The Life I Never Imagined

~Chapter Fifty~

Anne's POV

I haven't gotten a blink of sleep since I discovered Abby's absence. I was very tired, but how can a mother sleep at a time like this! I contacted Harry, hoping he would know about her whereabouts. I forced him to spill everything about what Abby had told him. I couldn't believe it. My poor baby girl was in danger and she didn't even tell me. I'm officially the worst mother on planet Earth. She has now been kidnapped TWICE, and I have not a clue of what to do. 

Abigail's POV

No. It can't be Niall, he's on tour right now and he doesn't even know where I am. I'm definitely hallucinating. I blame it on the lack of water. Stupid Max.

I shook my head and attempted to fall asleep. Another noise startled me. It was the same figure that was there at the window just a minute ago. I rubbed my eyes trying to clear my vision. I stood up and walked towards the small window to confirm my thoughts. It was definitely Niall, but what was he doing here? He could get killed!

He tried to communicate with me using hand gestures. It was almost impossible to try to figure out what he wanted to say, seeing it was dark outside and the window was dirty. I think he said he would call the authorities, but he would attempt to help me escape because the police would take a while. I tried telling him that Max might come check on me so we had to be quick. He nodded in response.

With my left foot, I slipped of the boot on my right. I then raised the boot with both my feet and shook it until the pocket knife fell out. Once it was on the ground, I turned around an grasped it with my hands. It took a while but I finally cut off the rope. Red lines were imprinted on my wrists from the rope that was wrapped tightly around them. Niall shattered the window with something that I couldn't see clearly. I grabbed onto the ledge and pulled myself up with the little strength I had. I failed once before I actually had half my body through the window. But, before I could get the other half of my body though, the door was thrown open, I flinched at the noise.

Max stood at the door fuming. My eyes darted to the gun in his hand. Trepidation flooded threw me. Niall quickly got a hold of my arm and pulled me though the window. The boisterous sound of the gun went off. Pain shot through me. Max had shot my leg. Niall carried me bridal style and we ran off. It wasn't long before a gun went off once more, but this time it wasn't me who was the target. Niall let out a powerful scream.

(I am so sorry for not updating lately. I was stuck on what I wanted to do for this chapter. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. Don't forget to vote and comment, thanks.  ~Amy)