The Spy - A One Direction Fanfiction

Chapter Eleven

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Here's...

CHAPTER ELEVEN!!

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Chapter Eleven

I open my eyes, seeing nothing but darkness. My head is sore, and my arm still hurts. I try to sit up and push myself up against the wall, my eyes getting used to the darkness surrounding me. I look down, seeing I'm still in my hospital gown.

"I see you're awake." I jump at his voice, the voice that belongs to the man who took me here.

"Who are you?" My voice echoes through the room. "What do you want from me?" My voice doesn't sound all too confident, as I'm trying to act the helpless little girl, so he won't expect that I'm actually gonna attack him when it's the best moment.

"You really don't know me, do you? Don't you recognize me anymore?" I hear footsteps echo through the room and I look around frantically, desperately trying to find out where the man is right now. "I'm the one who took you to the orphanage, Flora."

"What?! But- but they said I was found somewhere! No one cared about me!" I shout, still not knowing where the man was.

"Oh, but that's true, sweetheart. No one did. But I bet they didn't know the whole story." Footsteps. "I wanted to sell you, sweetheart, make some money, but no one wanted you." I hear foorsteps again, this time clearer. "You were useless." I jump when I hear the voice close to me and feel his warm breath hitting my ear. I look aside and see that creepy smile he had when he took me. "But now you're not. I've been waiting for so long to do this, Flora, finally I found you and you fit into my plan just perfectly. Finally you are good for something." I swallow, acting I'm afraid and hurt, which in fact, I'm not. If he's trying to hurt me mentally, he's not really succeeding.

He takes a phone out of his pocket and dials a number, still crouched down next to me. "Hello, boys. Missed me?" He says, that creepy smile of his still on his face. I hear voices, but can't really hear what they're saying. I only know one thing: those voices are definitely from the lads. "Yes, she's here and with me." He looks at me. "Oh, you don't believe me? Do you wanna hear her?" He puts his hand on his phone, not waiting for an answer. "I want you to say exactly as I tell you, or you're dead." He takes a knife out of his pocket and holds it onto my throat. He brings the phone up to my ear and I swallow again, sitting straight up.

"Lads?" I try to get my voice trembled. I hope Louis knows what I'm doing, that I'm just acting scared.

"Flora! Is that you?" I hear Harry's voice. I look at the man and he nods.

"Yes, yes. It's me." The man whispers a few things and I say just as he tells me. "Look, I don't have much time, but he wants money."

"How much?" I hear Louis say immediately.

"One million pounds." I say without even thinking what the man tells me to say. One million pounds?

"That's okay. I'll pay."

The man suddenly takes over again. "Come to the park where your date was, at midnight. No police or she's dead." He immediately hangs up and smirks at me. "Looks like you've got a date tonight." He stands up. "Oh, and I just wanted to say I'm not done with you after this." He grabs my arm and cuts it, long and deep and my scream echoes through the room. I hear his laugh, then footsteps and the sound of an opening and closing door. I take my arm and feel tears streaming down my cheeks, onto my legs, mixing with the blood from my arm. It stings a lot and bleeds like hell. I rip off a part of my hospital gown and wrap it around my arm, making sure it's tight and I hope the bleeding will stop soon. I lie down on the ground, still holding my throbbing arm and try to get some sleep.