Kiss Me
Light
Juniper's POV
I wake up to find I am still in darkness. I also find that I am no longer in my warm bed, but rather tied to a cold chair, with tape over my mouth and a blindfold over my eyes.
I begin to panic. Then I remember to breathe. I inhale and exhale deeply, knowing that an oxygen filled brain is a well thinking brain.
Okay, what so you have to work with, June? I wiggle my hands, searching for a loose end or some squeezing space. No such luck. I try to shake my blindfold off. Nothing. Then I push half of the tape off my mouth with my tongue, leaving just enough room to speak.
"H-Hello?" I ask warily. My voice echoes off the walls and back to my ears. That's when I get the idea.
In secondary school, I studied bats for a research project. I learned that they could see objects-- knowing exactly what they are and where they are-- Just by using high resonance, self produced sounds. I remember trying this at home, using a chair. I guessed the object correctly.
I took a deep breath and conjured up and released a very high pitched, very glass shattering sound. I listened as the sound waves bent around something, then bounced back off of a wall, but there is a break in the sound reflection about half way across the wall. I know there must be a door there. and a table or desk in front of me.
I turn to my right and left and do the same thing. I guess there is a very small window or ledge to my left and another door-- a smaller one-- to my right.
"Okay, Rose. You're going to be okay," I half whisper to myself.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that, sweetheart," A voice gnarls from the now open door to my right. I know that voice all too well.
"N-No. It can't be," I stammer weakly. "Y-You were in jail."
"Key word being 'were'," He says. Then Brad rips off my blindfold.
Niall's POV
"NIALL UP NOW!" Louis shouts.
Normally I'd ignore his morning shouts, but this shout was much more serious. Much more broken.
My eyes shot open and I sat up in bed just in time to see Louis and Mum coming in, tears streaming down their faces.
"Where's Junie?" I ask, they both just shake their heads.
I jump out of bed and run across the hall to John's room.
Gone.
"Where's John? Where's Junie?" I ask, tears welling up in my eyes as I already know the truth.
My mother breaks down in sobs and falls against the door frame, sitting with her knees huddled into her chest. Louis walks toward me, lip quivering and hands shaking.
"Ni--" He begins, but doesn't finish because I've engulfed him in a bear hug. We stand there for a few moments, crying and losing our heads.
I pull back and wipe my face. "We have to go find her. Now."
Louis nods, wiping his face as well and taking a deep breath. We both look to my mum, who still sits on the floor, crying, but not quite as hard.
I hug my mother and tell her everything is going to be okay, before slipping out into the cold weather, a knife in my pocket and my best friend at my side.
Hang in there, baby. We're coming to get you.
Juniper's POV
Another blow hits me in the side of the head, sending blood from the cut on my cheek flying, spotting the floor next to my chair. A punch crashes into my stomach, right up to where I feel it in my heart. My vision is splotchy now, as a light descends from behind Brads head, masking his evil face.
"I'm going to stop for now and let you wallow like this," Brad says, walking back to the door he came from. "Can't kill you yet. The fun has only begun."
He shuts the door behind him and I collapse in my chair, the ropes holding me somewhat upright. I start to cry, watching as tears mix with blood and hit the floor and my lap in a broken rhythm. I close my eyes and pray for Niall to come save me.
I pray for the chance to see Louis smile one more time. A light appears across the room. I look up at it in fear, knowing how close I am to becoming nothing.
I pray to hear Perrie, Maiya, and Katie laugh once more. The light grows bigger now, trying to embrace me.
I pray to watch Harry, Zayn, and Liam fight over the stupidest things one more time. I let the light halt in front of me, almost waiting for me to continue.
And lastly, I pray to fell Niall's kiss once more. To hold him in my arms as I pass. To be able to tell him how much I love him. I nod at the light, knowing that this light is not taking me to my eternal home. No, not yet. This light is my savior for the moment, stealing me from the present and letting me rest. This light is my friend.
I welcome my new friend with a thankful smile, and it pulls me into a restful sleep.
