Remember Those Days?
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A very loud horn woke me up, making me fall out of the bed. I hit a cold, hard concrete ground. I pushed myself upright. "Good morning, Abigail." A face covered in a hockey mask came up on the screen of a small tv in the corner, and the voice was modified to sound deeper. "Have a nice little nap?" The unknown person asked.
"Who are you?" I screamed, gritting my teeth. The masked guy laughed.
"Oh, let's just say you know me. Very well. You can call me Master." 'Master' replied, ending in a laugh.
"Where am I?" I asked, looking around.
"Oh, you're just in the basement, located in the middle of nowhere." Master replied.
"Why?"
"Because you were a very bad girl, and you must pay for your crimes. By the way, here's your schedule for today."
A little, faded yellow roll of paper fell from what looked like a mail slot in the wall. I lunged, but tripped over a shackle on my ankle. Master laughed, throwing his head back.
"This is going to be fun."
Louis' P.O.V.
I was itching with excitement ever since Simon told us Abigail was coming to stay with us. The drive home from the signing seemed longer than the way there, making it worse. "C'mon, Niall, drive faster!" I whined, looking around like a little kid.
"Calm down Lou, I'm already going 50 when the limit is 40. We still have two minutes to go." He replied, chuckling at my actions.
"Sorry, it's just I -"
"You really wanna see Abigail." They mocked, laughing. I had to admit, I had said that at least 5 times. But I was serious, all 7 times.
Once Niall stopped the car, I almost forgot to open the door before getting out. I ran to the door, while Irma opened it for us. She looked a bit worried. "Hi Irma. Where's Abigail?" I asked her, twitching with nervousity.
"I heard front door open, but Abby gay is somewhere." She replied, wiping her hands with a cloth. My smile faded, and I stopped twitching. I went inside and sat on one of three couches.
"Again.." I mumbled. My fingers ran through my hair, clenching, then releasing. "Irma, check the security cameras." I insisted, standing up. "If someone came to the door, we can find out who." Irma nodded, then shuffled off to the computer. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked over to see Zayn.
We followed Irma into the office, and she sat down at her computer. She typed some random stuff into computer at somewhat lightning speed, and I started worrying when I saw the black screen with white text. But Irma just clicked, typed, and worked away. Eventually we came to the p.o.v. of the security camera. We cheered, and she clicked on stuff, and went back to about noon or so. She played it forward, until we saw a car pull into the driveway, and someone came to the door. "Stop it." I said, and magnified the license plate on the car. "Ladies, we have person." Irma joked. We laughed. Except me.
This was no laughing matter.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN ABBY BEAR
"Who are you?" I screamed, gritting my teeth. The masked guy laughed.
"Oh, let's just say you know me. Very well. You can call me Master." 'Master' replied, ending in a laugh.
"Where am I?" I asked, looking around.
"Oh, you're just in the basement, located in the middle of nowhere." Master replied.
"Why?"
"Because you were a very bad girl, and you must pay for your crimes. By the way, here's your schedule for today."
A little, faded yellow roll of paper fell from what looked like a mail slot in the wall. I lunged, but tripped over a shackle on my ankle. Master laughed, throwing his head back.
"This is going to be fun."
Louis' P.O.V.
I was itching with excitement ever since Simon told us Abigail was coming to stay with us. The drive home from the signing seemed longer than the way there, making it worse. "C'mon, Niall, drive faster!" I whined, looking around like a little kid.
"Calm down Lou, I'm already going 50 when the limit is 40. We still have two minutes to go." He replied, chuckling at my actions.
"Sorry, it's just I -"
"You really wanna see Abigail." They mocked, laughing. I had to admit, I had said that at least 5 times. But I was serious, all 7 times.
Once Niall stopped the car, I almost forgot to open the door before getting out. I ran to the door, while Irma opened it for us. She looked a bit worried. "Hi Irma. Where's Abigail?" I asked her, twitching with nervousity.
"I heard front door open, but Abby gay is somewhere." She replied, wiping her hands with a cloth. My smile faded, and I stopped twitching. I went inside and sat on one of three couches.
"Again.." I mumbled. My fingers ran through my hair, clenching, then releasing. "Irma, check the security cameras." I insisted, standing up. "If someone came to the door, we can find out who." Irma nodded, then shuffled off to the computer. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked over to see Zayn.
We followed Irma into the office, and she sat down at her computer. She typed some random stuff into computer at somewhat lightning speed, and I started worrying when I saw the black screen with white text. But Irma just clicked, typed, and worked away. Eventually we came to the p.o.v. of the security camera. We cheered, and she clicked on stuff, and went back to about noon or so. She played it forward, until we saw a car pull into the driveway, and someone came to the door. "Stop it." I said, and magnified the license plate on the car. "Ladies, we have person." Irma joked. We laughed. Except me.
This was no laughing matter.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN ABBY BEAR
11/16/13