Falling For You

26. Lost&Found

Luke's P.O.V

I turned off the ignition as I parked outside the train station in which I would finally tell Rosie how I feel. Slowly, I got out of my car and I instantly felt the cold air slap my cheeks. I shut the door behind me and walked towards the station to find an empty bench.

I looked around the train station but it was silent. No one was there except me. I took out my phone from my black skinny jeans to find several unread messages from Rosie which would ask me if I had second doubts or if I was going to actually show up etc.

"Rosie?" I called out, my voice trembling.

Where was she? Had she left?

I decided to call my best friend to find her whereabouts but unfortunately I did not succeed. Each time I called her, the call would be sent straight through voice box. As I realized that Rosie would not pick up her phone any time soon, I made the bold decision to call Calum.

I know. I'm not supposed to talk to him, he stole my best friend... however, at the moment, I'm in a crisis and I'm worried sick. Where could she be?

Rosie's P.O.V

My eyes felt heavy and my hands were sore. Slowly, I managed to open my tired eyes to find myself in a dark room. I was sitting on a wooden chair in the middle of the room, a single lamp on top of me which was of low light intensity.

"Hello?" I mumbled but couldn't get my voice through as my mouth was covered with duct tape, preventing any sound from escaping.

"Shh..." a voice whispered.

I shook my head around and tried to move my arms with no success as both my arms and legs were tightly tied on the chair with thick rope.

"Don't waste your energy princess." the voice continued as I could feel the person's warm breath touch the side of my neck.

"Look at me." the voice roared and a pair of hands violently turned my head around to face him.

He was a man around the age of forty. He was wearing a simple white shirt and over it, a brown leather jacket. I know this is not the time, but his fashion style is absolutely horrendous. Does he actually think those jeans are going to flatter his figure?

"What are you looking at bitch?" he spat as trickles of his saliva landed on my cheek and in reflex, I couldn't help but shiver in disgust.

"Please let me go." I whispered, my voice muffling under the layers of duct tape.

"Shut the fuck up!" he snapped when suddenly, I felt a sharp sensation on the side of my neck.

"Please." I begged, as I felt the sharp object drag onto my skin.

"Shut up." he whispered in my ear when finally, I noticed that what was touching my skin was actually a pointy kitchen knife.

Calum's P.O.V

"So, Luke and Rosie went to talk?" I asked Sara who was sitting on the opposite couch.

"Yep." Sara replied harshly whilst twirling her long blonde hair with her index finger.

"So, is there anything going on between Chuck and you?" I winked and noticed a hot shade of red instantly overcome Sara's cheeks.

"No!" Sara blushed and cupped her cheeks with the palm of her hands.

"Don't hide it babe." I smirked and Sara rolled her eyes, clearly in disgust.

My phone started to vibrate on my thigh. Carefully, I took out my phone to realize that Luke had been calling me non-stop for the past five minutes. Instantly, I accepted his call to find Luke's voice trembling and muttering gibberish words that I clearly could not comprehend.