KIDNAPPED - 5SOS

Chapter 8

Calum's P.O.V

The girl in front of me was about my age. She had long dark hair but a pail complexion, the only thing dark on her, other than her hair, was her eyes, her watery eyes. What she was wearing was white, but not appropriate for the occasion since it seemed as if she was wearing her sleepwear. That consisted with flowery shorts, a simple top and a robe over, but not to forget about her bunny slipper that most likely gave it away. I decided to stop and talk to her and ask if everything was alright. But she managed to interrupt me before I could say something.

"Ha-ha-have you ..."

I tried to get what she was saying, but it was impossible understanding since she was hulking as she was speaking. The solution in her eyes slowly started to run down her cheeks and she didn't even bother to wipe the water coming down her blood struck eyes away, and let it be. The strange girl was shaking by now and I didn't know if I should comfort her or not so I patiently waited for her to continue talking again.

After several of failed tries to catch what she was saying she whipped out a small photo from the left pocket of her shorts. I noticed the grip around the picture stating that she wasn't going to hand me it to look at it carefully. But the picture wasn't too far from my face and I could easily see the contours of what the image was capturing. It was the silhouette of a girl and that I managed to see at first. Since barely could see anything because how much her hand shook I hunched over a little to see the picture a bit better.

I recognized the girl on the photo. It must've been slightly older since her face had changed but I still managed to recognize her. It was Rebecca. But what I didn't understand was why she would show me a picture of her.

"Rebecca?" I said after going back to my normal posture while pointing at the picture. My forehead had a frown lingering on it because of confusion. I just met her yesterday and she was the only person I had 'gotten to know', if you can say so, since we had gotten here.

"You know who she is?" was a quick and first proper sentence she had let out. Her face lit up for a short while but she came off herself when she realized her nose was running slightly. Not to draw too much attention she caught some of the snot on her robe, but I ignored it since she seemed to have bigger priorities than what a stranger would think.

A small nod was the only think that was necessary for her to get it. I tried to explain to her about it all. How me met yesterday at the park but that I hadn't seen her since about the same time yesterday. While as I was telling the story to her, her mind must've gone on a trip. I followed the different emotions she was displaying but things didn't get much clearer for me.

"Why are you asking about her?" I said to try to break the silence.

I spotted Michael in my right corner but he was on his way away from me and couldn't help me if I needed it. I kept my eye on him and I watched him disappear.

Once again I watched her trying to say something. I wasn't as bad as previously though. The problem was trying to find the right words to say, how to start the sentence. She tried, she did and I wasn't rushing her even though I should be worrying about Luke.

"She's missing! Someone must've taken her along our furniture. She wasn't home in the morning. She never does this, she's the good girl. "

Those were the words that brought me back to reality. Rebecca, the girl yesterday had disappeared. It all was just surreal. I took up my phone from my pants pocket to quickly find a recent photo of Luke. When I couldn't find one in my own photo gallery I took to twitter and it didn't take long until I found one. I showed my phone under her nose, I'm pretty sure she almost fell while she leaned backwards from the phone to not break her nose.

"This boy, Luke is missing too. We haven't seen him since last night either." I stated that since I assumed that the information would me relevant. How likely is it for two teenagers to disappear, the same night? Not so likely or do not sound like a coincidence if you ask me either.

"Did any of you belongings disappear though?" she said as she raised an eyebrow at me.

In my mind I tried to remember how the house looked like last night and compare it to how it looks like now. I went through room to room but couldn't think of any differences and shock my head in denial. I must've done it in real life to because she nodded in understanding.

Once again I saw one of my friends but this time I decided to call him in. It was Ashton who I spotted. I didn't look too happy and his body language indicated that he was angry, very angry indeed. I waved at him for him to notice me and to walk towards me. I'm assuming that he saw the excitement in my eyes and started to run at me, that made me feel very bad and as if I had tried to lure him in.

"Yeah, what's up? Do you know where Luke is?" Ashton asked when he had stopped in his tracks beside us.

The questions were targeted at both of us. Both we couldn't answer him, even though I dearly wished I could. But that wasn't the reason I told him to come.

"This girl here..." I started but realized that I never had asked for her name.

"Florence!" she quickly said.

"Florence's is the sister of Rebecca, you know the girl that followed me from the park. Her sister, alongside with some of the furniture, is missing. That can't be a coincidence, like think about it."

"Just listen!" I said when I noticed that Ashton had lost interest in what I was saying

"Two teenagers, not only in the same town but also the same block, disappeared during the same night. They even knew each other where. Does that sound like a coincidence to you? I don't think so." I finished off. I almost ran out breath while ranting like that.

Ashton started of laughing and shaking his head and replied to me.

"Are you implying that they stole the furniture and escaped together? Because that is how you're making it sound like." He said and even made Florence to laugh a little

"No that's definitely what I meant; I meant that they might've been kidnapped. You just don't get it." I said in frustration. I considered leaving that and it didn't take longer than seconds for me to do it. I didn't even consider looking back at them.

But I'm being completely serious here. Luke would never do this. By the impression I got from Rebecca last night wouldn't I imagine her as person to do something like this. Her sister wouldn't go as mental as she is now if she would've been used to her running away. Maybe I'm just judging Rebecca to hard.

But you know what they say:

"Good girls are bad girls who haven't been caught."'

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A/N: Two chapters in a week, pretty good if you'd ask me. Hope you enjoyed reading this chapter! :)

BTW I just published a new fan-fiction about Dan and Phil this time. If you're interested, why not read it? :)