Chapter 9: Trapped in Luxury

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My eyes start to regain consciousness and I start to see where Harry has taken me. I had to be past out for a while because there is no sunlight anymore, it has to be night. My body feels weak from the pill he gave me in the car earlier and I can barely move. I look around to see that I'm in a bedroom and I'm laying on the bed. The rooms walls were light grey and all the furniture was white. Everything looked fancy, it almost looked like I was in a home. But who's home?

I get startled by my thoughts so I jump out of bed and start to rummage through the room. The décor was all in gold and it looked real to me. Statues, vases, artwork, what kind of house am I in? I turn my attention to a glass of water left on the night stand, probably for me when I woke up. Knowing my luck it was probably drugged, I don't trust him. The pillows on the bed were grey and the sheets were white. Everything in this room was elegant, but who's room am I in? Where is Harry hiding me? Is this his house?

I notice the door on the other side of the room so I decide to run to meet my hands with the door handle. I grab it and twist but it doesn't budge, it was like locked from the outside. I wiggle it more but it still seems locked. I look down and notice there is no lock on this door, it had to be on the other side. Great now I'm trapped in a room. I start banging my fists on the door and scream but that's when I notice I have red marks around my wrists. I stop the banging to examine my wrists. I take my hand and rub the sensitive area and realize it was from the ropes tied around my wrists from the car ride. Did I put up a fight with him before I passed out?

I begin pounding on the door yelling "Help" but I'm soon turned down with just silence. He probably just left me here so someone else can take care of me and they are ignoring me. I turn around from the door and walk towards the windows to pull the curtains back to see where I was. I stare into nothing, noticing there was no outside because the windows were black. Why are they like that? I huff annoyed walking back to the bed and laying down on top of the pillows. I look up and stare at the ceiling and I notice my stomach starts rumbling. I haven't ate in more than 24 hours, and what I have has been drugs. What a great diet Avery, keep it up I chuckle to myself.

My body is weak is probably from the drugs and the malnutrition my body is going through, he probably left me to die of starvation. I start closing my eyes because I'm too tired to think and I feel myself fall back to sleep.

"Avery" a voice says from above me

I must be dreaming, no one could even get into this room.

I feel someone's hands shake me from my sleep. I open my eyes to see my kidnapper standing beside the bed. I flinch from this sight an look up at him in fear.

"You need to eat" he says sternly, "Now get up"

He grabs my arm harshly and starts to pull me off of the bed but I still can't feel my body. I feel my feet touch the floor and I try to push myself off but I physically can't. I feel his hand stop gripping me and he turns around to look at me.

"What, you can't walk" he says starting to laugh at me

I don't say anything because I've decided I want to play the silent game with him, I know its petty but I don't want to talk to this monster.

"I guess you're gonna to have to crawl downstairs" he says starting to walk towards the door.

He grabs the door handle and pulls the door open looking back at me to see I'm staying put where I am because I can't physically do it. He shakes his head and shuts the door so it is just cracked just in case I decided to go. But I can't my body is too weak and he saw that, why can't he bring food to me. Oh wait he's still an asshole.

Suddenly I hear the door crack again and someone else walks through the black door. I switch my focus at him and realize it's not Harry.

It's Niall.

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