Nineteen

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Faiths P.O.V

A hand covered my mouth, as I struggled to get out of the persons grip. The person moved their hands to my neck. They tightened their grip, and I couldn't breathe. Gasping for air, everything starts to slowly turn black. Next thing I knew, I blacked out.

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Waking up, i try to stretch my arms apart, but my hands were tied together.
Looking around the room, there was only me and a small patch of light coming from under a door.

'This place feels familiar.' I thought.

While I was thinking, the door opened, revealing a man. I couldn't make out his face but he started to speak.

"Good morning." He said.

My eyes widened. I knew that voice.

"Ashton." I mumbled.

"You are correct." He smirks and starts walking towards me.

"Ashton please," I say, "Help me."

He just laughs like it's actually funny, "Now why would I do such a thing.

I look down at my feet, then back at him.

"Well can you at least tell me why I'm here?"

He walks even closer up to me and whispers in my ear.

"So we can have some fun."

My heart starts pounding, faster and faster by the second.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh," he says, and reaches for something in his back pocket, "Just a game."

Ashton pulls out a knife. My heart is beating out of my chest. He walks closer and closer to me up to the point were his face is up to mine.

"Ashton, please stop, don't kill me. I'll do anything." I started to cry.

He backed away from me.

"Why would you think I would do such a thing, I wouldn't kill you baby."

He came closer again and wiped the knife across my cheek softly. My tears just kept pouring down my face.

"Really?" I asked, kinda scared.

"No, in fact it would be too obvious if I just killed you. So that's why I'm not gonna do it, someone very close to you will for me." He smiled and walked back away from me.

I was a tad confused, until he called the name I would never thought he would.

"Calum, come in here please." He yelled.

My eyes widened, did he just say...Calum?

I heard the door open up and light flashed in the room. Calum. My best friend. He walked in with his hands behind his back and slammed the door shut. He came to were me and Ashton were.

"Calum." I said, tears still coming down my face.

"Hey Cal, how's it going?" Ashton asked.

"I'm fine." He mumbled.

"I'll leave you with the dirty work, Kay," Ashton said, and gave Calum the knife, "Have fun."

Ashton walked out of the room and now it's just me and Calum. He stared at me and I stared back.

"Calum...why." I cried.

"..............."

"Calum, please don't do this." I cried even harder.

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