Scarlett's POV
I woke up to find myself on a cozy bed oh thank god that was just a weird dream! I rolled over to the edge of my bed to get out, only to find that my bed was much bigger. Slowly I opened my eyes to see that I wasn't in my bed, this wasn't even my room! I started to panic oh god oh god oh god! That wasn't a dream! I jumped out of the bed and ran to the door and tried the yank it open, but to my dismay it was locked.
I heard a noise behind me and spun around to see the curly haired boy. My mind was in panic mode and I couldn't remember his name, suddenly he took a step, coming closer to me. I slowly started to back away as he came closer. My back hit the wall and I knew there was no were else to go. He was still coming closer and it was starting to scare me, he was getting way to close! This is too much! Panicking I did the only thing I could think of, I started screaming.
The curly haired boy quickly placed his hand over my mouth "Shh! It's okay! Shh!" He said franticly. And that's when I went ballistic. It wasn't okay! Nothing is okay right now! I just got kidnapped and I'm going to be here for who knows how long! And to make it worse I am locked in a room with some curly haired freak who watches me sleep! THIS IS NOT OKAY! I began thrashed around and screamed against his hand. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. That's when I started screaming profanities in my mind. Fuck fuck fuck FUCK! Now more of them are coming. The curly haired boy must have heard the footsteps to because he quickly removed his hand from my mouth.
That's when I quickly ran to the corner and hid my face in my knees. I do this a lot, sit in corners I mean. It makes me feel safer knowing that no one can get me from behind. The door slammed open and the four other boys came in. "HARRY! I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO ANYTHING!" one of the boys yelled. "I swear, I didn't do anything!" Harry says.
By this point I was shaking and hyperventilating. Also talking to myself in my mind, yeah I do that. Calm down, breath in,out,in,out. We're going to get out of here. Suddenly I felt someone's hand touch my shoulder "Are you okay?" Said a guy with an Irish accent. Mmhh.. sexy! If he didn't kidnap me he could have had potential! No! Not sexy! Bad bad bad. "Are you okay?" The Irish boy asked again he reached out and brushed some hair away from my face. Holy freaking shit "DON'T TOUCH ME!" I screamed with a look of horror on my face. The Irish boy jumped back scared. "I'm sorry!"
I looked around only to see that the other guys were looking at me. Why are they looking at me?! Stop looking at me; slowly I put my head back on my knees. It was silent for a while and after a few quiet mumbles that I could not make out I heard footsteps going down stairs.
Thinking that the boys had left I looked up to find that then had left, all except for one. What made me uncomfortable was how close he was to me. Slowly he sat down beside me and placed his hand on my shoulder. What's with these guys and touching me?! I peeked up at him noticing his brown eyes and brown hair.
In a soft voice the boy spoke "I'm sorry if we scared you, we really didn't mean to-" yeah, because breaking into my house and dragging me out from under my bed, drugging me and hunting me down in a dark forest totally wouldn't be scary. I thought sarcastically. I looked up and noticed the boy was looking at me. I think he asked me something… "What?" I asked "I asked if you were hungry." The boy said. "no, I'm not hungry" that was a lie. I was hungry but I'm as sure as hell not going to eat any food they offer me, they probably poisoned it or something! I'm not taking any chances! "Well I'll being you some food anyway;" the boy said as he got up "just in case you get hungry later." I didn't reply as the boy walked out the room and closed the door.
Escape time!I quickly ran to the door hoping that it hadn't gotten locked; sadly the odds were not in my favour. I looked around the room looking for another way out, and my eyes landed on the windows aha! I ran over to the windows trying to pry them open. And with one hard tug I got it open. I took a look out the window and instantly felt dizzy. I must be on the hundredth floor or something! I looked around for a way to get to the ground when I noticed a tree.
I climbed up onto the window sill and shivered as a cold wind blow against my bare skin. I was still in my ripped pants and short sleeved shirt. I took a quick breath as I ran what I had to do though my mind, all I had to do was climb out the window, walk on the ledge and jump into the tree climbing down to safety.
I was about to climb onto the ledge when I heard something clatter to the ground and I was pulled back into the room and pushed to the ground. "ARE YOU CRAZY" the boy from before screamed in my face "LOUIS, LOUIS GET IN HERE!" I heard loud footsteps and the brown haired boy who drugged me in the forest came running in "What?! What is it? What happened?!" he asked franticly. "She tried to kill herself! By jumping out the window!" kill myself? From jumping out the window?! No,no! A look of pain washed over Louis face, "Why would you do this to me Lettie?" he asked, again with that name! Why did it sound so familiar?
