Remember Me

Jordan's POV-
In the middle of studying I got a call from Harry. Answering I said "Hello?"
"Jordan, Lauren's g-gone." He breathed out.
"What you lost her?" I screeched.
"No. No she went to bed, then I heard a crash so I went to check on her and the window was broken and she was gone. But earlier in the day she told me that people were trying to kill her cause she saw a murder one day." He quickly explained.
"What do we do?" I asked.
"Come over and we'll set up a search party?" He suggested.
"Ok, text me your address and I'll be over soon." I sighed hanging up. Grabbing my keys, coat and GPS I started my journey.

Arriving at the address I knocked on the front door and a blonde boy answered. "Hi, can I help you?" He asked sweetly.
"Yeah does Harry live here?" I asked.
"Um yeah?" He said turning his head shouting "Harry, come to the door."
"Hey Jordan!" He smiled opening the door wider to let me in. "Niall this is Jordan one of Lauren's good friends, Jordan this is Niall one of my best mate." He introduced us.
"Hi." I shyly said.
"Hello." He responded.
"We'll aquaint yourselfs since you'll be a search team." Harry said smirking.
Shaking my head we were assigned a part of town to search taking my car we drove and talked about ourselfs. Driving up and down the dark streets slowly Niall pointed out to the distance. Driving closer it was just walker. So we kept driving looking through allies and abandoned building till the wee hours of the morning.

Lauren's POV-
Waking up I was greeted by cement walls, trying a sit up my fatigued body wouldn't move sighing I lied their for hours wondering if anyone would come, or if anyone was looking for me. On que the door flew open revealing a big burly man, he was gripping a whip in one hand and knife in the other, with a pistol in a holster at his side. He strode over to me stroking my face saying "Your a fighter aye? Never thought you'd see day again did you? Well you'll wish you didn't." I winced as the memories flooded my mind from the night before, he stepped back two steps, pulled the whip back and threw it down upon my bare body. Time after time my body became raw as I felt a warm liquid roll over my cold skin. Finally setting the whip down he strutted over again and pulled out the knife, running it along his finger he drew blood. Licking his finger to rid it of blood he took the knife and pressed it firmly against the flesh of my face as he whispered "Pretty little thing, the things I want to do to you..." Screaming out in agony and pure hatred he pressed it deeper into my skin. My vision became fuzzy as he continued the path of the knife down my body. Swallowing loudly the man jumped as the door flew open revealing a blonde boy, gun drawn ready to shoot. Behind him was the blonde girl from the hospital.
"Let her go now or I shoot." The blonde boy said sternly.
Pressing the gun barrel to my head my kidnapper replied slyly "You shoot, she's died." The blonde girl walked away returning minutes later with multiple people dressed in navy blue uniforms with their guns drawn. Moving the blonde boy back I could see the uniformed men converse with the man keeping me at gunpoint. Black splotches invaded my vision as a piercing sound rung through my ears and pain present in my upper leg, screaming out in pain everything went black.

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