When Darkness Falls

The Morning After The Night Before

Shawn Mendes opened his eyes and then just as quickly again shut them. The early morning sun was too bright to stand as he suddenly became aware of it burning down in his skin

Throwing an arm over his eyes to protect them he let out a groan before moving onto his side and sighing, only having time to heave in a tiny breath before found himself falling from whatever he had been lying on

"Gross!" Complained a voice as Shawn lifted his head from the floor he had just collided with and began looking around, astounded to find himself lying on what seemed to be the dirty floor of a forrest and to his horror he found that he was completely and utterly naked

"Nice ass, it's just a shame it's starched to such a big ass" said a voice that caused Shawns skin to prickle with annoyance

"What the fuck?!"

"Yeah, yeah we all had to deal with it so don't bother complaining" the voice said again before fabric of some kind landed hard on Shawns back "Apparently you're black"

Shawn manoeuvred his hand behind him and pulled what appeared to be an outfit from his back

"Black shorts and black tank top... just your look, all you need now are those damned Chelsea boots"

The girl's voice, mixed with the brightness of the sun and the feel of dirt against his skin was causing Shawns temper to fray even quicker than normal

"Shut up Camila!" He pushed himself to a sitting position making sure to keep his 'assets' hidden and then tried to take in what he was seeing.

He had seemingly been ejected from the hammock he'd been sleeping on and was now on the dirt ground that seemed to be a clearing in the forest floor. In front of him were two other hammocks, both occupied, one by a Latina that caused Shawns blood to boil and she was dressed in a purple tank top and purple pair of shorts and the second, Shawn recognised as his 'partner in crime'; Billie and they were wearing an outfit identical to Camilas only this one was in green

"Morning" the person said with a shy wave but Shawn just buried his head beneath the fabric

"Hiding won't do you any good Mendes, get dressed, get the fuck up and then let's work out what this bullshit is all about"

"Eloquently spoken Jackson" Shawn said to Noah with an eye roll as he pulled his black tank top over his head and then as discreetly as possible pulled his shorts over his thighs and then up over his hips "Anyone know where the fuck we are, guesses will be accepted" Asked Shawn as he finally managed to sit up straight and take in the sight around him

Well this appears to be a camp of some sort" said the person in green "It appears to have been put together over a period of time, meaning this was all probably planned in advance. There's no luxuries just the hammocks, the clothes, water bottles with a small amount of water in and 2 backpacks"

"Where the fuck are our own clothes?!" Shawn asked, his tone less that patient

"We don't know that" Billie replied

"So what did they do to us when we were naked?!"

"We don't know that either" the person in green ducked their head as Camila moaned loudly from her hammock

"Being kidnapped on the day you have a killer hangover is the worst" she complained as she used her arm to cover her eyes

"And I suppose being kidnapped at any other time is just fine and dandy as long as you've had time to do your hair and makeup and stock up on condoms right?!" Shawn flared at Camila, his temper short as he then sat back on his hammock and tried to make sense of things

Last night he'd been at a party...

He'd been drinking to black out but every guy that went near to Camila seemed determined to keep him sober and keep his temper hot but then there was the interruption.

The men in black suits with the black van...

Shawn tried to remember what had happened once they had been marched out of the house but after feeling his body sink into the soft leather seats his memory was gone

"None of us remember" Said Noah as he screwed the lid off of a brown, suede leather water bottle and gulped the liquid down "So don't waste your brain cells"

"Anyone know why we're here, again all guesses and theories are welcome?"

"We were left a note, told that whatever were required to find lay somewhere between here and the ancient ruins of somewhere I can't pronounce

"pequeña montaña" Said Camila in immaculate Spanish "Little Mountain, that's what we're looking for, that's what they want us to find or die trying to find"

"Why?" Asked Shawn but Camila just rolled her eyes

"Look, we literally just woke up to this nightmare ten minutes before your snoring ass did"

"I don't snore!"

"Sure you don't, it must have been a freight train on the non existent railway track I heard"

"Well do we have a map? A plan?"

"We have nada" said Camila

"Food?"

"Nothing" confirmed Noah as he spat down onto to dusty floor

"A plan?"

"Go ahead, make one" said Billie with a snort

"What's your name again?!" Snapped Noah as he twisted towards the person in green

"Billie"

"Male or female?" Noah pushed but Billie just narrowed her eyes

"None of your fuckin business" they seethed as they jumped down off of their hammock "We need to find this little mountain before we can go home?! Let's pack up what we can and go find this little piece of shit"

"Sounds like a plan" agreed Shawn as he began gathering the few things that were scattered across the floor

"So how do we find it?" Asked Camila as she hopped down off of her hammock "We just wander around the forest and hope we stumble upon it?!"

"Exactly" said Shawn as he stuffed everything he could see into a tan coloured backpack that was sat next to his bed

"And food? And water?!"

"We'll find it on the way"

"Oh really?!" Yelled Camila as she stormed towards the Canadian that was at least a foot taller than her "We're here, in the middle of nowhere, we woke up naked, no idea what had been done or not done to us through the night, we have a stupid little note pointing to somewhere we don't know and your suggestion is just packing up and wondering off into the wilderness???!"

"Yes" Shawn agreed as he placed the final loose items into his bag "The instructions were to find Little Mountain... according to you. So put your shoes on, straighten your spine and let's find that fuckin place and get ourself home so we never have to speak or look at each other again"

"And you think it's going to be that easy?" Questioned Camila before she pursed her lips into a pout

"I think doing something is better than sitting around doing nothing. Now we're here. We can either sit on our asses and roast in the sun or we can get to our feet and try and find the place they want us to find. One thing is for sure, I don't sit and wait for anyone, I act, I provoke, I piss people off but I get it done, now Billie, Noah, Karla... what the fuck are you going to do? Are you coming with me or staying here to just decay in the sand?"

*hoping this is of interest, like I said I have plans for a mini book unless I get really inspired by it

*Also check out my book The Bad Butterfly if you haven't read it, it's a silly book with a soft Shawn and trouble making Camila