I Got KIdnapped By 1D!

"Don't even bother, you won't escape, might as well surrender." I noticed that he had a different accent compared to the other guy, he sounded more Irish then British. I didn’t have time to answer because they were all charging towards me, one of them grabbed me, he put one hand on my waist and one on my mouth so I couldn’t scream, I screamed anyway, I didn’t care if it came out muffled, I just wanted someone to hear me. I was thrashing around in his hands, until someone grabbed my feet and were tying them together, I couldn’t move my feet anymore, whoever tied them did a great job. I was still screaming, and I think whoever was holding me got annoyed because he said

"Ni the cloth" I didn't need to be a master mind to know what 'the cloth' meant, they were gonna drug me!


10. The Escape

I Got Kidnapped By 1D!


CHAPTER 10: The Escape


Angel's POV


I woke up, and slowly opened my eyes. I was still in the same room in the cabin, where my kidnappers live. I was some how hoping that all that was a dream and I would wake up in my room where I would see the familiar and warming purple swirly wallpaper of my room, my alarm clock would beep signalling me that I had school, I would shut it off annoyed, roll over and head back to sleep. My mom would come up and yell at me to get up because I would be late for school. I would do as I was told, so that she would stop screaming. I would take a shower, dress up, and get ready for school. Then I would go downstairs to eat breakfast with my family, and once 7:30 rolled around, Linda my bus driver would beep her horn signalling that she was outside, I would kiss my mom and dad goodbye, board the bus and sit beside my best friend Emma. We would talk and text on our phone the whole ride to school, and once we got to school we would start our school day. After school ended I would head home and either hang out with my friends, spend time with my family, or have some relaxation and alone time for myself.


But I wont be doing that now, I don’t think I'll ever be doing that again, I'll just be here, forced to stay in this cabin against my own will with the strangers who kidnapped me. I wont be able to hang out with my friends anymore, spend time with my family, or live my life the way I want. I'll just be here… stuck. I started crying, just thinking about my old life, and knowing that I might not see that life ever again, I'll always be here, getting hurt, drugged, beat up, knocked out and who knows what else, every day I spend here. I cried even harder, thinking about all the horrible things that’s happened since I got kidnapped, getting cornered and knocked out in the alley, Zayn beating me up, Harry drugging me, the effects of the drugs, and all the violence I've seen from these boys.


You know what? No. I wont take that. I WILL get out of here some how, I just have to find some type of escape route. And when I do escape, I'll run, just run as much as my legs can take me, and hopefully I'll be able to get away and see my family and friends again. Escape route… escape route… where can I escape? I pondered my head for some type of escape route, then remembered… the washroom. There was a small window that could fit my body, if I could just get up there, and get it open without the boys catching me, I'll be able to get away, and be… free. Just thinking about freedom got me even more determined to get out of this place. I wiped the tears from my eyes, and willed my self not to cry anymore. I don’t want to be a weakling who cries all the time, NO. I will be strong, and I will escape. I WILL. I owe it to my family. They already lost a daughter, their not losing their other and only one left.


I was going to get up and off the bed, but then I felt something around my waist, it stopped me from getting up. I looked down at my waist and noticed it was an arm. My heartbeat raced, no…no, not again! Who could possibly be sleeping beside me this time?! Apparently these boys made it a habit to always have someone sleep beside me, and have me waking up to a guy in my bed, giving me a heart attack. I slowly, turned my body, not wanting to wake up whoever was beside me. And I came face to face with…Louis. Oh thank god! I'm fine with Louis and maybe Liam, but anyone else, I would freak. I turned around so that I was lying down on my back, and I gently picked up Louis' arm off my waist so that I could get away. I gently put his arm down on his side and started to slowly get up. But then he started to stir. I froze and my breath hitched, feeling that if I made the slightest sound or movement, he would wake up. Thankfully he just rolled onto his other side, no longer facing me. I let out a sigh of relief, then started to slowly get off the bed again without making a sound or waking him.


