They own me

They own me, they can do whatever they want with me, they can kill me, they can rape me, they can burn me. I'm owned by One Direction!


3. Abducted

With hindsight, I know that they for long time stood and watched me. I sat in my thoughts and wasn't aware of the five guys. They had talked about what they thought about me and gazed my face. I fit in with everyone's liking and they chose me. I didn't feel elected, but maybe that another girl had felt different?


When I went out to my bike they followed me. They went after and they were waiting for the right moment to strike. I had no idea of ​​their presence, and I didn't care about the fact that my bike stood in the shade. It was getting dark outside and no people wandering around the streets. I was alone when I arrived to the bike and I put the bag in the bin. I locked up and right as it was, I felt two pairs of arms grab my waist. Someone took a hood over my head and I was dragged towards a car. I understood it was a minivan when they threw me in, and tied my hands and feet.
"What the hell are you doing?" I screamed but none of them cared. They worked quickly and in the end, I heard car doors slam. I heard that the bus rolled away.


Someone held me and I felt that another person was sitting on my legs. I had panic but I didn't dare to scream. Instead, I did everything so that they would release me. I tried to move on my body and be free from some ones arms. They didn't care. I heard they chatted quietly and I didn't understand what they wanted. Why did they kidnapped me, or would they kill me?
"You have the wrong person!" I got out of me, but no one answered. "My name is Kim and my parents aren't rich., You will not get money from them!"
"Quiet!" someone hissed in my ear and directly, I was cold all over. Who were they?


The bus stopped, the doors opened and someone lifted me up. I heard he carried me indoors and then I was slung in a bed. I started crying when they left me alone. My hands were still tied together behind my back and it hurt. My legs ached and I couldn't get air. It wasn't because  the hood but that I almost fainted. I didn't understand what happened or why?


I don't know for how long I lay there in bed. I had no idea if I fell asleep or if I was awake the whole time. My thoughts spun around and I felt hopeless. I thought about screaming, but something told me that it wouldn't help.


They came back into the room and seemed to gather around the bed. Someone pulled off my hood, but it was too dark for me to see their face. I realized that I was stuck and that they wouldn't let me go home.
"Perfect!" I heard a voice say. "We made a bargain today!"
I swallowed, wondering what they were talking about.
"Why did you kidnap me?" I got out of me, but no one answered my question. Instead, one of them began to release my feet.
"You can't escape!" he said. "When we have released you, you must obey us. Otherwise, it may happen that we will not be kind to you!"

I didn't dare say anything. Instead, it became my feet free and then my hands. I stayed in bed and didn't know what I would do or say.
"You are chosen!" said someone. "You are one of the few that may be with us!"
I swallowed
"And what are you then? Kings?"
He laughed
"Tomorrow you will find out. Now get some sleep and be sure to rest., It will be a long day tomorrow!"


As soon as they had left the room, I jumped out of bed. I went to the window and discovered grate outside. I couldn't escape. I looked around and noticed that there weren't any lights. I was scared and I felt unsure of what I would expect. I heard voices outside the door and a woman's voice. Who was she and who were they? I was sure that they wanted money from my dad to let me free. But why then was I chosen? Maybe they were going to kidnap mom first?


I lay in the end down in bed with my clothes on. I lay a long time listening to all the new sounds before I fell asleep. I was hoping that it was just a dream and I would wake up from it. I would wake up in my bed and my mom would come in to me. "Time to get up!" I promised myself that I would hug her and then tell you about the dream. Mom might not listen, but I wanted to tell her.

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