anonymous POV

waking up is always the hardest part of any day. i pull my legs over the bed and head down to make my morning coffee. turning on the coffee i decide to turn on the television for a little added noise. the beeping of the coffee pot breaks my attention from the boring news that is on. pouring the coffee into the mug i can hear the news from the kitchen, "breaking news the members of One Direction are believed to be kidnapped." the mention of One Direction catches my attention and i walk into the living room hurriedly to see what they are saying.

"we've received footage of the members of the band and a family member of one of the boys who all appear to be restrained and bloodied. the following footage may be upsetting to some but we will not show the more graphic images."

as i watch as the screen turns to an image of one of the faces i know well being Liam, he has blood flowing from his chest. and black around his eyes. i gasp realizing its a possiblity that shes there. holding my breath as i continue to watch and wait for the inevitable that i know is coming. as i sit holding my breath the camera pans to a girl and a boy sitting beside each other.dropping my cup to the ground recognizing cadyn, both of their injuries are far worse than the rest. her lip is cut in two different places, her cheek is swollen and starting to turn purple, a gash above her eyebrow and blood on her chest and arms. i fear for her knowing theres nothing i can do in this moment to save her. just as another strike is given to her face the camera turns to the boy ive learned is harry as he screams and tries to break free of the bonds that are holding him. he continues to scream as another hit is given to her. making me wonder if this is about the two of them in some way or another, they look far worse than the rest.

watching this horrible footage i try to make out the room that they are in. its dirty and covered in graffiti. theres not much else you can see as the camera wont stay still long enough. you can hear a man and a woman talking well taunting them. as the man continues to talk i recognize his voice. id know it anywhere. i cant believe he took her. this was my worst fear over all. he would kill her and not think twice about it. i thought he died though. the police told me he died in that place. realization hits me "i know where they are" i say outloud more to myself. i grab my keys and run out to my car to take me to the airport and head to the last place i left that horrible man. The Asylum.

Notes

so sorry its taken me so long to update. alot has been happening at home so didnt have much time.