I have no more sims to make/post :( Maybe I'll download some mods and do like a photoshoot with them so you can see their outfits and everything lol. The song is Breaking Down by the band I Prevail!

(Evans POV)

"So... care to explain the certain videos you two made together?" I ask not bothering looking over at him. Hope was knocked out once again, this time by Seth.

"Her idea not mine, don't be coming after me when she was the one who literally set it up." He says as he turns over and looks at me. I roll my eyes still not looking over at him.

"You can choose not to believe me, I'm just surprised you didn't know about it honestly." He says as he begins to chuckle.

"Is that photo of us done yet? She's going to wake up soon and I need something to induce fear into her so she'll fucking believe me instead of fighting me." Jordan says on the screen. My attention goes away from Brian and towards the screen.

"Yes boss... why are you doing this to this poor innocent girl, she doesn't-" Ava was slapped which shut her up.

"I didn't ask for more information, I asked if the video was fucking done or not. Look, James and his crew are going to be here soon to help with our little... situation we have going on. Not to mention he's also bringing different serums with him to try out on Hope. One of them is bound to work on her like the fear one." My heart stopped as Brian and I looked at each other.

"I thought... Jonathan killed James did he not? You were the first one to reach her before I did, was he not dead?!" I exclaim. So Wolf Syndicate and Rolling Crips are working together to take us down, perfect just perfect.

"HE LOOKED PRETTY DEAD TO ME EVAN! THERE WAS A LOT OF BLOOD!" Brian yells as he lays his head on the wall behind us.

"She's getting one more chance to be mine and then I'm throwing fear into her. It's what got her here in the first place." Jordan says as he turns to Seth. Seth gives him a thumbs-up as he goes to a door that leads to down here.

(Hopes POV)

I jerk awake and look around the room. I was in a familiar bedroom on the bed. Did Jordan really kidnap me and take me to his house out in god knows where? I get out of bed and go to the door.

"She's getting one more chance to be mine and then I'm throwing more fear into her. It's what got her here in the first place." Jordan says.

I hear a door close and all was quiet again. I back away from the door quietly. Is this why this place looks so familiar to me? Has he been doing something to me to make me forget or something? I hold my breath and open the door, walking out of the room and down the hall.

"Ah, there she is, my beautiful girlfriend. How did you sleep hun?" He says as I step into the open living room.

Is he trying to make me believe that I'm his girlfriend? Fine, two can play at this game, you're not using fear against me. I smile at him and nod my head as I join him on the couch.

"I slept good, thank you for letting me sleep in." I look over at him as he gives me a surprised look. He starts to chuckle as he wraps his arm around me.

"Anything for you, anything." He lays his head back on the couch cushion and smiles. How many times have I fought with him for him to act shocked when I said that?

"Baby, sorry for asking this, but how long have we been dating? My minds slipping me I feel like." I say starting to chuckle.

"Two years now, and it's alright. After the accident, the doctors said your memories slipped, but don't worry I'll just recreate new ones with you." He says sweetly. So I had a so-called accident huh? What else is there?

"But, I'm going to be fine... right?" I say starting to laugh. He smiles at me and nods his head.

A loud knock came at the front door, startling both of us, please let it be some sort of help. He gives my shoulder a squeeze as he gets up from the couch.

"How about you go back into our room and get dressed for the day while I go see who's at the door." He walks back to the kitchen and goes to the door. I get up and slowly walk back down the hall and into the bedroom I woke up in.

"Bad timing, she's awake dumbass. Just go into the basement, that's where Seth's at with you know who." Jordan says.

Evans here, he has to be. The thing is, what happened at the club for him to be here? I quietly close the door and go to the open walk in closet door. I untie the silk black robe I'm wearing and look at the different clothes that were nowhere near what I would wear if I was back at the warehouse. I grab a black crop top and some folded jean shorts, now, where the hell is he hiding the underwear at?

I walk out of the closet and go to the dresser and open up the first drawer. Oh, that's fantastic, I really hope he isn't planning on using these on me, Evan can, but not Jordan. Restraints, all kinds of ties, rope, and handcuffs as well as a couple of belts and a black paddle. I shake my head and open up the drawer next to it, bingo, except not really. I pull out a small black thong and a black bra with a choker sewn onto it. It's better than nothing.

"I'm guessing you were looking for underwear and found my... useful tools that i use when we're in bed, huh?" Jordan says behind me. I didn't hear him come in! And here I am completely naked!

"Sorry, I just don't know where anything's at. Who was at the door?" I ask turning to him. Why am I getting shower vibes when Evan came in without me knowing? I watch as he just stares at me, maybe I can take him out when he's distracted, I took Tyler out and he's around the same height as him.

I start to giggle as I seductively slide on the thong, he watches the whole thing. I hate wearing thongs, give me boyshorts any day.

"Whatcha looking at over there? It can't be me, can it?" I grab the bra and unclip the hook.

"Don't put that on, in fact... take off the thong... now." He orders. No, Evan can say that but you can't. He wasn't wearing a shirt so I looked at him closely. I noticed both arms were covered in tattoos, he was still wearing the dog tags from last night. He had noticeable scars that dotted his chest, almost like Evan.

"Nope." I bring my hands to my mouth and giggled. I hated acting like this when I didn't mean it. He smirks as he takes a step closer to me, good.

"You know, I don't like it when you tell me no." He says, another step closer. Fuck it, I want to go home, I want to be showing Evan my body, not Jordan.

I kick in his knee and watch as he fell down. I get on top of his chest and start wailing punches at his face.

"I WANT MY FUCKING BOYFRIEND BACK YOU CREEP! WHERE IS HE! I KNOW HE'S HERE!" I yell as I throw my punches. He very easily gets me off of his chest and pins me to the ground, holding my hands above my head.

