"Happy Birthday to you," They all yelled and cheered, I was holding back tears as I blew out the candles. My dad pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me, my cheeks were pressed against his chest and I let out a laugh. "Dad, could you let go," My lungs were starting to close in and I was losing my breath.

He let go and pulled away, I looked up at him and smiled brightly. "I can't believe my little girl is finally eighteen," Rolling my eyes, I pushed my bangs to the side. They were starting to annoy me and I was planning to get them cut at the end of the summer. "And I can't believe I'll be moving to LA," He's smile lessened a bit and I furrowed my brows but he just sighed and walked away.

I was about to go after him, when Bryce my boyfriend popped up. He had this lopsided smile that just seemed to take all my worries away. Bryce Matthews was a five foot eight football player with the greatest sense of humor. He was one of the smart people on his team and seemed to be the lucky guy I fell in love with. Bryce and I had been dating since sophomore year, we've gone thought everything a couple could possible go through in highschool and have some how still been together.

I glanced down at the promise ring Bryce had given me on our graduation day, exactly 2 week ago in front of the whole school. "Happy birthday babe," His voice was low and deep, soft and soothing, it was like music to my ears. Pulling me closer by the hip, I placed my arms on his shoulders and my hands found their way into his hair. "I can't wait to move to LA with you, we'll have so much fun," He kept his tone super low so only I could hear.

"Maddie, come check this out," Someone yelled ruining the sweet moment, I turned to face my best friend Angela or Angie. She was a blond geek, whom I found interest in back in the 3rd grade when she punched a guy for picking on her. Although she looked innocent due to her small frame, she was far from that. Letting out a groan, I let go of the cute brunette Infront of me and walked towards the dining table.

Angie was sat there in front of her laptop, her customized glasses placed at the edge of her nose, just how she liked it. Sitting next to her on the large rectangular table, I looked towards her screen and gasped at what I saw. Infront of me were pictures of houses, houses in LA, where we planned to move to once the summer was over.

There was a masive room with a bed placed in the middle, cherry red curtains and a wardrobe made from red wood or painted red. A white rug covered the floor and was decorated with little red hearts. The room was themed red and white, it was a lovely color and I surely hoped Bryce would love it. Beside that picture was a living room, twice as huge as the bed room. This had a more colorful theme, there were a lot of colors and it was stunning to look at. After looking at another house, I excused myself from the room filled with chatting people to get a glass of water.

Grabbing a cup from a cupboard, I filled it with water and drank it all. During the process of refilling the cup, I heard meowing and followed the sound towards the kitchen glass door. It led to the garden and was really one of my favourite parts of the house. I looked down and was met with my cat, Alice scratching on the door. I tried pushing her away but she only Hissed at me and continued, fed up with her act, I opened the door and she rushed out.

I watched her play around for a second before she hoped onto a box, She climbed onto the next and I could see where she was headed. I ran out the house and towards her, possibly a bad idea because it might have frightened her causing her to hop off the fence. I cussed under my breath and went out the garden trying to find her. It was already dark and it was creeping me out walking alone in shorts and a spaghetti top.

Shivering slightly, I called out to her and rolled my bottom lip into my mouth. My eyes were roaming everywhere, hoping to spot Alice but I was getting nothing in response. A few minutes later, I gave up and decided to head back with hope that the cat would return. I quickly hurried home, fear taking over my mind and me thinking of the worse possible things that could happen. Luckily I got there safe and pushed open the little wooden gate for the fence, taking one last glance into the darkness. Still no sign of Alice, I turned around to walk in.

About to step in, I was yanked back and in a matter of seconds I found myself being pressed against the fence, a hand covering my mouth and me staring at the masked face of a stranger. Struggling did no use, for the more I tried the harder and tighter his grip got. Then she/he pulled me forward with one of his hands moving backward, I stared straight into the eyes of the mask. The mask that hid the face of this stranger.

Click.

The sound brought me back to realization, as I felt a cool metal against my skin. The sound of metal against metal echoed as I tried to pull my hands apart. My attacker placed a thumb on my chin and slowly traced it up to my cheek, down to my lips and froze. We stood in the darkness for what felt like hours before he suddenly placed his full hand onto my lips.

Thrown into confusion, I furrowed my eyebrows and noticed the stranger's attention was on something behind me. This was my chance to try an escape, thinking fast I came up with a quick escape plan. Still looking behind me, I pushed my head forward, bring it in contact with their forehead. Letting out a groan and stumbling backwards, I turned around and spotted Bryce.

I wanted to scream but as fast as the hand was gone, it was back and covered with a soft material. Wrapping around my lips as I struggled and pushed but this person was just too strong for me. I felt the soft pull backward, resisting it, I still tried to move forward but it was followed with an even harder pull. I was being pulled towards the darkness and away from my house, my family, but no, I wouldn't accept it. Digging my heels into the ground I froze and so did the person.

The person moved towards me and placed a hand on my shoulder, my back still facing them. All of a sudden, I had no idea what force or pull went through me but I was thrilled because, I slammed my left foot onto the person's and that seemed to do the trick. I pushed forward and ran towards my house, my balance was off due to my hands being held behind me but I kept going.

I spotted a figure moving, the closer I got the clearer it became, It was Bryce. I managed a small smile under the soft material holding my lips together, wanting to be in his embrace and hold him like my life depended on it. Then the ultimate mistake of my life decided to happen, I tripped and fell.

I tried screaming but it came out as muffled nothing, I shook and shook but I just remained on the ground like a turtle turned upside down. Once again I felt the rough hands grip onto me, yank me up and drag me away. I turned to look at Bryce and he was staring right back but he could see me, he couldn't see as I was being taken away from him, away from everyone there.

Feeling my body being lifted off the ground, I was met with pain as I was thrown onto something. My first guess would be a truck, it was pitch black and I could see nothing. Then the sound of an engine was heard and was followed with movement. It kept on shaking lightly until it got a bit rough and I was swishing from side to side, everything was moving and I was getting scared. It shook violently and I shut my eyes waiting for it stop.

Then finally it did, at least I thought so until everything moved and I slammed my head on something hard. I heard ringing, my head was pounding, everything was shaking before I was sucked into the darkness.