Kidnapping Rachel

Mute by choice, seems weird, right? In the world of Rachel Vahn things are complicated, and broken. She's sick, and untreated. She's abused by her father. Her mom has been dead for years, and now Rachel has had enough. Things take a turn for weird when Rachel is kidnapped by the world's biggest heartthrobs, One Direction.

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10. Chapter 10

Rachel

I awoke with an ear-splitting scream erupting about the room. I sat up and clutched the duve to my chest. Liam, Louis, and Niall appeared in the doorway. That's when I noticed that Niall wasn't in the bed beside me. Liam had a golf club in his grasp, held in a striking pose, where Louis had a pillow, and Niall had a sandwich.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Niall asked worriedly.

My eyes went between Niall and the other two boys. I quickly got up off of the bed and onto the floor, where I curled in a ball to await my rightful punishment for awaking the boys. If Liam were to assult me with his weapon, I would want to protect my vital organs. I buried my face in my knees and anticipated the worse. The sound of soft and gentle footsteps approaching me pricked my ears.

"Hun, Are you okay?" Niall's accent flowed over the words he whispered.

I nodded my head 'yes' as I flinched at his soft touch on my shoulder. I never heard Harry's and Zayn's sinicle laughter, it was fake, I never spoke to Niall, I haven't yet revealed my name. I was still an unknown identity to them. I heard more footsteps padding down the hallway, and stiffened at the gruff voice of Harry.

"What the bloody hell is going on?" He half-shouted.

I tensed up and tried to make my position as a human ball more secure.

"Calm down, mate. We're not sure." Louis said, trying to defuse an angry, sleep deprived Harry.

"No, that attention whore just woke the whole house up." Harry yelled in reply.

I shook in fear, tears invouluntarily seeping through my tightly closed eyes. More footsteps in the hall, and a new voice broke through the tension.

"Is everything okay?" Zayn said groggily, directing the question in my direction.

I took in a shaky sigh, and sank back to the corner.

"Mates, go back to bed, I've got this." Zayn said with a sigh.

The boys obliged happily, and went their seperate ways.

Zayn entered the room fully and shut the door behind him. I sank further back into the corner as I heard him advance towards me. I was now stuck in a room with one of my least favorite people. I knew nothing about him, he was an unpredictable human being that knew how to harm me. He hated me, why is he putting on this act of concern?

"I'm sorry." He said, ripping me from my thoughts.

My head snapped towards him, my red and puffy eyes full of shock. His facial expression was full of sincerity. I nodded my head in acceptance as he sat on the foot of the bed, as I remained on the floor.

The next words that fell from his mouth shocked me greatly. Words that I never expected to hear, especially not from him.

 

(A/N: Hello, fellow directioners! I'm feeling like shit today, but I thought you guys deserve an update! I know it's not the best I can do, but I tried. I need ideas from you guys! What should happen? When should she talk? Also, who should she talk to? Even though she already told Zayn and Harry off. Hah. anyways, comment, love you all! xoxoxox ~SammyBear)

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