Memories and Strangers (A danisnotonfire fanfic )

18: Lost

2 Weeks earlier Dans POV

”Tom! Hey. I’m so sorry, we had a blackout. I hope…”, he cut me off harshly:

”Hand me to Claire”.

“A-alright. How’s Fay? Did you find her?”, I stuttered.

”Right now”, he hissed. I frowned and handed the phone to Claire. She had to lean down, because the phone was still charging and the wire was too short.

”Hey Tom”, she whispered, wiping the tears out of her eyes. I watched her listen, tried to read from her face, what he was saying.

After a while she mouthed:”What?!”

”What is it?”, I asked.

”Shh”, she made and pressed her finger against her lips, frowning at me. I oppressed a curse. The suspense was killing me and I walked over to the end of the room, staring out the window.

Outside there were orange lights, I heard a siren. I usually made fun of the sirens in London, but right now I couldn’t laugh about anything. Everything just seemed so different. So…surreal. As if I was just caught in a horrible nightmare, unable to wake up.

Suddenly Claire let out a silent sob and I turned around. She was sitting on the side of the couch and slowly laid the phone down.

”What is it?”, I asked, seriously worried about her. She was only staring into empty space. This really must be so hard for her. Not only had she lost Fay, she also lost her lover.

”They were on their way to Germany”, she breathed. What? “What?”, I asked, slowly coming over, kneeling down in front of her.

”The police caught them. At the airport. Tom got arrested. He is at the police station. But he is alone”, she sobbed again. I laid my hand on her arm. I  noticed she was shaking.

“What happened?”

”The other one  escaped with Fay and”, My heart stopped beating, when she made a break and took a deep breath. The room started shifting back and forth. Fay can’t be dead!

“They killed her father. Accidently!” I let out my hold breath. Fay was alright. But her father was dead! And she was in the hands of those bastards and now we didn’t have any chance to find them without Tom. The more I thought about it, the more hopeless it seemed.

I carefully wrapped my arms around Claire. She hesitated for a second but then she buried her face in my shoulder and started sobbing without restraint. I tenderly stroke her hair, my silent tears seeping in her T-shirt.

”What will we do?”, I asked. What would we do? The only thing left was hope, that the police would find them. But what would he do with her, now that her father was dead?

Maybe he didn’t know. I just hoped he didn’t know.

”Wait. Hope and wait.”, Claire breathed.

Fays POV

“Where are you taking us”, I shouted, not seeing the man that drove the car we were sitting in. I was angry. They didn’t talk to us for hours and I was loosing my patience.

”Shut up back there”, one man shouted, making the car drive even faster. I gasped, as I got pulled back into the seat.

”Slow down, you’re going to kill us”, I screamed, as annoying as I could. I knew they couldn’t harm me in the car. But I actually didn’t care anymore, anyways.

I looked outside the window. I had no clue where we were. Then I kicked the front seat. Even angrier now. I get angry, when I feel helpless. And at the moment I felt worse than helpless. My wrists hurt and my head ached. I was tired. I was missing Dan. And there was nothing I could really do about it. So I decided to annoy the men, that were making my life hell.

”Stop it”, the man said, trying to stay calm. But he was loosing it, I could hear it. So I kicked him again.

”Tell me where were going”, I said, and with every word kicking even harder.

He tried to grab my foot but I pulled them up in time.

”If you don’t stop, I will throw you out of the car.”, he threatened.

”No you won’t”, I answered. I wasn’t 100 % percent sure about that, though. I tried to glance at the clock. It was already 4 am. Shit. Where were we going?!

”Tell me NOW”, I screamed.

”Alright. Alright”, he shouted, rubbing his head with his fingertips, “Just stop screaming.”

There we go, I thought.

”We arer going to the airport, alright? It won’t use you anything, anyways, so...” He was wrong. It used me a lot. I held my phone between my sweaty palms, texting the police, that we were going to the airport. Now there would be a surprise for my kidnappers. I grinned an evil, satisfied grin. I was proud of myself.

I was able to do something. My  father didn’t manage to do anything. He just kept staring out the window. Like he did, since I woke up. He just looked at me for a second. I had put all my hatred for him in my eyes, and he turned away. But late enough for me to see tears in his eyes. But I couldn’t have cared less.

It was his fault. Only his.

I noticed, we got slower.

Quickly I put my phone back in my bra, in case I had to get out the car soon.

”What did you just do, sweetheart”, one of the men cooed. Shit!

”What do you mean?”, I asked, as innocent as I could. I wasn’t the best actress, after all.

”You just put something into your shirt.” Shit. SHIT. No. Stay calm.

”You must be really tired”, I mocked.

”What do girls usually put into their shirts. In their bras, I should say?”, he asked the driver.

”Dunno”,  was all he said.

”Well. I think it was a phone, ain’t I right”

”She can’t have a phone with her, you know that”, the driver said. I wanted to kiss his feet.

”How can I know that? Did I check it myself?”, he asked. Now he was obviously upset.

”No, but I did.”

”You said you didn’t”

Silence.

Fuck.

Suddenly the car made a huge curve, the wheels started to squeak. I was thrown against the window, my Dad looked at me questioning.

”What the hell, man?”, the driver shouted. “We are in the middle of a fucking parking lot!”

”You are…”, he was cut off by a screaming man. The police!

“Get out the car, now!”

I tried to open the door but it was locked.

I watched the driver get out. The other man was staring at him, his eyes widened. Then he quickly robbed over to the driver’s seat and turned the keys. And then everything happened simultaneously and in slow-motion. My Dad opened the car, while the man drove it backwards, the police started to shoot. Then I was again pulled back into the seat. I heard shoots from a distance, but I knew I was now alone with that one man in a car. And I was afraid.

again short...but yeah ;)

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