All We Need Is Love ♦A 1D & 5SOS Adoption Story♦
The huge cement door slammed. My kidnapper, also known as my dad, had gone for his third victim. I managed to stand up and stumble around a little.
"What are you doing?" Liv asked.
"Looking for a key or something!" I stated. "I will break us out."
"Don't get hurt!" She exclaimed.
"He won't be back for a couple of days," I said.
"Why?" She asked.
"I've tapped into his plans," I said. "He's going to go to a club tonight and tomorrow, get drunk, fly to Australia-"
"FLY! WHERE ARE WE?" Liv shrieked
"New York." I said.
"How do you KNOW all of this?" She asked.
I tapped my head. "Never under estimate an 11 year-old."
I continued rummaging around for a key or something. I ran into the computer room he had set up. One of his phones were on GPS, and he had accidently taken that one. I had him located at a local hotel. I found a paper clip and decided to take it, just in case I couldn't find a key. I ran out of the computer room back into the main room.
"Did you find a key?" Liv asked excitedly. She must've saw the paper clip.
"No, but I found a paper clip." I said. "That should work, too."
I ran over to the door. It turns out it doesn't actually have a lock, just a burglar bar. How stupid does this man think we are? I removed the bar.
"GOT IT!" I screamed to Liv.
"Yeah," I said, lowering my voice as I approached her. "It's only a burglar bar."
"How stupid does he think we are?" She commented.
"I thought the same thing!" I stated. "One sec,"
I ran back to the computer room to check the GPS.
He was coming back.
"Liv! He's on his way back!" I said, running to her. "Are you ready?"
Her head was cut, so were her arms and legs, and she was badly bruised.
"No," She answered. "Go without me."
I stood in my front lawn, talking to the police. My face was red from screaming her name, over and over again. She was nowhere to be seen. Or found.
"When was the last time you saw her?" I was asked.
"At breakfast this morning." I explained. "Then she went back up to her room. When I called her downstairs for lunch, she didn't come or answer. I ran upstairs to check on her, but she wasn't there. Her window was open, so I'm assuming she was taken."
"Alright," An officer said. "Do you mind if we check out her room?"
"No sir, go right ahead." I answered.
They walked up to her room. About 20 minutes later, I met them in the living room.
"It seems she was taken by someone, someone with similar D.N.A."
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