tied her hands up, but it was too tight. "Alex, I want you to stay calm," said Elle as she continued to try and get free.
Alex looked at the look on Elle's face, and it was one of terror. "Mummy, will Dad find us?" he asked, looking for comfort.
Elle stopped and looked over at Alex. "Yeah, he will, don't worry, it'll all be ok," she said in her calm voice.
Back at Ollie's place.
Ollie was pacing around the kitchen while Zack sat at the table. "It's 7 P.M., and your Mum isn't back yet, and she didn't call me; it's strange of her," she said.
Zack looked up and shrugged his shoulders.
Ollie rang Elle's phone, but it just rang out; Ollie placed the phone back down and sat down next to Zack with the piece of paper Elle had given her. "She isn't picking up; I'll call the place where the party is being held," she asked Zack.
He shrugged his shoulders again. "Don't know," he said.
Ollie picked up the phone and dialed the number "Hello, is Elle there?" Ollie asked the woman who answered.
"No, she isn't, she never showed up; I tried to call her, but here phone just rang out," said the woman.
Ollie had a sudden rush of fear run through her body; it wasn't like Elle to be like this. "Ok, thank you," said Ollie before she hung up the phone.
Ollie sat back down at the table and looked over to Zack. "I don't know where she is; maybe she had car trouble or something," said Ollie.
Zack went to bed, and Ollie waited up for Elle to call.
1:00 A.M. in the morning.
Ollie was going out of her mind not knowing were Elle was. So she rang the police, and two detectives came to her house.
Ollie invited them in; because Elle was married to Billie, the detectives were more than happy to come over and try to figure out where she could be; they sat down at the kitchen table.
Ollie was sitting down, drinking a cup of tea. "She left, and she hasn't come home yet her phone just rings out," she told the detective.
The detective looked over at the photo's on Ollie's walls of all the grandchildren. "Would she ever take off, is there anything she could be running from?" the detective asked.
Ollie shook her head as she took a sip from her tea. "No, not at all; she has Alex with her, she and Billie are happy, and there is no way she would do something like this," said Ollie.
The detective nodded and wrote down on his paper. "Where is Billie at the moment?" he asked.
Ollie put her tea down; she looked very frustrated and angry. "He is on tour at the moment," she said.
The detective looked at his watch. "Maybe you should call him and tell him what is going on," he said.
Ollie nodded, and the two detectives stood up.
"Ok, well, we're going to do our best to try and figure out where she is; please give us a call when you speak with Billie," he said.
Ollie got up and followed them out to the door. "Thank you," she said and closed the door behind them.
Back at where Elle and Alex were, it was morning.
Elle noticed the sun streaming through the closed blinds in the room they where in. "Alex, can you reach my mobile?" she asked.
Alex pushed against the rope. "Yeah, I'll try." Alex tried to reach the phone, and he had it in his hands. "Got it," he said as he held the phone in his hands.
Elle sighed. "Ok, turn it off," she said. "Just feel for the top button and hold it down till you hear it beep," she said.
Alex made a what the hell face. "Why?" he asked.
"Because if you get the chance to use it, I want you to ring the police," said Elle; she was still acting calmly.
Alex nodded his head and turned the phone off. "Ok," he said, trying to be brave and not cry.
Right then Jamie burst threw the door; he looked drunk because he was stumbling a little; he walked over and untied Elle and pulled Elle up.
Alex watched in horror at the way he handled Elle. "Where are you taking my mum?" he asked, trying to wiggle free to save her.
Jamie slapped him across the face. "Shut up, you brat," he said.
Jamie marched Elle up the creaky stairs of the house and brought her into a room and threw her down onto the bed in there.
Elle took a deep breath in. "What do you want?" she said a spiteful tone.
Jamie picked up a bottle and took a swig. "Us a family like we were," he said as he threw the bottle on the floor, and it smashed.
Elle jumped a little, but calmed herself down. "I'm married, and I have kids with Billie," she said, trying to reason with him.
Jamie walked up to Elle and grabbed her chin and pulled his face close to hers. "You're nothing but a whore, and you will be with me, Elle," he said.
