Captured

Sam’s P.O.V

“His name is Drake. And he didn’t do this I just tripped. Now please leave it alone. Please let me go.”

I try and fight back the tears that were trying to fight their way to the surface. I want to tell him everything but I can’t. I want to be with him but that would mean putting his life in more danger. I ran off toward the green room looking for the package that had been delivered by Drake. But first I need to find my pistol. I remember hearing it being dropped in the green room. Sure enough I find it in the vase by the door. Fucking lovely the fuckass decided to put my pistol in water, looking again I find my knife that he took and stabbed me with. Now I really wanted him dead. These were my favorite weapons, since I got the pistol from my grandpa, who was killed last year by the group we were dealing with. And the knife was my favorite because my mom gave it to me when I graduated from the school. She knew what the school was and what they did, she went through it herself.
I begin to look for the package that had slipped under the coach. It wasn’t a surprise when I didn’t find it there. I figured that the security team had found it. Wouldn’t they have given it to me when I woke up? What about the janitors they would have it most likely. Then again they would have given it to me already as well. Then it hit me I had my laptop connected to the security cameras footage thanks to Rachel. I quickly punch in the passwords and click on today’s recording and skip back to earlier. Damn I really did get tossed around more than I thought, I mused while watching the film. What do ya know I really did hit Drake. I smile and think that really had to hurt. I continued watching as Louis came in and stayed with me until the security guys came and took me away. Then he started to clean. So unlike Louis but then again he was probably thinking of the other lads not wanting them to see the mess.
I was so wrapped up in thinking how nice Louis was for thinking of the other lads that I nearly missed the fact he now had the package in his hand. Damn it Lu don’t open the package please don’t open the package, was all I could think and was hoping while watching the film. Fear took over when I saw that Louis took the package and opened it.
“Damn it Lu you just made my job harder.” I thought out loud.

Louis P.O.V

After the performance I head back to the green room with the package that I found tucked in my jacket. I heard Niall practically shouting at Sam demanding to know what happened to her arm. Damn it he found out that she was tossed around. I hear Sam’s response saying she just tripped and fell on the glass table. Well she was telling the truth halfway at least. I saw that her laptop was open and on the page of the security cameras so I took a peek at what happened for real while I waited for the security team to show up.
I notice that Sam is fighting really hard to fight back tears. Whatever Niall said to her has broken something inside her. She looks like she is about to say something, but decides to just answer who the guy was and then she asked to be let go. Sam then takes off running to the green room. Niall just watches dumbfounded as she leave. I follow Sam in hopes she will reveal the truth about everything or at least something of a truth. I wanted answers about the package and where she learned to fight. Though I knew that I wasn’t going to get them out of her directly. I had no choice but to follow her. And I wanted to tell her to go toy with someone else’s heart instead of Niall’s. He could get so annoying talking about her. but oh well such is life when one of us finds a girl we fancied
I wound my way to the green room trying to not be noticed by her. With very large amounts of luck I manage to follow without being caught by anyone. Once again I find myself hiding out of sight near the green room. Sam picked something out of the vase next to the door. Was that a gun? When did she carry a gun? Looking back to her I saw her also pull out a knife, or more importantly the knife that was used to stab her. Was that whole thing with her ex a sham to get attention? No it couldn’t have been she really was injured, she wouldn’t purposely injure herself, or have someone do it. That I know for a fact. Soon as she is in the room I sneak to the door that was left ajar slightly. I can hear her muttering to herself things like, “where is that damn packet. I really am going to Drake if he ruined my knife and pistol.” I try to not laugh at the situation although it was funny to hear her talk to herself. Opening the door a little more I could see her sitting on the couch with her laptop. The laptop light up and she typed in a few things rather quickly. I guess she found the security camera feed. It funny to be around when she is watching something on her laptop since she doesn’t know she is saying things out loud just like now. I couldn’t help myself I simply had to laugh a little. I can see why Niall would like to be with Sam. She was charming, gorgeous, and had weird little quirks.
I am brought back out of my thoughts when I hear her say my name. I guess it time to make my presents known to her. I practically burst through the door, demanding to know what was going on. And what did she mean by “make my job harder”. However things went differently than I would have imagined. She moved at a blinding speed to shut the door, lock it, and shove me roughly down on the couch. All I could think was fuck this is not what should happen. I should be the one who is in control here. Then again Sam does have a pistol and a knife. If the security cameras were anything to go off of she is one hell of a shot even when fighting to remain conscious.
So for now I would simply have to let her be the one in control.

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