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Chapter 50 is extra long as I promised.
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Chapter 50 !
Harry's POV
'GODDAMNIT!' My curly-haired friend screamed out in frustration. It was the first thing that had been said in a few moments of shocked silence after the kidnapper had left the house. The sudden sound piercing the silence effectively startled me and Tom, whose body I saw jerk violently. Danny was trembling, I noticed. Actually, I think we all were.
We were all getting tired of this emotional rollercoaster we'd been thrown in. What were we supposed to do now? We'd just have to wait for two more days until we'd get the money. But somehow I had the impression that the kidnapper who'd just walked out of the house really wasn't the bad guy, and genuinely cared for Dougie's sake. He seemed equally tired and frustrated.
And if he got through the trouble to go to us alone, without telling his comrades, then I guessed the situation must be pretty bad... What if they were hurting Dougie? I could imagine that Dougie would not cope well at all if they are treating him badly. It's not that I consider him really weak. He's just young and innocent. What if they'd break his innocence? What would be left of Dougie when we got him back? Would he be traumatised? Scarred for the rest of his life? What if he had to go to hospital? Or worse? What if the press found out about all this? Our fans? I knew Dougie hated it when personal things about him leaked. He didn't even really hate it, he was terrified of it. What would become of McFly?
No, all that was not important right now. I shook myself to get rid of worst-case-scenario-thoughts torturing my head and forced myself to think of now. Just two more days... Then this would all be over. But why did it seem like those two days were going to feel like forever?
Rick's POV
It was just something over five in the afternoon when I was walking back to the little wooden house we were currently hiding in. I carried a plastic bag from the supermarket, with some groceries in it that I'd bought. Partly because our fridge was getting empty, partly as a coverstory for where I'd been. Even though I didn't really expect anyone to have missed my presence for only one and a half hour. Except for Dougie of course. But he had seemed pretty tired today. On my way home I had pondered about it some more. Maybe he was getting sick, or maybe it was all just too much for him emotionally. Although, that seemed a bit weird, seeing how he got from anxious and terrified to tired and distant just over one night. It got me a bit suspicious to be honest. But I just shook it off. Two more days. Then we could put an end to this all. I would have three quarters of a million, and I could go to Australia, to build a nice house there, where no one of the police could ever find me. I would finally be able to leave my past behind me.
But first I'd have to live through two more days, in which I'd have to protect Dougie against my so-called friend and his two idiots of mates. But really... Two days didn't sound long, but to think this was only day four... We were only on two third.
Arghh! I'd have to stop thinking such pessimist thoughts! I'd gotten myself in this mess, so I'd just have to deal with it. I mentally scolded myself, and realised that I had already reached the house in between my thinking. I opened the door and stepped inside, still deep in thoughts, discarding the unusual quietness in the house thinking the other guys were probably out or downstairs. Wait... Downstairs? A brief wave of worry flashed through me, and I quickly hurried to get the groceries to the kitchen, dropping them quickly on the kitchen table. Then I quickly made my way downstairs, the unsettling silence worrying me even more. I barged into the room where Dougie was usually chained to the wall. Except, he wasn't in the room. I swore under my breath and made my way over to the bathroom, hoping to find Dougie there. But I was met with a dark and empty room again instead.
Now I was really worried. Where was everyone?
'Jared? Are you here?' I called out, trying to keep the worry out of my voice, which was fortunately still calm and strong.
'In here!' I heard him answer, his voice coming from the spare bedroom. I breathed a small sigh of relief, for the fact they hadn't suddenly left with Dougie. But why were they in that room?
I opened the door and took a step in, then gasped loudly at what I was seeing.
'What the hell!'
Dougie was tied to the bed by his hands with tie-wraps, with Jared sitting on top of him, effectively straddling him. Allthough that didn't really seem necessairy, since Dougie seemed pretty out of it. His eyes were opened, but they were glazed over, and he seemed to be dazing of every other second. His face was wet with old tears and sweat, and there was a bruise forming on his cheek, probably the result of a nasty slap to the face.
I hurried forward into the room, trying to keep my cool, but shocked on the inside.
'What the fuck have you done to him?'
I noticed Jeff and David sitting farther back in the room, glaring at me with dangerous expressions on their face. It unsettled me to say the least.
'Where have you been, Rick?' Jared asked me, his tone matching the expressions of Jeff and David, his face still carrying a calm mask though. I kept my face straight as well, knowing not to mess with Jared when he was angry. And right now, I could tell he was very angry.
'I've been to the supermarket, since we didn't have a lot of food anymore. Now tell me why you're...'
'The supermarket?' Jared spat out with a bitter laugh. 'Really? What did you buy then, Rick?'
His tone made it obvious that he didn't believe me.
'What? You don't believe me? Go check then. I've put the bag on the kitchen table. I bought some coke and some food, because our fridge was getting empty. And also, I just needed to get a bit of fresh air, since I felt like I had been locked up in here for too long now.' I said, reciting what I had planned to say when I got back.
'You have been outside like two days ago.' Jared said in his low voice. 'Let's see if you've really been to the supermarket then. Jeff...' Jeff, who sat in the back of the room, understood the gesture of Jared's head immediately and quickly stormed out of the room.
'So for now, why don't you sit down?' Jared said threatening, and David quickly stood up from his chair, to hold out another chair for me. I didn't trust this situation at all anymore and I shook my head.
'First let me check on Dougie. What have you done to him?' I made my way over to Dougie, whose eyes were still dazed. When he noticed me his eyes focussed on mine, a little clearer now and he gasped.
'Rick!' He managed to whimper in a startled but weak voice. I understood immediately.
'You drugged him!' I screamed out in disbelief. 'What the hell did you do that for? How badly did you drug him? He's almost out of it! Have you lost your mind?' I couldn't believe what I saw.
Jared didn't even move a muscle at my outburst.
'Rick, we need to talk. So sit down. Now.' He commanded me. Even though I was furious at Jared for doing this to Dougie - it looked like they gave him a really heavy dose of drugs - I was still curious for what had caused this. So I sighed and let myself drop onto the wooden old chair that David still held out for me. Moments later Jeff ran back in again.
'He was telling the truth. There were groceries on the kitchen table.' He told Jared.
'Were you telling the truth? Or were you partly telling the truth?' Jared asked in a low voice, while he got off Dougie and walked up to me. He had a dangerous glint in his eyes, and for the first time in all my life I felt a twinge of fear for my former friend. I made to get up from the chair, but David, who still stood behind me, pushed me back down by my shoulders and forced me to stay down. I started to protest when Jeff came towards me with tie-wraps in his hands.
'Hey! What are you going to... Stop!' I screamed when he grabbed my arms and roughly jerked them behind the back of the chair, then put the tie-wrap around it.
'Shit! What the fuck!' I bellowed and started to struggle violently now, fear rushing through me. I knew what my mates were like when they thought someone was the enemy. Obviously they knew I had gone behind their backs. This was not good. Not good at all...
But my struggles were useless, my three mates had no trouble holding me back and strapping me to the chair.
'Shit you guys, what the hell are you doing? Why the fuck did you drug him and why the fuck are you fucking TYING ME UP!' I screamed out, my panic making me swear. I fell silent though when Jared kneeled down in front of me when I was tied to the chair by my hands and ankles and had no way of moving anymore.
'You don't need one and a half hour to go to the supermarket only. Your little pathetic friend over there has already spilled where you went anyway. But to see if he was telling the truth, I want you to tell me now where you were for the last one and a half hours. And don't lie to me, because if you do, I'll fucking make you both regret it.'
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