Brent's POV:
I stared at the phone on the floor near the back entrance to the mall.It definitely belonged to Belle.I took it up and clutched it to my chest tightly.The need to protect her flared up inside me,the same way it always did since the first time she had gotten herself in a difficult situation.
That need to protect her was so strong that it often left me in shock,I needed to know that she was safe all the time,needed it more than I needed air to breathe.Only Belle had the ability to make me this crazy,I didn't understand it,couldn't understand it...didn't want to.
It was exactly a half an hour since I last heard of her which meant he must have gotten a good head start on wherever he was taking her.
Thoughts of Belle continued to occupy my mind as I caught myself constantly
