Chased Across the World
City of Light
Harry's POV:
"She's not out here guys. I know I saw them go down the alley." I growled. I couldn't help it. I was pissed off and worried. If I can't find her, how can I tell her that she isn't safe without us. She doesn't even know who she's running from!
"Alright, let's go back then." Liam sighed, giving in to what I've been saying for the past 10 minutes. We drove back to the alley, finding Niall and Zayn standing in the middle conversing. Why aren't they searching for her? I hopped from the car angrily, bearing down on them.
"Why the fuck are you just standing around?" I snapped, anger raging within my body. I have to find her. I have to keep her safe.
"Mate, we looked. She wasn't here." Niall said, eyes wide. I took a deep breath. Great. Of course she wasn't here. While we stopped to look, her and her friend kept running. God, why are we so stupid! I kicked the gravel angrily, though it really didn't help.
"Damn it!" I shouted at the no one in particular. We were so close, but she slipped through my fingers. I've got to find her. She needs to be protected. I don't even understand why they ran. Did they think we would take them back there? I would never do that to her! We didn't even have anything to do with the original thing. She doesn't know that though... My knees buckled beneath me, my bum hitting the ground. I didn't care. I ran my fingers through my curls roughly. I've got to find her.
We're her only chance.
I'm her only chance.
***
Jazmyne's POV:
"Please stop humming." I whispered pleadingly. We'd been on a train for an hour so far and the entire time Callie has not stopped humming or singing. She keeps alternating between the two. She stuck her tongue out at me, taking her headphones out of her ears.
"Then talk to me! I'm sooooo bored." She whined, cuddling up to me. I bit back a smile.
"If I do, will you stop?" She nodded eagerly like a puppy. "Will you get off me?" She fake glared at me before getting off my arm.
"That one's free." She winked, raising her eyebrows suggestively. I couldn't help but laugh, hearing her join in quickly. With tears of happiness in my eye, I leaned back in my seat, getting my breath slowly back under my control.
"I haven't laughed like that for a while." I muttered, hoping Callie wouldn't hear me. But she did. And pity was on her face. Why did I even say anything?
"What was it like in there?" She whispered, eyes glued to me. I turned my head away, observing the blurry trees and grass. It was easier than facing her sympathy.
"Terrible. Cold. Lonely." I mumbled. How do you describe your worst nightmare, your prison? What words can express how scary it was to be kidnapped, locked in a basement, and tied to a chair for a month? I'm still surprised that I can still move my arms after that.
"What happened?" Callie's words drifted through the fog that was my mind. I sniffled, rubbing my arms out of remembrance. I closed my eyes, flashes of what used to be popping into my brain.
***
"No, Cal, you don't understand. It's gonna die! Callie, you gotta help me. You gotta help, Callie, you gotta help. Help me." The words flooded from my mouth in a never-ending tidal wave of fear. I couldn't stop the mumbles. I barely heard the final beep of my dying phone or the powering-down music that always pisses me off or saw the room go officially pitch-black. None of it registered.
***
"Some secrets are better left alone Jasmyne. Something some people never learn."
***
"Do you know why you're here?" I stayed silent. Another slap came, this time to my right side. Only this one hurt even worse. I felt tears blur my vision, but I refused to let them fall. I would not cry over this.
***
Tears filled my eyes, but I refused to let Callie see. I refused to cry. There's no point now.
"I was tied to a chair for a month. I was hit and slapped. I was starved and left in a pitch black room. Mr. Carter, he-"
"WHAT?!" I'm honestly surprised she stayed silent this long. "Mr. Carter has to do with all this?"
I nodded quietly. "That motherfucker." She grumbled. I chuckled a bit.
"It was a nightmare Cal." Her hand fell on my shoulder.
"You'll never go through that again. Okay? I won't let you." I smiled gratefully, nodding to her words. But I was just going along with it. She can't protect me from all this. In my heart, I know he'll find me, whoever he is. It's just a matter of time.
"I'm going to get us some food. I'll be right back." I nodded, watching her as she got up and opened the door.
"Hey." I said, stopping her in her tracks. "Could ya wear a different shirt maybe?" Her gaze dropped, a smile spreading across her face. She shook her head teasingly, shutting the door as she left. I sighed, sinking down into the plush seat. Paris. I'm going to Paris. I've always wanted to go there, just under different circumstances.
It's the City of Light.
And after all the darkness I've been trapped in...
I think it'll be a nice relief.
"She's not out here guys. I know I saw them go down the alley." I growled. I couldn't help it. I was pissed off and worried. If I can't find her, how can I tell her that she isn't safe without us. She doesn't even know who she's running from!