As I slowly started to get off the bed, it would make a squeaking sound, and I would glance at Louis whenever it did, just to make sure he was still asleep. I managed to get off the bed without him waking, once I was standing on the floor and looking down at the bed where I used to be, I pumped my fist in the air and let out a silent 'YES!' before I proceeded with my escape plan. I turned around and silently tiptoed to the washroom. The floor boards creaked under my feet, and I would do a quick glance at Louis to make sure he was still asleep. Thankfully he was a heavy sleeper, and he didn’t hear any of the sounds that I made. I was now in front of the washroom door, I placed my hand on the door knob, and started to slowly turn the knob, I let out a sigh of relief as I heard the satisfying click of the door knob, signalling I got the door open. I started to slowly open the door, hoping it wont be squeaky, and thankfully, I got it open, squeak free. I stole one last glance at Louis, to see he was still asleep, and he was. I stepped into the washroom, and looked up at the window. It looked like a basement window, so it wasn’t too big, good thing I was petite for my age so I would probably fit through it. There was also a ledge that I could lift myself up on, and since I used to do gymnastics, that wont be a problem for me. I walked over to the window, it was by the sink which was a good thing so I could step on the sink so that it would give me a boost to get up onto the window. I stood on the sink so I could reach the window, I held the latch, praying it was unlocked. My prayer was answered when I unlatched the window and got it open. The fresh air came rushing in, hitting me in the face and blowing my hair. The night air actually felt good, it was cool against my skin, not freezing cold, but a comforting cold. I grabbed a hold of the ledge, and hoist myself up.  I got the upper half of my body out of the window, and now my legs were dangling on the inner side of the window. I grabbed a hold of the ground, pulling at the dirt, so that my whole body could get through the window. I FINALLY got my body through the window, and I was now on my belly on the ground. I stood up and dusted myself off, I looked at my surroundings.


I was in the middle of a forest and it was nearly night, the sun was just about to set, and the sky was painted with pinks, oranges, yellows and a hint of blue. It was absolutely beautiful, I would have stayed and admired the sky some more, but realized I was on an escape mission. Wait a sec… I'm  on an escape mission and I just got out, I'm  on the outside, with no one watching me and I could run and head home. OMG!! I'm  outside and I can escape! I can finally see my family and friends again! Realization suddenly hit me and it felt good to have hope again, when I was in the cabin, I though I would never get out. But look at me now, on the outside with no one watching me, I can escape, get the hell away from this horrid place, and away from these boys. As quickly as realization hit me, I fled, I started running like there was no tomorrow, there wont be if the boys caught me. I didn’t exactly know where I was going, but knowing that with each step I took led me away from the cabin and the boys, made me happy, so I didn’t really care where I was going, just getting away from the cabin was good enough for me. I kept running through the forest for who knows how long, my legs were aching and threatening to collapse from underneath me, and my lungs were on fire begging for air. I didn’t stop though, I just kept running and running. The sky was dark now, the sun no where in sight. But the moon and the stars were out shining brightly in the sky, giving me enough light to see my way through the forest. There were sounds to be heard all over the place, owls hooting echoing all over the forest, little animals scurrying about on the forest floor, insects buzzing about, all these sounds gave me quite the creeps actually. The sounds that stood out the most was the sounds of my feet crunching the ground underneath, my ragged breathing, and the sound of my fast beating heart, pounding in my ears.  I don’t know where I was, or how long I've been running for, but I finally had to stop. I stopped running, and collapsed onto the ground on my back, gasping for air. I was REALLY tired from all that running, it drained all the energy out of me, and I was actually staring to doze off. The wind picked up, blowing cool air onto my face, the ground felt soft underneath my body, like a bed. And the dim light of the moon and the stars was comforting, so were the sounds of the forest, the different creatures of the night singing their own individual song, like a lullaby. I found my eyelids too heavy to keep open, so they fluttered shut, and soon I was engulfed in darkness.


I awoke to the feeling of someone shaking me awake. I opened my eyes, and it landed on a girl. She had brown eyes, and long wavy dark brown hair. She was really pretty, the kind of girl you would see on the cover of some fashion magazine, and she had a great figure that I was totally jealous of. Although she was beautiful she looked really tired and dirty. There were dark and very prominent circles under her eyes, her physical figure looked really tired, her hair was all messy and was veiled with dirt and leaves. Wait… where was I? and why was there a girl staring at me?


"Uhm… hi. Are you alright?" she asked me concerned. Who was this girl? And why was she in the boys cabin?


"What? How are you here? How did you get into the boys cabin?" I asked her. Now it was her who looked at me confused. She raised an eyebrow at me like I was a crazy person.


"What are you talking about? Were not in a cabin. Were in the middle of the woods, in the middle of the night. I would tell you how I got here, but its quite a long story…" that’s when it hit me. I wasn’t in the boys cabin anymore! I was free because I escaped! Oh. My. Gosh. I can go home!


"You have to help me. I need to get out of here. I need to see my family again and tell them that I'm  alive and ok. Their probably freaking out right now, wondering where in the world I've disappeared to. Please… I need to get out of here before they find me again." I explained to her in a big rush. She looked at me with wide perplexed eyes.


"Um… I'm  sorry, I don’t know what your talking about, but… we cant get out of here. The woods stretch out, for I don’t know how far. I've tried for quite some time to get out, but to no avail. I'm  sorry." She apologised, her eyes sad. She must have been in these woods for quite a while then.


"How long have you been in these woods?" I whispered, my voice saddened and a bit surprised.


