Now for chapter 16, hope you like it, review don't mind bad or good, either way it gets me better. Feel free to send an idea too enjoyxxx

It's now one week later, and every day was the same for Alvin, and he still didn't know why ian took him in the first place, he hadn't eaten anything and hardly got anything to drink, he was very week and cold, and this did not help his throat at all. Alvin hadn't even attempted to stand up in a week, he thought is ankle would be a bit better now, at least so that he could stand up and think of a way out. So that minute when went to stand up and... he fell back down again his ankle hadn't got even a bit better.

Oowww my ankle is getting worse ugh, bbrrr it's so cold I wish I never left the house. Alvin thought.

He then, heard the click, the creaky door and the footsteps coming closer and closer, what would Ian do now, his ankle was already broken, what else could he possibly do?

"You ok RAT not that I care; 10th December you know what that means 15 days till Christmas, if you behave and do as I say I might just give you some bread! Hahaha" Ian said evilly. Alvin just looked up and starred at him. But then his look turned worried, 15 days till Christmas, he had to be home by Christmas, it was his favourite holiday.

"Still not talking? How's that ankle of yours? ... bad GOOD! HAHAHA" Ian said laughing

Then something hit Ian, he remembered a time when he was listening to the radio in his little trailer and the news said something about Alvin losing his voice, and he decided to take advantage of this information.

"you're probably wondering why your here... see after I save your precious Dave and you then ditched me I have lost everything, I need you to record a song, A NEW SONG! So I can get out of here and have the life I used to have, so as soon as you start talking and singing the quicker you can go home safely" Ian said. But Alvin looked at Ian's hand and saw that his fingers were crossed. Alvin gave him an evil look.

"Did you know that the chipmunk's shows have been awful without you, you should feel ashamed of yourself, and you just couldn't admit the fact that you might lose your voice, you had had to run away, so attention seeking, and where did it get you? Nowhere because you are here, and you won't ever leave until you record a song, so I suggest you say something or else" Ian warned. Alvin shrugged; even if he wanted to speak he physically couldn't, what was he going to do? Alvin couldn't admit the fact that maybe Ian was right, was he attention seeking?, if he had just rested his voice he would be able to speak and was it his fault the chipmunk's shows were bad? Alvin looked sad, but suddenly snapped out of it and took an evil look at Ian who was looking down, smiling evilly at him. Alvin still says nothing and shakes his head at Ian who then lost it, but he covered it well, as Ian had something and he knew that it would make Alvin feel more bad and guilty. Ian smiled and chuckled a bit. Ian placed the blanket over the cage and left the shed locking the door, leaving a very scared and confused chipmunk sitting all alone again.

What's he up to? Alvin thought.

That's it for chapter 16, see you next time with chapter 17 see you later xxx