Heidi POV (9 years old)

“Mummy? Daddy?” I called as I skipped up the stairs however I got no reply. Where were they? I tried calling them again but I still got no reply. Did they leave me on my own at home? I frown as I reach the top. Maybe they are in their room?

I slowly walk up to their room and gently tap on the closed door a few times. I waited for a moment but shrugged to myself when I got no reply. I guess they weren’t in their room. I let myself into their room and quietly shut the door behind me. I smiled smugly to myself. I was never allowed in mummy and daddy’s room without their permission first which I found a bit strange. This gave me a chance to explore the room bit more.

I walked up to their closet and looked around. Mummy had such pretty clothes! When I get bigger I want to share some of her clothes! There were way too many clothes in here so I decide to leave the closet for now.

I turn around and look around the room. I saw the door for their bathroom half open. I had always wished I had a bathroom in my room but mummy and daddy never let me. I pouted to myself. I don’t think there was anything in there so I walked passed it.

Maybe there was something under their bed? I always kept my secrets under my bed so they probably did too. I walked over to their unmade bed and got onto my hands and knees and peeked under. I could see something! I quickly reached out my hand under the bed and grasped hold of the mysterious item and pulled it out eagerly.

It was a smallish box with a lid on it. I wonder what’s inside. I clapped my hands in happiness before removing the lid off of the box.

I frowned to myself as I looked inside the box. There were lots of small jars of colourful…pills? Were mummy and daddy ill and this was their medicine? I picked up one of the jars and shook it in between my fingers. They looked…different? I put the jar back into the box still frowning at all of the different pills.

There was also a small bag behind all of the jars. It looked strange as I grasped hold of it and held it up to my eyes. There was this weird white powder in it. Huh? What is this for? Is this also medicine? I shake the bag of powder around but it does nothing.
Just as I was about to put the bag back in its box with the jars, I noticed a small label on the front with writing on it.

I squinted my eyes to try to read the small writing. It read…..

Cocaine?


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I quickly shut my eyes as I entered the room and shut the door QUIETLY behind me. I really did not want to get caught otherwise Harry would probably murder me since he’s in a pissy mood.

Should I open my eyes?

No.

Yes.

No.

Yes.

No.

Ah fuck it….

I slowly open my eyes and blink a few times to try to get used to the new light again and honestly I was beyond shocked with what I saw. I don’t know how many times I have said that since I moved back here.

This whole room was filled with loads and I mean LOADS of different weapons. There were weapons all around me. On the black half peeled off walls, on tables, on chairs, on the floor just everywhere….

What did Zayn need with all of these weapons? I mean yeah he’s in a gang and all but would he really need that many weapons?

I slowly walked over to the table nearest me being careful not to trip on the weapons scattered across the floor. Wow there were sooo many.

There was a weird knife thingy with a jagged point which looked cool so I carefully picked it up feeling its weight. Wow! It was quite heavy for such a small object! I made a few slashing movements with it.

Back in Cali, I used to do self-defence with a few weapons to let all of my anger out so yes I do know how to fight! I was actually pretty good too!

I put the knife back down in its place being careful not to knock anything over. There was also this weird grenade looking thing next to it. I decided not to pick it up. Knowing me, I would probably accidently set it off and blow up the entire place…

All of these weapons looked so….cool? Maybe I could “borrow” one for the time being? I mean it would be useful as I did get kidnapped and all and I know how to fight. It’s not like Zayn would notice its missing! I couldn’t possibly remember all of the weapons here could he?

I reached out and grabbed that cool knife thing again and bent down to shove it in my shoe. It looked cool ok?! Should I get a gun? Where would I put it? Hmm…

It may just be able to fit in my jeans I suppose. I looked around the table to find a badass but smallish gun that would fit in my jeans. BINGO!

It was awesome! I stared at it in awe. I’m so fucked up….

I quickly lifted up my jumper slightly and shoved the small gun into my jeans before pulling my jumper back down again to cover it up. Perfect! I’m glad I decided to wear something baggy today!

However, as soon as I had done that I heard something. It was so quiet that If I wasn’t so alert right now, I would have completely missed it. I turned on my heel, with a frown etched on my face, in the direction in which the sound came from.

I found myself staring at a black….curtain? I definitely would have missed that curtain if I was not so alert. It blended in so well with the black walls.

I carefully made my way up to it before I found myself face to face with it. Should I open it?

Well I made it this far…so why not? It couldn’t get any worse than this could it?

I cautiously reached my arms up and grasped hold of the end of the curtain. I took a deep breath before pulling it across.

I was suddenly met by a pair of TERRIFIED grey eyes. She looked around my age and her hands seemed to be cuffed to the back of the chair she was sitting on. Drips of sweat was forming on her brow and I could see tears continuously pouring down her cheeks. She also had thick tape on her mouth to prevent her from screaming.

Holy shit….

Zayn was keeping this poor girl hostage..?

I’m sure Harry and the rest of the gang are aware of this too.

I slapped my hand over my mouth in horror as I noticed a big gnash on her left leg. It looked like a knife wound.

Oh…My….God…

They were no better than the Rival gang!

Sick heartless bastards!

I have to help her and save my tears and anger for later. I gulp before speaking to her.

“It’s ok, I’m not going to hurt you.” I say as calmly as possible while raising my hands in the air.
She visibly relaxes but I can still see the fear in her eyes.

“Ok. I’m going to take the tape off of your mouth but you can’t scream ok? I’m trying to help you.” I say while dropping my hands.

She slowly nods her head and I take this as a cue to remove the tape.

I peel it off slowly trying not to cause her any pain. She winces slightly as I remove the final end off.

She takes a few short pants before looking at me with urgency in her eyes.

“You have to get me out of here. Those guys are crazy!” she croaks out. My heart shatters as I look at this poor broken girl in front of me. Of course I am going to help her somehow!

“Ok let me uncuff you ok?” I ask. She nods her head again and I move over behind her trying to find a way to uncuff her.

However, just as I was about to grasp the knife hidden in my left boot, the door slams open and in comes a very pissed off Harry with Zayn and some other dude with brown hair.

Oh shit….I’m so fucked right now….

Notes

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