1 month later

Jack's POV

I am freaking out. I haven't found the twins yet and as more time passes their chances of survival are decreasing.

In in my computer trying to track down Ellie's phone. I can't call the police cause their kidnapper threatened to kill the twins if I did.

A few minutes later Carolinda walks into the room.

"What are you doing?" she asked me.

"In trying to track down Ellie's phone to see if I can get a location" I said.

"Ugh the twins. Its always them" she said. Ok that just made me mad.

"Watch what you're saying. They are my kids and if course I'm gonna be worried that I haven't seen them in a month and someone has them!" I said raising my voice.

"Jack don't you think we are better of without them? I mean they don't matter anyways and they aren't even mine" Ok that's it!

"What is wrong with you? How could you say that!?"

"Because it's true" she said.

"You know what Carolinda? Its been a while since your attitude has been like this. Maybe we weren't meant to be" I said.

"Yeah maybe we aren't. Im gonna pack my bags. Expect a letter requesting a divorce" she said laughing and going to the room to pack.

"Oh I'll be waiting impatiently for it!" I yelled as she went up the stairs.

I don't know what got into her but I guess she changed over time. She seemed very fond of the twins and now she treats them like dirt since they have disappeared.

I guess it was all an act. And if Im honest with myself my feelings for her have faded over time. Sometimes I really miss Ellie.

Right now my focus is the twins. As I get back to my computer Carolinda comes downstairs with her suitcase and goes to the door without glancing at me.

Before she opens the door Ashley comes in.

"Hey any news on them?" she asked.

Carolinda just went passed her and closed the door behind her.

"Yikes. What got into her? Is it that time of month again?" she asked.

I laughed softly.

"No it's not that" I told her.

"Then what is it?" she asked.

"Sit down" I said patting the chair next to me.

Elliott's POV

I feel so weak. Ellie and I have barely eaten anything this past month. Im pretty sure we are under weight.

We have scars and bruises from when the kidnapper would throw stuff at us just for fun. Freaking sadist!

Right now El and I are still in the dark room. There's a bed and we aren't tied to each other  back to back anymore. The only thing connecting us is a chain on my left foot and Ellie's right foot.

We have been trying to escape by trying to make a hole in the walls of what looks like a closet.

"Do you really think dad will come? Its been a month" El said jabbing an old nail into the wall

"Well maybe Blake threatened dad about calling the cops or something. But don't worry I'm sure he's doing the best he can" I said taking her hand.

Suddenly we hear footsteps. We go to the bed and sit down pretending to just be talking.

"Good y'all are awake" Blake said.

We've been awake I thought. I could tell Ellie did to cause we looked at each other and smiled lightly.

"Here's your food" he said throwing us a paper plate.

It gets on my nerves when he does this. But then again we haven't eaten in 2 days. We normally try to save bits and pieces of the crumbs he gives us.

What were his leftovers this time?

Ellie picked up the plate.

She turned around and showed me what he gave us.

"Its a half eaten slice of pizza" she said. This is surprising. He never gave us something this big. Last time it was a tiny piece of bread. She smelled it and gagged a little.

"And it's expired" I knew there was a catch.

"Well something is better than nothing" I said.

She shrugged her shoulders and cut the slice in half.

Great now our vomit will smell been worse. You heard right vomit.

Our hands are very filthy and the food we get is thrown on the floor. So we sometimes throw it up. There's a space in the tiny tiny bathroom we reserved for when we puked.

After we ate we just went right to bed and decided to work on the hole later.

Ellie's POV

I feel sick now. I guess its time to throw up the pizza.

I feel so pale and weak. Its horror here. The only upside is having my brother with me, though he suffers to.

As I get up to go to the bathroom the room suddenly looks different.

Its colorful, there's furniture, there's windows. Its the opposite of what we have lived in for the past month.

I must be dreaming.

"Elliott. Elliott wake up" I whispered shaking him a little.

"What's wrong Ellie?" he said sitting up.

"Do you see what I see or am I turning into a crazy person over the loss of food?" I said.

Once he opened his eyes they went wide.

"I think I'm turning crazy" he said.

"Why? Elliott what do you see?" I asked him.

"Since when did the room have furniture?" he asked.

"Ok good. You see it to" I said getting up. Obviously because of the stupid chain he had to get up with me.

"What the heck happened to the room?" I said.

"I'm asking myself the same thing sis" he said.

We heard footsteps and we looked at each other.

As quickly as we could we got back to the bed.

When the door opened we immediately closed our eyes.

I waited for something to be thrown at me but instead I felt a kiss on tip of my head.

I opened my eyes and saw a young woman with long blonde locks dressed in white.

She went around the bed and kissed Elliott and he opened his eyes a little to. He was confused as well as I was.

Just as she was gonna leave I sat up.

"Excuse me, who are you?" I asked.

Elliott sat up to.

"You guys don't recognize me. I passed away when y'all were about a month old" she said. She came up to me and for some reason I didn't feel scared. I felt comfortable and safe. While looking down she started stroking my hair.

She turned around and when I saw her face I gasped and Elliott did to.

I was crying now as I saw the woman my dad had fallen in love with.

"Mom?" I said in tears. I stood up dragging Elliott with me a little and gave her the tightest hug. I have waited 13 years for this moment. Me in my mothers arms.

Elliott's POV

"Mom?" Ellie asked crying.

I was crying now to.

She went up to her and hugged her so tightly. I went slowly and she extended her arm to me. I just hugged her with Ellie to.

"Hey mom" I said.

"My babies y'all are so big. Elliott you have your fathers face and my eyes. And Ellie your like a reincarnation of me" mom said.

"We get told that a lot. Shut it. Stop. Quit it!" Ellie and I said.

Mom just laughed.

"Here I actually came here to help you" she said.

"How?" I asked.

"Look. That man wants revenge on your father and I'm assuming you know why" she said.

We nodded.

"Ok so what he wants to do is meet him here and kill him right in front you. Your dad has been trying to track down Ellie's phone for the past month to get a location. You guys need to get out of here before your father comes" mom said.

"Ok but how we aren't getting anywhere with that hole in the closet" Ellie pointed out.

"Here" she turned around and gave us both a hammer.

"Whenever Blake is asleep hit the wall as hard as you can with these. He's a really heavy sleeper" mom said.

"Well I'm afraid I have to go now"

Ellie's POV

"Well I'm afraid I have to go now" mom said.

"What?" Elliott asked.

"No" I said.

"Don't worry my babies we will see each other again" she said.

"Promise?" we both asked.

"Promise" she said.

We gave her one last hug.

As soon as she walked out the door I woke up.

Elliott sat up to. We looked at each other and noticed the hammers in our hands. We smiled.

Thanks mom.