"Ermm… about 2 weeks maybe. I've been surviving with little nuts I find around these woods, the ones that are safe and edible of course. And I also found a little pond that I drink water from. I know it cant be that safe, but I kind of didn’t have a choice. I also made myself a little shelter." She said, her eyes clearly sad. The poor girl, I wonder how she ended up here in the first place.


"Oh… I'm  sorry. But if I may ask, how did you end up here in the first place anyway?" I asked her.


"Its kind of a long story."

"We've got time. But only if you want to." I didn’t want to push her to talk about something she wasn’t comfortable talking about.


"No its ok, I'm fine telling you." She assured me. "But I'm warning you, it isn’t a happy tale to tell." She warned.


"Its fine, I'm not a fan of happy tales anyway. I got so used to the unhappy ones…" I said as I thought about the boys and all the previous events that’s happened. She raised her eyebrows, probably questioning what I meant by that. But she just shrugged it off and dove into her story.


"Uhm… so I should probably start by telling you that I had a boyfriend. I thought that he was the nicest person in the world and that he would never ever hurt me…" she started, her eyes glazing over with tears threatening to spill. "…he was the kind of guy who would do anything to make you smile, make you feel beautiful and would always make sure you were safe. One day, he just started acting completely different. He started mistreating me and hurting me. This continued for about a month. Of course a week after that started happening I tried breaking up with him, but he only hurt me more, and told me that he owned me, and that I could never break up with him." She said as a tear rolled down her face. She hastily wiped it away, then continued. "Then one day, he turned up at my door and told me that he wanted to take me on a picnic in the woods, and apologise for everything hes done. Being the careless person I am, I agreed. He drove me to the woods and walked me deep into it. Then when he told me to go look at something by a bush, when I turned around, he was gone. He had left me here, probably to die." She concluded as she completely burst into tears, not being able to hold in her pain any longer. I felt so sorry for her. She didn’t deserve to be treated like that d*ck treated her. I immediately engulfed her in a hug, and rubbed her back to calm her down.


"shhh… its ok, its ok." I shushed her, getting her to calm down. Once she calmed down, she pulled away and wiped her tears away, seeming ashamed.


"I-I'm  s-sorry. I'm  such a weakling for crying like that. That’s what Bryan always said anyway…" she sniffled and looked down.


"Don’t be. You have every right to cry like that, no ones blaming you, and crying isn’t a bad thing. Although that d*ck Bryan, doesn’t deserve your tears. You shouldn’t waist your time crying over someone who's clearly not worth it. Cry over cuts and stitches, not bastards and bitches." I told her. She looked up at me, and I saw that she had a small smile on her face. I guess my words cheered her up a bit.


"Thanks…uh…" she trailed off, not knowing my name.


"Angelina, but you can call me Angel, everyone does." Yeah, everyone, including the boys. I thought sadly.


"Thanks Angel, I'm  Carolina. Now its my turn to ask. Why did you say you had to escape so badly?" she questioned. I took a deep breath. Should I tell her that I was kidnapped by 5 boys, escaped, and now their probably hunting me? She might freak out and leave me here all by myself. But I really want her company, it feels good to be with another girl, considering I've spent so long in that cabin full of boys.


"ermm… if I tell you. You have to promise not to freak out, and most importantly, please don’t leave me." I pleaded her. She looked at me as if she were debating whether she should agree or not. She finally came up with a conclusion and nodded.


"I promise." I took a deep breath before I told her my story. I explained about the boys kidnapping me, and the things they did when I was in the cabin. Then finally how I escaped and why I needed to get out of here fast. I finally concluded my story, and when I looked at Carolina, she was completely shocked. "oh, my, gosh… that so awful. You poor thing. I cant believe I thought my story was so awful, but compared to yours… I cant possibly imagine…" she trialed off, her eyes wide.


"Its alright. Its clear we both had our share of horrible events in our lives. I just want to forget about everything and talk like a normal teenage girl would talk. So… I just ADORE your dress! Where did you get it?' I asked, over exaggerating my interest for it. Although it was a really nice dress. It was white at the top, that hugged her upper body perfectly, then the bottom of the dress flowed out. The front of the dress was short and ended just above the knee, and the back was long, and it touched the ground, the colour was sky blue. Carolina laughed.


"I got it from Forever 21. Its like my favourite store, I get almost all my clothes from there." She smiled. I smiled back, liking how our conversation took a turn from awful back stories to casual girl talk. From then on, we talked about random girl stuff. From boys, to fashion, to makeup and so on. Then soon enough, we both laid down on the ground and fell asleep from exhaustion.



A/N Hey! I hoped you like this chapter! So I added in a new character. Its Carolina (a.k.a. Irishlover1) you'll see why she's in the story soon enough! Oooh, Angel's escaped! Will the boys find her? Who knows? Oh wait, me! Hehe, sorry, I'm  so evil! >:D please VOTE, SUBSCRIBE and COMMENT!! Remember, I'll be posting next Friday. Thanks guys!



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