He pressed his lips hard up against Elle and forced himself onto her.
Elle moved her head. "Get off me, you pig," she screamed as she tried to push him off, seeing as he had undone the rope around her hands.
Jamie laughed and pressed his body up against hers. "Oh come on, a girl like you must love it," he said.
"I hate you," she yelled at him, trying to push him off her, but he was to strong.
Jamie smirked and kissed her again, he took his top and pants off and pushed himself against her. Elle kicked and punched him; Jamie got up off her and slapped his hand across her face.
Elle woke up, her head was pounding, and she could feel pian over every inch off her body; she moved her head and opened her eyes; she was naked, and her hands were tied back up again.
Back at Ollie's
Ollie had made Zack take Izzy outside; she was watching them from the kitchen window while she rang Billie's phone.
"Billie, I need you to come home," she said as she began to cry.
"Why, what's wrong?" Billie said, hearing his mother cry. "What is going on?" he asked.
Ollie pulled her self together. "It's Elle and Alex, they have gone missing," she said but began to cry again.
"What do you mean, Mum? You're freaking me out," said Billie, worrying.
"Billie, just come home please, now; I'll explain it all when you are home," she said.
"Ok, I'll get the next plane home," he said, hearing the urgency in his mother's voice.
Billie hung up the phone and turned to Tre and Mike. "I got to go," said Billie as he rushed over to the exit of the bus.
Mike and Tre looked surprised.
"What?" asked Mike.
Billie grabbed his phone off the bench and started to dial it. "Elle and Alex are missing," he said as he pulled the phone to his ear and walked out of the bus.
Mike and Tre looked at each other and then at the door.
"Billie, hold up, we are coming," yelled Mike as he and Tre ran after him.
Billie and Tre and Mike got on the next plane back home and went straight to Ollie's place.
Billie was walking around the table, holding Izzy in his arms. "Mum, where is she, do have any clue where they are?" Billie asked; he looked terrible.
Ollie shook her head and placed her head in her hands. "No, she left Izzy and Zack with me, and that's the last I saw of her," she said.
Billie placed Izzy back down on the ground and walked over to his mother. "I have to find her; something is wrong, I can feel it," he said, walking over to a chair and sitting down.
Tre looked over at his friend; he looked so worried about Elle and Alex. "Look, we will find her, Bill, don't worry; she'll be back in your arms before you know it," said Tre, patting his friend on the back.
Back at where Alex and Elle were
"So I see we're awake," said Jamie as he walked through the door to the room; Jamie walked over and untied Elle while holding the gun to her. "Put your clothes on, slut," he said.
Elle looked at the silver gun pointing at her head, and she knew something had to be done.
After she put her cloths on, Jamie tied her back up and took her downstairs.
Jamie put her back in her chair and walked over to the door. "I'm going out for awhile, now don't get any ideas," said Jamie as he left the house, locking the door behind him.
Alex looked at his mother; she looked terrible: tears were falling down her cheek, and she had a massive bruise on her face. "Mum, you ok?" he asked.
Elle looked over at Alex. "I'm fine, Alex," she said, not wanting him to know what Jamie had done to her.
Alex sighed. "What did he do?" he asked, looking at the dried blood on his mothers lips.
Elle shook her head. "Nothing, never mind. Can you get free?" asked Elle, trying to take an opportunity to get free.
Alex wiggled his hands. "I think," he said.
Elle nodded. "Come on, Alex, try, please, you have to try," she said.
Alex struggled and struggled until the rope came loose, and he could free his hands; they were red and bruised; he went over to untie Elle.
Jamie pushed them through the door of this house and told them to sit on the couch.
Elle was so afraid, she didn't know what Jamie was doing, but he wasn't sane. '
"Jamie, please let us go," Elle pleaded
Jamie glared his eyes at Elle. "What? Let you go; you took my son from me, Elle, my life, everything," he said as he pushed Elle onto a seat and held the gun to her head.
Alex looked at the gun pointing at his mother's head. "My dad will find us and kill you," Alex screamed at him.
Jamie laughed "Ha I'm your dad do you know that? Or did your slut of a mother never tell you?" he asked as a smirk came to his face.
