Finn's POV

I turn the keys in the ignition and rip them out. Pushing open the driver's side door, I shove my keys into my back pocket and run towards the front door.

"Zara!" I yell, banging on the door with both of my fists.

My heart was beating in my ears, adrenaline coursing through my veins. Lucy ran up beside me, watching between me and the door, waiting for it to reveal the answer to the only question running through our heads.

Did he get her yet?

After what felt like an eternity, the door finally swung open to reveal Mr Thomas in his pajamas, a not happy expression on his face.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? It's six o'clock in the morning!" He yelled, but I ignored him.

I ran past him, running through the living room until I reached the stairs. Almost tripping over my own shoe multiple times, I finally make it to Zara's bedroom. My nightmare suddenly becomes reality when I see Zara's bed, empty, unmade, and the lamp switched on.

"Shit!" I instinctively yell as Lucy appears next to me, looking around the room.

She pushes past me and opens the closet door, looking around.

"I don't appreciate you barging into my house-" I heard Mr Thomas yell as he walked past me into Zara's room.

He stopped talking, though, when he saw she wasn't in here.

"Where the hell is my daughter?" He asked and I notice him turn his head towards me.

"I-I don't know." I tell him, staring at her bed as if it would tell me where she is.

"We think our uncle took her." Lucy said, retrieving her head from the closet.

She was sitting on her knees, her head turned towards us.

He blinked. "W-What? Why would he want her? Who are you?" He rambled.

"That's my little sister, Lucy, and we have no idea." I tell him.

"Hello hello!" A voice yells from downstairs, soon following the sound of the front door closing.

Mr Thomas quickly turns around and trots down the stairs. I turn to look at Lucy and I shrug my shoulders when I see her furrowed eyebrows.

Standing by the front door was a woman. She looked like she was in her late 20's with short brown hair that swung with the motion of her head. She was wearing a grey pantsuit and was holding a Dunkin' Donuts box in her hands.

Standing next to her was little girl whose facial features looked similar to the woman's, only if she was twenty years younger. The little girl looked five or six with dirty blonde hair that went all the way down to her mid waist.

"Delilah and I brought donuts." She cheered, walking over to the kitchen, the little girl following close behind.

She set the box on the kitchen table and turned towards us with a big smile.

"Who's this?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"I'm Finn, and this is my little sister, Lucy. I'm a friend of Zara's." I tell her, gesturing towards my sister, who was standing at the end of the staircase.

"Oh, do you know Natalia then, too? She's my sister's daughter."

I can kind of see the resemblance.

"Megan, this is not a good time." Mr Thomas tells her, walking over the the kitchen counter.

"What? Why?" She asks, her smile soon falling.

She lifted the little girl, who I presume is Delilah, and sat her on one of the kitchen chairs and handed her a donut.

"Zara is missing." Mr Thomas answers, grabbing something from the kitchen counter.

The woman's, who is probably called Megan, eyes widen and her jaw drops. I could see the color leave her face.

"W-What do you mean?" She stutters as Mr Thomas speed walks back into the living room, clicking buttons on what I now can tell is a phone.

"I don't know! Finn comes running in here looking for her and then Lucy tells me it was their uncle." Mr Thomas puts the phone to his ear. "Hello? I'd like to report a missing child."

"What's going on?" A timid voice asked, making us all turn our heads towards the stairs.

Mrs Thomas stood in the middle of the staircase, looking down at us with furrowed eyebrows. She was wearing her pajamas and her eyes still looked heavy with sleep.

"Good morning, sweetheart." Megan broke the silence, plastering a fake smile on her face. "Come, let me make you tea."

Lucy stepped aside as Megan walked over, taking Mrs Thomas's hand and leading her to the kitchen table. She pulled out a chair next to Delilah and Mrs Thomas sat down, grabbing a doughnut from the box as Megan walked over to the counter. Delilah had only eaten the frosting on her doughnut, but it was all over her face instead of her mouth.

"Zara Thomas, 16 years old, about 5'4 with shoulder length brown hair-" Mr Thomas spoke into the phone, running his hands through his hair.

"What is he talking about?" Mrs Thomas asks as Megan places a cup on the table in front of her. I could see the steam floating from it.

Lucy walked over to me, sitting down on the couch next to me. She fiddled with her hands. She seemed uncomfortable, but at least he wasn't on her phone.

"Uh, honey." Megan started, sitting down on the chair on the other side of Mrs Thomas. "When I tell you this, you need to promise me you'll remain as calm as possible. Freaking out is not good for the baby." She spoke, reaching her hand out to rub her bump gently.

"Megan, tell me what's going on." Mrs Thomas pushes, but even from where I was standing, I could see her eyes were full of pure fear.

"Zara is missing. We think Finn and Lucy's uncle took her." Megan's voice shook as she grabbed Mrs Thomas's hand in hers.

"Wha-" Mrs Thomas breathed. "Who? What?" She started to rambled, rubbing her hands over her face.

"Uh, I don't know. We saw her around eleven last night when she went to bed. We woke up this morning as she was gone. Her friend says he thinks his uncle kidnapped her sometime last night." Mr Thomas spoke into the phone.

"Why would uncle Kyle do this?" Lucy asked, looking up at me.

Suddenly, the entire room fell into a thick silence. I was going to answer her with an 'I don't know' but the quick change in mood made me uneasy.

"What did you say?" Mr Thomas spoke first, his eyes hard as he watched me for an answer.