"I should've fucking knew it that you wouldn't have given in so easily. He's down in the basement locked up with Brian, watching and hearing this whole thing play out. It won't matter soon, you'll forget about this ever happening just like the other two times." He says.

I buck my hips up and dodge my head so his hits the floor. I get out of his grip and grab onto his arm, pulling me out from underneath him. I elbow him in the face and stand up. He grabs onto my ankle and pulls me toward him, causing me to fall.

"Looks like you're going to have to love me the hard way. I'll see you when you wake up." He says with a smirk.

He pulls something out of his pocket but I grab onto his arm to prevent him from pulling whatever it is out. I didn't last long since he was much stronger than me. He pulls out a small syringe and stabs it in my neck right where my butterfly tattoo is. I yank it out of my neck as soon as he pressed down on it. He gets off of me and picks me up from my waist and throws me over his shoulder.

"You wanna act like a brat, you're going to get treated like one." He goes to the bed and grabs the three articles of clothing and turns back to the door.

I beat on his back but my hits became weaker and weaker as I became quickly tired. I'm not going to remember this, I won't remember that Evan or Brian are here, I won't remember anything that's happened today. My eyes shut for good, not wanting to open back up.

My body jerked itself awake and I looked around my surroundings. I was in a bright concrete room with Jordan and Seth in the corner talking with... he's alive?... I saw Jon kill him right in front of me. James was the first one to notice I was awake. He steps between the two, ending their conversation.

"You fucking kidnapped me for what, your own sick enjoyment? For me to be your little lab rat?" I go to move but my hands were tied behind the chair I was sitting in.

"I kidnapped you so I can teach you to love me and not him," Jordan says pointing to the glass behind him.

     My eyes dart over as I gasp. My eyes quickly filled with tears at seeing both Evan and Brian struggling to get out of their chains that they were tied to. I look over at Jordan as a couple of tears slip down my face.

"PLEASE! LET THEM GO! I DIDN'T TELL THEM TO COME WITH ME, THEY FOLLOWED ME LAST NIGHT WITHOUT ME KNOWING!" I yell out. Evan stops struggling as he hears my voice. He looks around the place seeing where it came from.

"He can't see you sweetheart, but you can see him. Although-" Seth goes to the door and flips a switch. I watch as the glass becomes clearer than what it was. Seth walks over to my chair and scoots it more toward the large glass wall.

"Is this what you two wanted? To see her? Well here's your chance, you get to see here alright, after we fucking torture her." Seth says as he caresses the side of my cheek.

"Don't fucking touch her. We had a deal, we're not fucking giving her your fear serum or whatever the fuck it is." Jordan says. I was crying even more as I watched Evan start banging the chains around his wrist at the pipe behind him.

"And the deal is still on, let Seth do what he needs to do and you'll soon be on your way with her," James says behind me.

"How about a deal with me.... you let them go, drop them in the middle of nowhere, take them back home I don't care... and you can do whatever fucked up experiments you want with me. I'll stay here if you let them go." I say through my tears. Evan and Brian stop moving as they look at me horrified.

"JORDAN DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! WHAT ABOUT OUR DEAL HUH?" Seth's accent was stronger when he yelled.

"EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP ALRIGHT, SHUT UP!" Jordan says. He comes to my side and gets eye level with me.

"I might just take you up on that offer sweetheart." He says, an evil smile coming to his face.

(Craigs POV)

Ozzie was spinning in circles as he chased his short tail around. I laughed as he kept trying to bite at it, not getting anywhere close to it. My phone started ringing and buzzing. I hit the green answer button and was greeted by a hysterical crying Holly.

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE THE FUCK THEY ARE DO YOU?! DO YOU!" She yelled through her sobs. I stand up from the floor and start walking out of the room.

"Holly, calm down, know where who is?" I ask. Jonathan looks at me confused. I bring my phone away from my ear and put it on speaker.

"HOPE! EVAN! BRIAN! WHERE ARE THE! WHERE ARE THEY!" She yelled. Her sobs became quieter as movement came from her side of the call.

"Craig, its Ohm. When did you last see those three?" Ohm asks. Jon gets up from the couch and stands in front of me.

"Uh last night, we got attacked by the Rolling Crips and-" Holly starts crying louder making me stop talking.

"Holly got a text from Hope last night explaining what she was doing and that if she didn't respond by the morning, Liberty City time, to get ahold of Evan. We couldn't get ahold of Evan, so we tried Brian, couldn't get ahold of him so you were next on Hope's list. Do you even know what Hope did last night?" Ohm asks. Jon and I look at each other as we both shake our heads no.

"No, I thought they went home was all. Brock was here at the warehouse last night." What the hell is going on?

"Hope made a deal while you guys got attacked with Rolling Crips to meet at this club called Galaxy and she texted Holly saying if she didn't respond by morning to get ahold of Evan. You honestly don't know where the three of them are?" He asks again.

"Ohm hey, no we don't know where they are," Jon says. Ohm sighs out of frustration.

"Okay... from what I heard from Hope about this gang in her text to Holly... you're going to need some backup, we're all at the airport now waiting for our flight and will be out there soon. We'll discuss more when we arrive." The call ends abruptly, leaving Jon and I dumbfounded.

"Where's Brock at?" I ask. We both turn and see Brock walk in, carrying a small book with him.

"Heard it all no need to explain, I'm going to show you why we're in deep shit." He says as he sits down on the couch. He opens up the book and I see it was a photo album, the first picture of a younger Evan and Brock with two other dudes. He points at the two of them and looks up at Jon and I.

"The two smartest people you will ever meet, also the most deranged people you will ever meet, but I'll go over who they are when Holly and them get here." He snaps the album shut and gets up from the couch.