Page 4 of Quiet Confessions: Part Two

The moment Nate hangs up, I call my dad. He doesn’t answer, so I try Patience’s grandfather next.

He’s been acting shifty as fuck, and if Patience is missing in the middle of the night, I know he’s the culprit.

“Kian, what is the meaning of this? Do you know what time it is?” Richard James barks and I have to laugh. There is a lot of noise on his side of the phone. Seems he’s at a party or something.

“Yes, well, I thought it was pertinent that we chatted. You wouldn’t happen to know where your granddaughter is, would you?”

“Excuse me? She should be at home, asleep. She has classes in the morning.” I roll my eyes and stand from the couch. Mouse is rubbing against my ankles, calming me, but I’m still raging.

Even after all this time, the lies and little errands he’s made me do for him, he still tried to fuck me over. I have been doing everything I could in my power to keep my girl safe.

“She’s missing, and if you don’t know where she is, I have a feeling your little partner does.” I end the call before I piss him off any further. He will call me back. He always has to have the last word.

Walking into my kitchen, I grab a bottle of tequila and pop the top. Today was a fucked up day, and I have a feeling that I won’t be getting any sleep tonight either. I move over to the tall windows and stare at the dark city.

“Where are you, Baby Girl,” I mumble, then groan when someone starts pounding on my door. Mouse bolts under the coffee table as I make my way to answer the idiots.

“Have you heard anything?” Nate says the moment I let him in. Cal looks distraught and my heart aches for him.

“No, nothing, but I called Richard.” Cal moves over to the couch and plops down with a huff. Mouse pops her head out from under the table and then slowly jumps onto his lap. She begins to purr as he pets her, and I roll my eyes.

“I have a bad fucking feeling, Ki, and I think my dad may be the reason. It’s fuzzy, but I remember him bringing me something to eat and wanting to have a chat about Silvia. Next thing I know, Cal is waking me up…” he trails off before groaning. “I think he might have fucking drugged me, but that's crazy, right?”

He looks me square in the eye and I sigh. Maybe it’s time that I tell the guys what their dad is really like. I know Cal has some clue, since Nixen has begun to train him for the ‘family business’.

“It’s not that crazy, actually. Your dad has always had a penchant for sedatives,” I mumble, then walk over to the fridge and grab some beers and a piece of sliced cheese. I am not going to deal with drunk fucking teenagers.

I set everything on the table, and Cal looks up at me. His hazel eyes are red-rimmed and he looks miserable. “Did my dad kidnap Rooke?” he asks, and I honestly don’t know, but I have a feeling he did.

“I’m not sure, but I think I know someone that might. But right now we need to find Patience. There are things that you guys still don’t know, and if your dad did something to her, then he may have just started a war.”

My phone chooses to cut off their reply by ringing and I immediately answer. “I don’t like being cut off, Kian,” Richard growls and I huff. “That said, you were right. Patience can’t be tracked at the moment. I don’t know where she is.”

Cal stands and starts to pace as Nate grabs the bottle of tequila and takes a swig. I should yell at him for not using a glass, but tension is high right now.

“What do you mean you can’t find her?” I growl into the phone, but don’t listen to his response. For someone who swears he cares about his granddaughter, he’s not acting concerned. I can’t handle his lack of urgency right now.

“Just find her!” I shout, then hang up. I don’t care if he’s going to be coming after my head for it. Patience is worth it. Cal punches the counter next to me and he’s visibly shaking.

Nate is sitting on the floor with the bottle and he’s on his way to passing out. We’re a fucking mess, and I don’t even care. Mouse comes up to offer comfort and I want to cry. But I won’t.

“Make that call,” Cal grunts, and I nod. I really didn’t want to do this, but we both know there’s no other choice. Searching through my contacts, my finger hovers. This could fuck up so many lives, but when it comes to my girl, I’ll do anything.

I pace while I wait for him to pick up. “You shouldn’t be calling me, Kian,” he answers and I grumble.

“Dragon, we need your help.”

PATIENCE

“Rooke,” I whisper, ignoring the people who keep shushing me. Ugh, my stomach hurts and I am so fucking confused.

“Pay,” he croaks, and I start to cry. I don’t know where I am, or what the fuck is going on, but he’s here. This whole time I thought he was back at home with his dad. I am the worst girlfriend in the world.

“Shhh, baby, please don’t cry,” he continues and I hiccup. Chains rattle and I know he’s trying to reach me, but I’m too far away. “Patience, you need to calm down, okay? Trust me, you do not want those people to come back,” he tries to get his point across to me, but I just don’t care.

How could someone do this to us? I wipe the tears from my eyes and look around, but it’s dark. There is a light by the stairs, but it doesn’t help much. “What is going on, Rooke?” I attempt to whisper, but it’s loud in the silent space.

“It’s hard to explain, baby, but I’ll try if you can just stop crying for me, okay?” I nod, though it’s pointless, then try and sit up. I’m naked and freezing. I’m also really sore. The men that dragged me down here were rough.

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