"She was just asking why our uncle would do this. He only met her once when she came over to work on a project."

"No no, what is your uncle's name?" Megan chimed in, standing up from the kitchen table.

"Kyle Walker." I answered her.

Megan ran her hands through her hair as both Mr and Mrs Thomas's eyes widened and jaws dropped.

Okay, weird.

"Oh my god, oh my god..." Mrs Thomas started to stutter, her eyes falling down to the table in front of her.

"Uh, yeah I'm still here." Mr Thomas spoke into the phone again. "Kyle Walker, it turns out we do know him personally."

Lucy and I exchange glances. "How do you know our uncle?"

"He and I went out in high school for a while." Mrs Thomas answered me, making me raise my eyebrows.

I didn't see that coming.

"Why would he go after Zara?" Mrs Thomas asked to no one in particular.

"Oh god, this is all my fault." Megan spoke up, covering her face with her hands.

"What do you mean?" Mr Thomas questioned, moving the phone from his ear slightly.

"Uh, do you guys remember the winter formal sophomore year?"

"Of course." Mr and Mrs Thomas exchange knowing glances.

"Well, there is something I never told you guys about that night."

Megan's Flashback

Suddenly, we hear another groan from Kyle and look over to find him standing up. He wiped his nose and his hand was covered with blood.

"You'll regret that, someday. Bella and I belong together." He said his voice steady, lacing with pure anger. His posture was rigid, his hands clenched into tight fists.

"Get the hell out of here!" James screamed out of nowhere. Kyle was motionless for a second before he stumbled his way out of the locker room, walking right past me.

"Can someone explain to me why Kyle's face is beat in and James's hand is bloody?" I asked, placing my hand on my hips.

"Kyle, he was going to..." Bella trailed off, a tear running down her cheek.

She didn't need to say anymore, I knew exactly what she was going to say.

"I'm going to kill him." Is all I said before walking out of the locker room.

I saw Kyle's back disappear into the sea of people in the gym, music booming in my ears. I pushed myself through the crowd, ignoring the guys asking me to dance. Once I'm finally free from the crowd, I push the handle on the gymnasium doors to reveal the hallway. At the very end of the hallway I see Kyle walking towards the doors. My heels made a clicking sound with every step I took closer to him.

"Hey, you!" I yell, but he didn't turn around. "You better turn the fuck around you piece of shit."

He froze in place unexpectedly and I almost fell backwards when I forced myself to stop. He turned around slowly and I felt my heart start beating with adrenaline. He looked at me in a way I've never seen anyone look before. His eyes seemed empty with no emotions. It felt like he was looking straight through me.

"You're fucking disgusting, trying to take advantage of Bella." I spit, balling my hands into fists.

"Take advantage?" He repeated, a sick smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "I was just trying to have a good time with my girlfriend before that fucking bastard stepped in and punched me."

Is he for real?

"She's not your girlfriend anymore, asshole."

He shook his head slowly. "Bella and I are meant to be together, but he and that stupid baby got between us. He ruined everything!" He screamed the last sentence and I jumped back.

"You're delusional-"

"You need to shut the fuck up before I break your face!" He yelled, his face starting to turn red. The veins in his neck were starting to pop out. "I will have Bella for myself. All I need to do is get that stupid baby and that fucking prick out of the way."

He was breathing heavily, his eyes wild but empty at the same time. And then, he started to laugh. Not a humorous laugh, but an evil laugh that sent chills down my spine.

He started to walk towards me, but it seemed like I was frozen in place. I couldn't move if I tried.

"If you ever tell anyone about this little run in, that baby will be dead before you even see it's face." I heard him whisper in my ear over the pounding of my heart.

He smirked once again, his eyes wide as he started at me. He then turned around and walked out of the school.

Finn's POV

Whoa.

"And you didn't think to tell us about this?" Mr Thomas yelled, covering the bottom of the phone with his hand.

"Oh my god..." Mrs Thomas mumbled, positioning her elbows on the table to hold up her head.

"I-I'm sorry, I was scared he would hurt Bella and the baby. I should have told you but after a while nothing happened, I figured he was bluffing and there was no point in freaking you guys out."

Before anyone could say anything else, the landline started to ring.

Everyone became silent as all eyes landed on the little black machine sitting on the side table next to the couch. Megan was the only one who moved as she walked towards it. She clicked a button and the ringing stopped.

"Bella, James. It's nice to reconnect, isn't it?" My uncle's voice spoke through the machine.

"You piece of shit, what did you do with our daughter?" Mr Thomas's voice boomed as he stomped over to the machine.

The machine countered with a laugh. "James, still the overprotective bastard from high school, I see."

"Kyle, still the sick son of a bitch from high school, I see." Megan stepped in.

"Megan, what a lousy surprise. Isn't there a custody battle with your baby daddy you should be in right now? The court is waiting."

"Bite me." She snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.

"What do you want with my daughter?" Mr Thomas asked, his eyes trained hard on the machine.

"Oh, I want nothing with your daughter. It's her mother that I want."

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A.N~

Extra long chapter for you guys. <3

So, I officially turned 16 today (February 12th) WHOOP WHOOP

I watched 16 Wishes (the Disney movie from 2010), it was great.

I was going to vlog today, but they ended up making it a snow day so I just stayed home.

I might vlog tomorrow, though.

Chapter 41 is written and published. Hope you all enjoyed! <3

Questions:

-What do you think will happen next?

-When is your birthday?