Xavier's POV:

I woke up after a very uncomfortable sleep while her face, her smile, her goddamn innocent eyes kept flashing in my dreams, suffocating me.

The weight on my chest only grew with every passing second and Eric's words did not help one bit.

Running my hand down my face I heard something click against the floor and I looked down just to find her bracelet. Where did this come from?

Picking it up the only thing that flashed before my eyes was the pure happiness in her smile when she got this bracelet.

Then I remembered that I fell asleep with this in my hands because I couldn't feel at peace knowing I couldn't hold her in my arms. That I couldn't hear her soft breathing.

Swallowing my feelings I placed the bracelet in the drawer and walked into the bathroom and hopped under the shower. Letting the cold water somewhat calm my tensed muscles.

Getting done I walked out and into the closet to get changed when my eyes fell on one of her shirts lying on the floor. My hands moved on their own and picked it up.

Bringing it close to my face I took in a deep breath. It still smells like her.

I kicked her out of my life but how do I kick out the feelings I have for her..?

Getting frustrated I put down her shirt and got changed, ignoring the begging of my heart.

Walking back into my room I picked up my suitcase that had documents I brought from Italy. If I busy myself enough I won't think about her.

Taking a seat on the couch I opened it and pulled out the files I needed when Claire's cell phone fell on the floor catching my attention. She didn't take it with her?

Clenching my jaw I reached for it and picked it up. Giving in to the urge of going through it I turned it on.

My chest tightened when I saw her lock screen was the Teddy bear I got her.

Swiping up the screen it unlocked. Letting curiosity get the best of me I clicked on her contacts. My brows drew together when I saw the last texts were sent from an unknown number.

But before I could click on it the phone died. Fucking great.

Getting up I put the phone on the charger and walked out of my room and towards my office.

Dropping down on my chair I let out a deep sigh and buried myself in work.

Hours passed by and I did all I could to keep myself occupied, to stray my mind from her thoughts but somehow ended up having the same thoughts of her and her enchanting eyes looking into mine, making me miss the feeling of having my arms wrapped around her fragile body. I fucking need a drink.

Pushing off my chair I walked out of the office and down the stairs just to find Oliver already seated in the lounge.

"Morning man" he hollered noticing my presence and I gave him a subtle nod before pouring myself a drink.

"Want one?" I asked, offering him a glass to which he nodded.

Pouring him a glass as well I walked over to him and handed him his glass before taking a seat on the couch.

"Have you heard from Derek?" I asked and he broke into a fit of coughs.

"No, I haven't. Why?" He rasped and I looked at him unsure.

"It's just unusual of him to be gone for this long without informing me" I muttered and he let out a shaky breath.

"Yeah I haven't heard from him either man, I'll let you know if I do" he mumbled, not really looking into my eyes. Does he really think I believed that?

"You better" I muttered before gulping down the drink in one go and got up.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"What's up with you? Since when do you ask where and when I go?" I inquired and he visibly gulped., getting up as well.

"Just asking. Anyways I'm going home to Chloe. Let me know if you need me" he said and practically rushed out of the house and my suspicion only grew. I knew Derek was up to something, but why is Oliver being all weird?

Going up the stairs and into my room, I picked up my keys and was about to leave when I heard a ding of a phone.

Looking over the side table I saw Claire's phone light up indicating that it was now fully charged.

Walking over to it I picked it up and swiped it open, going straight into the contacts.

Clicking on the last text my blood began to boil when I realized it was Evan texting her.

'The plan better be in action sweetheart'

I was about to throw the fucking phone away after reading his text when my finger scrolled the screed down, revealing just the end of a picture.

Taking in a deep breath I scrolled up and clicked on the picture.

What the fuck?

I knew who it was, I saw her in every picture I found of Claire when I ran the background check on her. It was her best friend, tied up, clothes torn apart, bruised, and bloody.

He was threatening her...?

My blood ran cold and I dropped to the edge of my bed placing my hand over my head. She...she didn't betray me..?

The realization hit me like a fucking train and I immediately shoot up on my feet practically running out of the house and into my car.

Pulling my phone out I activated the tracker in Derek's car and it showed me the exact location he was at. Fucking knew it.

Stepping onto the race I rushed through the roads and reached Derek's car in a matter of a few minutes.

Getting out of the car I rushed into the building and straight towards the elevator.

"You can't go there!" The security guard hollered after me to which I pulled my gun out and shot him right in between his eyes and his lifeless body dropped onto the floor.

Walking into the elevator I waited impatiently as it took fucking ages to reach his floor.

As the elevator dinged open I rushed out and zoomed towards his office, busting his door open to which Derek reached for his gun, alarmed. And Eric looked at me with pure shock.

"Where is she?" I grumbled stomping into his office and he held a look of pure confusion.

"What-?" He began but I cut him off by grabbing him by his throat and slamming him against the wall before laying a hard punch across his already bruised face.

"Where. Is. She?" I roared and he struggled to get out of my grip before Derek pulled me off him.