"Alright, let's go back then." Liam sighed, giving in to what I've been saying for the past 10 minutes. We drove back to the alley, finding Niall and Zayn standing in the middle conversing. Why aren't they searching for her? I hopped from the car angrily, bearing down on them.
"Why the fuck are you just standing around?" I snapped, anger raging within my body. I have to find her. I have to keep her safe.
"Mate, we looked. She wasn't here." Niall said, eyes wide. I took a deep breath. Great. Of course she wasn't here. While we stopped to look, her and her friend kept running. God, why are we so stupid! I kicked the gravel angrily, though it really didn't help.
"Damn it!" I shouted at the no one in particular. We were so close, but she slipped through my fingers. I've got to find her. She needs to be protected. I don't even understand why they ran. Did they think we would take them back there? I would never do that to her! We didn't even have anything to do with the original thing. She doesn't know that though... My knees buckled beneath me, my bum hitting the ground. I didn't care. I ran my fingers through my curls roughly. I've got to find her.
We're her only chance.
I'm her only chance.
***
Jazmyne's POV:
"Please stop humming." I whispered pleadingly. We'd been on a train for an hour so far and the entire time Callie has not stopped humming or singing. She keeps alternating between the two. She stuck her tongue out at me, taking her headphones out of her ears.
"Then talk to me! I'm sooooo bored." She whined, cuddling up to me. I bit back a smile.
"If I do, will you stop?" She nodded eagerly like a puppy. "Will you get off me?" She fake glared at me before getting off my arm.
"That one's free." She winked, raising her eyebrows suggestively. I couldn't help but laugh, hearing her join in quickly. With tears of happiness in my eye, I leaned back in my seat, getting my breath slowly back under my control.
"I haven't laughed like that for a while." I muttered, hoping Callie wouldn't hear me. But she did. And pity was on her face. Why did I even say anything?
"What was it like in there?" She whispered, eyes glued to me. I turned my head away, observing the blurry trees and grass. It was easier than facing her sympathy.
"Terrible. Cold. Lonely." I mumbled. How do you describe your worst nightmare, your prison? What words can express how scary it was to be kidnapped, locked in a basement, and tied to a chair for a month? I'm still surprised that I can still move my arms after that.
"What happened?" Callie's words drifted through the fog that was my mind. I sniffled, rubbing my arms out of remembrance. I closed my eyes, flashes of what used to be popping into my brain.
***
"No, Cal, you don't understand. It's gonna die! Callie, you gotta help me. You gotta help, Callie, you gotta help. Help me." The words flooded from my mouth in a never-ending tidal wave of fear. I couldn't stop the mumbles. I barely heard the final beep of my dying phone or the powering-down music that always pisses me off or saw the room go officially pitch-black. None of it registered.
***
"Some secrets are better left alone Jasmyne. Something some people never learn."
***
"Do you know why you're here?" I stayed silent. Another slap came, this time to my right side. Only this one hurt even worse. I felt tears blur my vision, but I refused to let them fall. I would not cry over this.
***
Tears filled my eyes, but I refused to let Callie see. I refused to cry. There's no point now.
"I was tied to a chair for a month. I was hit and slapped. I was starved and left in a pitch black room. Mr. Carter, he-"
"WHAT?!" I'm honestly surprised she stayed silent this long. "Mr. Carter has to do with all this?"
I nodded quietly. "That motherfucker." She grumbled. I chuckled a bit.
"It was a nightmare Cal." Her hand fell on my shoulder.
"You'll never go through that again. Okay? I won't let you." I smiled gratefully, nodding to her words. But I was just going along with it. She can't protect me from all this. In my heart, I know he'll find me, whoever he is. It's just a matter of time.
"I'm going to get us some food. I'll be right back." I nodded, watching her as she got up and opened the door.
"Hey." I said, stopping her in her tracks. "Could ya wear a different shirt maybe?" Her gaze dropped, a smile spreading across her face. She shook her head teasingly, shutting the door as she left. I sighed, sinking down into the plush seat. Paris. I'm going to Paris. I've always wanted to go there, just under different circumstances.
It's the City of Light.
And after all the darkness I've been trapped in...
I think it'll be a nice relief.
Notes
Jazmyne's OutfitCallie's Outfit
Oooo Paris! I love that place. Never been there, but it sounds like fun! :)
1. What will happen in Paris?
2. Will Harry find her?
3. Will the guy on the phone find her?
Please tell me what you are thinking, what your predicting!!!
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Izzy <3
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1/25/14