I wake up to find I am still in darkness. I also find that I am no longer in my warm bed, but rather tied to a cold chair, with tape over my mouth and a blindfold over my eyes.
I begin to panic. Then I remember to breathe. I inhale and exhale deeply, knowing that an oxygen filled brain is a well thinking brain.
Okay, what so you have to work with, June? I wiggle my hands, searching for a loose end or some squeezing space. No such luck. I try to shake my blindfold off. Nothing. Then I push half of the tape off my mouth with my tongue, leaving just enough room to speak.
"H-Hello?" I ask warily. My voice echoes off the walls and back to my ears. That's when I get the idea.
In secondary school, I studied bats for a research project. I learned that they could see objects-- knowing exactly what they are and where they are-- Just by using high resonance, self produced sounds. I remember trying this at home, using a chair. I guessed the object correctly.
I took a deep breath and conjured up and released a very high pitched, very glass shattering sound. I listened as the sound waves bent around something, then bounced back off of a wall, but there is a break in the sound reflection about half way across the wall. I know there must be a door there. and a table or desk in front of me.
I turn to my right and left and do the same thing. I guess there is a very small window or ledge to my left and another door-- a smaller one-- to my right.
"Okay, Rose. You're going to be okay," I half whisper to myself.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that, sweetheart," A voice gnarls from the now open door to my right. I know that voice all too well.
"N-No. It can't be," I stammer weakly. "Y-You were in jail."
"Key word being 'were'," He says. Then Brad rips off my blindfold.
Niall's POV
"NIALL UP NOW!" Louis shouts.
Normally I'd ignore his morning shouts, but this shout was much more serious. Much more broken.
My eyes shot open and I sat up in bed just in time to see Louis and Mum coming in, tears streaming down their faces.
"Where's Junie?" I ask, they both just shake their heads.
I jump out of bed and run across the hall to John's room.
Gone.
"Where's John? Where's Junie?" I ask, tears welling up in my eyes as I already know the truth.
My mother breaks down in sobs and falls against the door frame, sitting with her knees huddled into her chest. Louis walks toward me, lip quivering and hands shaking.
"Ni--" He begins, but doesn't finish because I've engulfed him in a bear hug. We stand there for a few moments, crying and losing our heads.
I pull back and wipe my face. "We have to go find her. Now."
Louis nods, wiping his face as well and taking a deep breath. We both look to my mum, who still sits on the floor, crying, but not quite as hard.
I hug my mother and tell her everything is going to be okay, before slipping out into the cold weather, a knife in my pocket and my best friend at my side.
Hang in there, baby. We're coming to get you.
Juniper's POV
Another blow hits me in the side of the head, sending blood from the cut on my cheek flying, spotting the floor next to my chair. A punch crashes into my stomach, right up to where I feel it in my heart. My vision is splotchy now, as a light descends from behind Brads head, masking his evil face.
"I'm going to stop for now and let you wallow like this," Brad says, walking back to the door he came from. "Can't kill you yet. The fun has only begun."
He shuts the door behind him and I collapse in my chair, the ropes holding me somewhat upright. I start to cry, watching as tears mix with blood and hit the floor and my lap in a broken rhythm. I close my eyes and pray for Niall to come save me.
I pray for the chance to see Louis smile one more time. A light appears across the room. I look up at it in fear, knowing how close I am to becoming nothing.
I pray to hear Perrie, Maiya, and Katie laugh once more. The light grows bigger now, trying to embrace me.
I pray to watch Harry, Zayn, and Liam fight over the stupidest things one more time. I let the light halt in front of me, almost waiting for me to continue.
And lastly, I pray to fell Niall's kiss once more. To hold him in my arms as I pass. To be able to tell him how much I love him. I nod at the light, knowing that this light is not taking me to my eternal home. No, not yet. This light is my savior for the moment, stealing me from the present and letting me rest. This light is my friend.
I welcome my new friend with a thankful smile, and it pulls me into a restful sleep.
Notes
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