A/N = Hi! Im so sorry for not updating this story so long. I have been feeling ill for about 1,5 weeks, and now I have the flu... So that explains it... Im still ill, but the fever has dropped a bit, so I thought I'd quickly upload this and then go straight to bed again.
It's short chapter, but this is what I've written before I got too ill, and I simply couldn't be asked to write more :( Sorry!
Hope you like it anyway...
Chapter 37
Dougie's POV
I layed on the cold floor for what felt like hours and hours, my sobs dying down after a while. Numbness tried to take over my body, as I was just staring out in front of me, to nothing in particular. What would Harry, Tom and Danny be doing right now? Would they be trying to get money for me? Three million... What if they didn't think I was worth 3 million? No. Of course they would think I was worth it. They were my best friends. They would never let me down, would they?
What if it would take them weeks to get it though? What if they never got it? I had only been here a few days and I was starting to go crazy already. I didn't think I could take all of this for weeks. I would actually go crazy.
Slowly my thoughts started to drift away though, and my body and mind went completely numb. I just layed on the floor, staring in front of me with empty eyes, hoping to be rescued from this as soon as possible.
I was shaken out of my numb state though when I heard footsteps coming my way, then a second later the door was opened. I scrambled upright hastily, and was faced with Rick, who carried a plate with food with him. Stars clouded my vision for a moment, but I backed up against the wall anyway, making the dizzyness even worse. Rick came to stand in front of me and looked down at me, with the plate in his hand. The smell of cheese made me feel sick.
'You hungry?' Rick asked me, towering over me. He looked a bit annoyed, but his voice was gentle. I wasn't hungry at all though. I didn't want to have him towering over me, after I had heard him say he considered killing me. I wasn't really afraid of him though, he had been quite gentle to me, compared to the other three. But I didn't trust him anymore. And Jared had been quite gentle to me at first though, but he turned out to be a monster. What if it was the same with Rick?
'Go away.' I said softly, trying not to show him that I felt hurt. Rick snorted, and kneeled down in front of me.
'I seriously advice you to not take that kind of tone with Jared, ever.' He said annoyed. The mention of Jared made me shudder a bit. He seriously scared me. At first I thought he wasn't such a bad guy, but now he turned out to be an aggressive maniac. I didn't understand why.
I looked away from him, while Rick set the plate down in front of me. There were two pieces of bread with cheese on it, and a bottle of water.
'Eat this, then you can go to the bathroom if you want.' Rick said, but I shook my head, not defiantly, but weakly.
'Come on, Dougie.' Rick encouraged.
'I'm not hungry.' I protested, looking up at him quickly when he groaned impatiently.
'Dougie, you have to eat. I'm not going to say it again.' Rick growled, and with a sad sigh I decided to not push him further, and to just obey him, hoping he'd just leave me then. I hesitantly took a slice of bread from the plate and took a small bite. While I ate it, I felt that my stomach was indeed a bit empty, and that I was hungry without having noticed it. But I felt a bit sicker too, and the eating didn't really help. It was probably from the shock and panic I had felt earlier.
'Good boy,' Rick said satisfied, while he waited for me to finish eating. When I was finally done with the bread I quickly drank some water, hoping it would make me feel better. When I was completely done, Rick ordered me to stay calm this time, then released the shackle around my ankle, and hauled me upright by my arms.
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