Love Me

Mackenzie's POV
Usually when you're kidnapped and raped you feel like nothing. But in my case, I feel like pure shit. I'm sore, I've got cuts and bruises everywhere. If Harry saw me, he'd beat the guy who did this to me and then yell at me. But right now I could care less, I just wanted him to come rescue me.
I have no idea how long I've been trapped in this cold, dirty basement. I don't even know what day it is. Those are the least of my worries right now. I'm just focused on getting out of this hell hole.
I was tied down to a chair, and my legs were ductaped together. And when I moved my hands, it hurt like hell because the ropes would dig deeper into my flesh. I tried rocking the chair, and that only resulted in the chair breaking and me falling, and breaking my butt. I looked around and noticed a window. Just as I tried to get back up,
the basement door burst open.
"Where do you think your going missy?". He smirked taking off his belt. I whimpered trying to scoot back as far as possible. "No please!". I sobbed. "Trying to get me to stop isn't gonna help Mackenzie". He said coming closer.
I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion, how did he know my name?
As if he read my mind. "I've been watching you since you moved here". He titled my chin up, and I finched away.
"Tsk, tsk poor girl, you think Harry is going to come rescue you, don't you?". My blood started to boil. "He will come he always rescues me". I spit at him.
"Bad decision". He whispered before carelessly hitting me with his leather belt. I was fare skinned, so I knew I would look like a plum. I bruise very easily.
After the torture was over, he left me to rot in the basement.
I would die here, this was gonna be my grave. No one would notice my disappearance. Its not like anyone cared.I should've listened to Harry.
Meanwhile......

Harry's POV
Its been a month since I've last seen Mackenzie. That night where we fought is imprinted in my brain. And mostly my heart. Every single night since she left, there's been search parties everywhere. You could say no one has been the same. Especially me. I've barely eaten, or slept. I dream of me finding her an everything going back to normal. But nothing will be normal after this. Nothing.
I looked out my window listening to the rain falling down my window pane. I've been in deep thought ever since she's been gone. I think I'm in love with her. No no I don't think i love her. I know. I'm in love with Mackenzie.
I thought about some creep would have the audacity to think about taking her. Someone laying their grimy hands on her made my blood boil.
I didn't ever think about laying my hands on a woman.Ever.
I would never touch her like that. I don't care how bad she hit me. It would anger me, but I wouldn't do it.
I looked out the window and felt a tear fall out of my eye.
"Please be okay".

Third Person's POV
They both looked out the window praying that the other was okay. Although they had never admitted their feelings toward one another, there were still there. No matter how deep you had to search, you would find their love for each other.
It took them a lot of convincing towards themselves, but eventually they would look towards the sky, and talk to God.
He was their only hope. Mackenzie would say how much she was sorry for not listening to Harry, and she would cry to him and tell him to at least send a sign that Harry was looking for her.
Harry would talk to God, and tell him how sorry and stupid he was by letting her slip away. "Give me something that she's still alive". He would talk every day, saying that he was going to find her.
But at the end of every day, they would both look at the window and whisper,"I love you" as if the other person was there. Even though they could not hear each other, they both knew they would eventually see one another again.

Notes

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-ForeverElena