Author's Note

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Hey guys! I was too excited, and I updated anyways, but I would still love those votes! This is a pretty long chapter for me, and I hope you like it! Please, vote and comment. And don't worry, the book isn't over yet! I am still writing. I really do love all of you guys for supporting me! And I want to thank you all, for getting me 312 reads! It may not seem like a lot, but to me, it is! Thank you so much.

Annia's P.O.V.

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"My name is Annia Anderson, I'm 17, my birthday is July 19, 1996, and you can see my appearance, duh." I told the police. They gave me a disapproving look for that last part, but who cares. I've been gone for 2 months, and Brandon is waiting right outside the door. I am getting kinda antsy to see him.

Finally, the police man spoke, "Ok, you are free to go." I was out of there before they even new what was happening. I ran into Brandon's arms. It felt so right to be there. It was so natural. We stood like that for about 5 minutes, and then the tears came. First I felt them in my hair, and I knew Brandon was crying. I looked up to him, and because of his expression, I could feel the pain he was in. That's when the waterworks came. I was leaving tear stains on his shirt. I felt bad, but also, I couldn't believe it. We had been separated for so long, and now we were finally together. I'm so glad, that he will never have to move on.

Brandon's P.O.V.

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The day I was reunited with Annia was the best day of my life. I couldn't believe she was in my arms. I don't know how she felt, but it felt perfect when she was in my arms. I tried to be strong for her, but I couldn't. I cried. I cried because we had been separated for so long. I wish I wasn't such a pessimist. When she looked up at me, I closed my eyes, and tried to put a blank expression on my face. It didn't work. I wanted so bad to be strong for her. It was even worse when I felt her tears fall on my shirt, that made me cry even harder. I hope she was crying out of joy, not sadness, like I was. I love Annia so much. I couldn't wait for us to do us bunch of fun things together.

Jacob's P.O.V.

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My little girl is back. She is really and truly back. I couldn't believe it. I was able to see her before my wife. Annia was always a daddy's girl. She has always been my little girl. Except now she isn't so little. In a few weeks time, she will be 18. I'm so proud of my little girl. She has been so strong throughout all of this. When I first saw her, she ran into my arms and started crying. I sat there with her in my arms, rubbing her back until she stopped crying. When she was done, I asked her what made her cry.

"He whipped me Dad, he whipped me. It hurt so bad. I can still feel the pain. He was whipping me when the police came and captured him. And after that, before he surrendered to the police, he told me that he would come back to get me, and he would whip me even more. I'm so scared."

He whipped her. He really, honestly, and truly whipped her. I wasn't going to believe it until I saw it. "Can I see the sores?" I asked timidly. She bent over and pulled up her shirt. There wasn't one place where she didn't have a scar.

"I'm sorry for unloading all of this on you, but I didn't want to go see Mom when I was like this. It would break her heart, and then she would start crying, and then I would start crying even harder." she said. So that was why she wanted to see us separate.

"It is perfectly alright. Why don't you go see your Mom, she has been hurting the most out of all of us." I replied, knowing Carolina would want to see her.

Carolina's P.O.V.

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My baby, she was home. I was so grateful for the police finding her. I was so grateful for her being reunited with us. I was just so grateful in general. I felt like my life could never go wrong again. My baby girl was safe in my arms. It was her birthday in a few weeks, and I had a special surprise for her. When she walked in the room, she couldn't have looked more beautiful. She looked like a little angel. I ran to her, and swept her up in my arms.

"Annia, oh Annia. I've missed you. Did he hurt you?" I frantically asked. She was so calm. I don't know how. She replied,

"Yes, he did, but I am better now."

What?! What did he do to my little angel?!?! "What did he do to you?!?!?!" I said in complete anger. She looked at me with sad eyes, silently telling me that she wouldn't tell me until I had calmed down. I had to know what the jerk did to her, so I made it look like I was calmed down.

"Ok, now that you are calm, I will tell you. Let's start with how he scarred me mentally. He took me away from my family. He made me stay away from Brandon, so, he took me away from everybody that loves me. And the reason he kidnapped us, was the worst. He kidnapped us to replace his old girlfriend. It turns out that I was his favorite. Actually, I honestly believe that dinner was the worst. He would just stare at me. He wouldn't even eat." she said, shuddering from the memory.

She then said "And with the physically, he did this." She bent over, and lifted up her shirt. I could see the big scars on her back, but the big red welts that looked new. I gasped. Had he whipped her? Oh no, I was feeling faint. I couldn't believe he would do this to my little girl. She straightened out, and looked at me. What she said would scar me for life.

"And the worst thing, is he said he would escape from jail, and come find me again. Me and his other favorite." That is when I blacked out.

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