"I wasn't trying to kill myself" I mumbled quietly "Don't lie to me Lettie, don't even try!" Louis said angrily as he began dragging me out of the room and into a different one. "I didn't want to do this but you've left me no choice!" he pushed me into what seemed to be a small closet then closed and locked the door. Instantly I began panicking, I never did well locked in small spaces. "LET ME OUT! PLEASE! LET ME OUT" I screamed, I started to feel dizzy I think the walls are closing in on me!"PLEASE LET ME OUT!" I banged on the door with my fists until they were raw and bloody.
No one came to let me out, so soon I had resorted to sobbing on the floor with blood chilling screams ever so often. I'm never going to get out of here! I'm going to die here; no one is looking for me! The police probably thought it was a prank call.I sobbed and screamed but that did nothing. Soon I was just sitting on the floor taking uneven breaths. I should have gone faster, if I had gone faster I wouldn't have been caught, I would have gotten away.I rested my head against the wall and tried to calm myself and even out my breathing. Why does Louis keep calling me Lettie and why does it sound so familiar?
I sat there thinking and I soon began to figure it out. Lettie was a nickname, my nickname from when I was a child maybe, but how did Louis know about it? I sat with my head against the cool wall as I thought.
Louis POV
"Why would she try to kill herself?" Niall asked with a sad look on his face "Yeah, you'd think that she'd be happy that she gets to see her own-"Zayn said but I cut him off "I don't think she knows" "what do you mean?" Liam asked "well I haven't seen her in a couple years…." "A couple years?" Harry asked "how do you know if we even took the right girl?!" "I just do okay?!" I replied annoyed. I noticed that Scarlett's screaming had stopped, "Could one of you go check on Scarlett?" I asked looking around the room waiting for someone to reply.
"I'll go check on her" Niall volunteered as he got up and made his way upstairs. I did feel about bad about locking Scarlett in the closet but I couldn't risk her escaping. "Where are we going to put Scarlett now?" Liam asked breaking the silence that had formed. "I don't know, guess I didn't really think about that." I admitted "it has be somewhere where she can get out." Zayn said. "Maybe the room next to yours" Liam suggested "that one only has one small window and it can't be opened!" "Or we could keep her in one of our rooms;" harry suggested "so we can watch her and make sure she doesn't do anything bad" he quickly added.
"I say we put her in the room by mine and if worst comes to worst we will keep her in our rooms" I said making the decision "we can take shifts"
Scarlett's POV
My eyes widened as I heard the closet door unlock, the door opened and I saw the blonde hair boy with the Irish accent. "Hey" he said awkwardly, I didn't reply and just looked up at him. "Louis just wanted me to check on you" he spoke "to make sure you where alright." I still didn't reply and only blinked at him. "You don't talk much, do you?" the boy said coming a bit closer and sitting down a few meters away from me, Close up he looked about eighteen or nineteen.
Gathering my courage I opened my mouth "Why am I here?" I asked quietly "ha-ha she speaks." The boy joked ignoring my question. "W-why am I here?" I asked again but this time a bit louder, this time the boy signed "I'm sorry love, I can't really tell you. I don't even know the full reason myself." "oh" was all I said as I looked down "can I at least know your name?" I asked once again looking up "Niall" the boy said holding out his hand. I looked at it for a few seconds before intertwining my own hand in it and shaking.
I smiled a bit, I think I made a new friend and maybe if I'm nice enough to him he'll help me escape! "I'm I going to have to stay in this closet forever?" I asked him with a pout and big eyes, I could see him mentally 'awwing' at my face. "I would think not!" he replied.
Just then my stomach made the sound of a dying whale; quickly I placed my hands over my stomach well that was embarrassing!Niall laughed a bit at my embarrassment "You must be hungry" Niall remarked "I guess Liam dropped your food when he saw you about to-"he stopped talking for a moment. "Never mind, how about I go make you something to eat!" he said getting up "could I.. go with you." I asked nervously "oh sure" Niall replied as he extended his arm out to help me up. I sat still for a moment not sure if I should accept his help or not, I made a quick decision and grabbed on to his arm so he could help me up. "Thanks" I said without making eye contact.