Alex glared at him. "I know who you are, but you aren't my dad, you're an asshole," said Alex.
Jamie started down at Alex and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and threw him down onto the chair. "You fucking little shit, just like your mum you got a hell of a mouth on you," he said.
Alex tried to scramble away, but Jamie was too strong. "Fuck off," said Alex.
Jamie finished tying them up; he walked up to Elle and placed a kiss on her lips; Elle pulled her head away, and Jamie laughed and walked out the door, leaving Alex and Elle alone.
Elle tried to wiggle free of the rope that tied her hands up, but it was too tight. "Alex, I want you to stay calm," said Elle as she continued to try and get free.
Alex looked at the look on Elle's face, and it was one of terror. "Mummy, will Dad find us?" he asked, looking for comfort.
Elle stopped and looked over at Alex. "Yeah, he will, don't worry, it'll all be ok," she said in her calm voice.
Back at Ollie's place.
Ollie was pacing around the kitchen while Zack sat at the table. "It's 7 P.M., and your Mum isn't back yet, and she didn't call me; it's strange of her," she said.
Zack looked up and shrugged his shoulders.
Ollie rang Elle's phone, but it just rang out; Ollie placed the phone back down and sat down next to Zack with the piece of paper Elle had given her. "She isn't picking up; I'll call the place where the party is being held," she asked Zack.
He shrugged his shoulders again. "Don't know," he said.
Ollie picked up the phone and dialed the number "Hello, is Elle there?" Ollie asked the woman who answered.
"No, she isn't, she never showed up; I tried to call her, but here phone just rang out," said the woman.
Ollie had a sudden rush of fear run through her body; it wasn't like Elle to be like this. "Ok, thank you," said Ollie before she hung up the phone.
Ollie sat back down at the table and looked over to Zack. "I don't know where she is; maybe she had car trouble or something," said Ollie.
Zack went to bed, and Ollie waited up for Elle to call.
1:00 A.M. in the morning.
Ollie was going out of her mind not knowing were Elle was. So she rang the police, and two detectives came to her house.
Ollie invited them in; because Elle was married to Billie, the detectives were more than happy to come over and try to figure out where she could be; they sat down at the kitchen table.
Ollie was sitting down, drinking a cup of tea. "She left, and she hasn't come home yet her phone just rings out," she told the detective.
The detective looked over at the photo's on Ollie's walls of all the grandchildren. "Would she ever take off, is there anything she could be running from?" the detective asked.
Ollie shook her head as she took a sip from her tea. "No, not at all; she has Alex with her, she and Billie are happy, and there is no way she would do something like this," said Ollie.
The detective nodded and wrote down on his paper. "Where is Billie at the moment?" he asked.
Ollie put her tea down; she looked very frustrated and angry. "He is on tour at the moment," she said.
The detective looked at his watch. "Maybe you should call him and tell him what is going on," he said.
Ollie nodded, and the two detectives stood up.
"Ok, well, we're going to do our best to try and figure out where she is; please give us a call when you speak with Billie," he said.
Ollie got up and followed them out to the door. "Thank you," she said and closed the door behind them.
Back at where Elle and Alex were, it was morning.
Elle noticed the sun streaming through the closed blinds in the room they where in. "Alex, can you reach my mobile?" she asked.
Alex pushed against the rope. "Yeah, I'll try." Alex tried to reach the phone, and he had it in his hands. "Got it," he said as he held the phone in his hands.
Elle sighed. "Ok, turn it off," she said. "Just feel for the top button and hold it down till you hear it beep," she said.
Alex made a what the hell face. "Why?" he asked.
"Because if you get the chance to use it, I want you to ring the police," said Elle; she was still acting calmly.
Alex nodded his head and turned the phone off. "Ok," he said, trying to be brave and not cry.
Right then Jamie burst threw the door; he looked drunk because he was stumbling a little; he walked over and untied Elle and pulled Elle up.
Alex watched in horror at the way he handled Elle. "Where are you taking my mum?" he asked, trying to wiggle free to save her.
Jamie slapped him across the face. "Shut up, you brat," he said.