"Xavier you're gonna fucking kill him!" Derek pushed me back and I pulled out my gun pointing it at him while he wiped his bloody mouth.

"I swear to fucking god if you don't start speaking now, you won't ever will" I warned pulling the safety off my gun.

"Evan has her" he rasped.

"It was all your doing, wasn't it?" I gritted out and he let out a dry chuckle.

"Was it? Was it me who kicked her out in the middle of a fucking night?" He roared back and for the first time in my life, my hands went cold, realizing what I did.

"I might have sent him to her but I was oblivious to his intentions. But you? Did you even try to find the truth before kicking her out, literally fucking handing her to him?" He continued and my hand lowered. His words were like a punch to my lungs as my chest tightened with guilt and regret.

She begged me to let her explain, and she sobbed but I was too deaf by my anger to listen to her cries. I kicked her out while she was sick.

"But we can get her back" Derek spoke grabbing my attention and I looked over at him.

"We have his location, we can get her back Xavier" he reassured me with hope and my grip on the gun tightened. I will bring her back.

"We will, and we leave now, give me the location" I grumbled and was about to leave when Eric spoke.

"I don't think you should go" he sounded hesitant and I turned back to look at him.

"And why the fuck not?"

"All of this is my father's doing, just to lure you to him. We might actually be walking into an ambush right now, and if you go there he will get what he wanted. I didn't think you cared for her but now I think you do and he knows it" he explained and my blood boiled.

"I am going to bring her back even if I have to slaughter him and his entire mafia with my bare fucking hands" I gritted out, leaving no room for discussion, and walked out.

I know who Evan really is, and I sure as hell know what he's capable of. And the fact that Claire's been with him for over a week is already killing me inside.

Ambush or not, I'm going there and I'm bringing my angel back. Please hold on angel, I'm coming.

Getting into my car my phone beeped as Derek sent me the location.

Rushing the car on the road with Derek's car following mine we drove to the location. For the first time in my fucking life I was scared. Scared for her. I just hope I'm not too late.

Grabbing my phone I dialed Allaric and he soon picked up.

"I'm sending you a location, bring some men over. With weapons" I ordered.

"Yes Don" he said before I cut the line dead and stepped on the race.

After driving for 20 minutes we finally reached an abandoned building.

Getting out I pulled my emergency gun from under my seat and took the safety off.

"Shouldn't we wait for Allaric to come?" Derek asked pulling out his own gun.

"I'm going in now" I muttered.

"My men will be here in no time, we should go in and if it is an ambush we can hold our own until they come" Eric spoke and I gave him a subtle nod before walking into the building, keeping my eyes peeled for any threat, for anyone, for her.

But to my disappointment it was quiet.

"It's too fucking quiet" Derek whispered, speaking my thoughts.

"Fuck!" Eric cursed and we both looked in his direction.

"What?" I asked, creasing my forehead.

"He's not here" he sighed and my frown deepened.

"The fuck you mean he's not here?" I grumbled and he ran his hand through his hair, frustrated.

"He knew we would come for him and he fucking left, this place is fucking empty" he muttered.

"Look around, we either find her or something that will lead us to her" I ordered to which Derek agreed and walked in the opposite direction to Eric.

Walking into an empty, dark hallway my feet froze when I saw a red light peeking out one of the creaked-open doors.

Holding my gun up I walked towards the room and bust the door open, ready to shoot anyone in sight but the room was empty.

But just before I would leave the room my eyes landed on something on the floor. Walking forward I bent down and picked up the cloth just to realize it was Claire's dress, the dress she was wearing when I fucking kicked her out.

My heart stopped when I saw the blood stains all over the dress and soon my eyes fell on the pool of almost dried blood on the floor. She was here, she's hurt...

"Did you find anything?" Derek's voice came as he walked and stood beside me.

"She was here" I mumbled gripping tightly onto her dress.

"Fuck" He cursed under his breath looking over all the blood.

"We need to find her Derek, we need to fucking find her fast" I rushed out, a strong feeling of panic taking over me. She's hurt!

Just then we heard a faint sound of cries coming from the other side of the wall.

Derek heard it too as we rushed out of the room and followed the sound of cries that lead us to a locked door. Please be there angel..please.

Shooting down the lock we rushed into the room just to find Claire's friend, tied up to a chair.

Panic flooded her eyes and she began struggling and her cries got louder.

"Fuck Skyler it's me, it's me!" Derek rushed towards her and held her face in his hands and a look of realization overtook her eyes but her cries got louder while he rushed to untie her.

Eric rushed into the room and looked around, searching the room.

"We need to get her out of here!" Derek spoke with urgency as he covered her bruised body with his shirt and picked her unconscious body in his arms.

Soon after I heard a bunch of footsteps rushing around as I walked out just to find Allaric and my men.

"Comb this place inch by inch, bring me anything you find useful here" I ordered him and walked out of the building, with her torn, bloody dress still in my hands, feeling completely lost. I was too late.

Where are you, angel..?

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End of chapter lovelies!
I wasn't supposed to post today but I love you guys so much that I had to ❤