Jamie marched Elle up the creaky stairs of the house and brought her into a room and threw her down onto the bed in there.
Elle took a deep breath in. "What do you want?" she said a spiteful tone.
Jamie picked up a bottle and took a swig. "Us a family like we were," he said as he threw the bottle on the floor, and it smashed.
Elle jumped a little, but calmed herself down. "I'm married, and I have kids with Billie," she said, trying to reason with him.
Jamie walked up to Elle and grabbed her chin and pulled his face close to hers. "You're nothing but a whore, and you will be with me, Elle," he said.
He pressed his lips hard up against Elle and forced himself onto her.
Elle moved her head. "Get off me, you pig," she screamed as she tried to push him off, seeing as he had undone the rope around her hands.
Jamie laughed and pressed his body up against hers. "Oh come on, a girl like you must love it," he said.
"I hate you," she yelled at him, trying to push him off her, but he was to strong.
Jamie smirked and kissed her again, he took his top and pants off and pushed himself against her. Elle kicked and punched him; Jamie got up off her and slapped his hand across her face.
Elle woke up, her head was pounding, and she could feel pian over every inch off her body; she moved her head and opened her eyes; she was naked, and her hands were tied back up again.
Back at Ollie's
Ollie had made Zack take Izzy outside; she was watching them from the kitchen window while she rang Billie's phone.
"Billie, I need you to come home," she said as she began to cry.
"Why, what's wrong?" Billie said, hearing his mother cry. "What is going on?" he asked.
Ollie pulled her self together. "It's Elle and Alex, they have gone missing," she said but began to cry again.
"What do you mean, Mum? You're freaking me out," said Billie, worrying.
"Billie, just come home please, now; I'll explain it all when you are home," she said.
"Ok, I'll get the next plane home," he said, hearing the urgency in his mother's voice.
Billie hung up the phone and turned to Tre and Mike. "I got to go," said Billie as he rushed over to the exit of the bus.
Mike and Tre looked surprised.
"What?" asked Mike.
Billie grabbed his phone off the bench and started to dial it. "Elle and Alex are missing," he said as he pulled the phone to his ear and walked out of the bus.
Mike and Tre looked at each other and then at the door.
"Billie, hold up, we are coming," yelled Mike as he and Tre ran after him.
Billie and Tre and Mike got on the next plane back home and went straight to Ollie's place.
Billie was walking around the table, holding Izzy in his arms. "Mum, where is she, do have any clue where they are?" Billie asked; he looked terrible.
Ollie shook her head and placed her head in her hands. "No, she left Izzy and Zack with me, and that's the last I saw of her," she said.
Billie placed Izzy back down on the ground and walked over to his mother. "I have to find her; something is wrong, I can feel it," he said, walking over to a chair and sitting down.
Tre looked over at his friend; he looked so worried about Elle and Alex. "Look, we will find her, Bill, don't worry; she'll be back in your arms before you know it," said Tre, patting his friend on the back.
Back at where Alex and Elle were
"So I see we're awake," said Jamie as he walked through the door to the room; Jamie walked over and untied Elle while holding the gun to her. "Put your clothes on, slut," he said.
Elle looked at the silver gun pointing at her head, and she knew something had to be done.
After she put her cloths on, Jamie tied her back up and took her downstairs.
Jamie put her back in her chair and walked over to the door. "I'm going out for awhile, now don't get any ideas," said Jamie as he left the house, locking the door behind him.
Alex looked at his mother; she looked terrible: tears were falling down her cheek, and she had a massive bruise on her face. "Mum, you ok?" he asked.
Elle looked over at Alex. "I'm fine, Alex," she said, not wanting him to know what Jamie had done to her.
Alex sighed. "What did he do?" he asked, looking at the dried blood on his mothers lips.
Elle shook her head. "Nothing, never mind. Can you get free?" asked Elle, trying to take an opportunity to get free.
Alex wiggled his hands. "I think," he said.
Elle nodded. "Come on, Alex, try, please, you have to try," she said.
Alex struggled and struggled until the rope came loose, and he could free his hands; they were red and bruised; he went over to untie Elle.