My Kidnappers are One direction: DISCONTINUED

Chapter 9 Broken promises and death of a doctor

OK OK. You caught me red-handed. GEEZ. You DO NOT have to tell me I am such a procrastinator. orf go into the whole "Oh so you decide to go off and not update for almost a month. Well that's a whole bunch of bull" attitude either. Yeah I know I hate it when authors do not update soon too, so I am really soorrrrrryyy. PWEASE PWEASE PWEASE forgive this lazy soul. I know I should have updated during spring break or I should have updated sooner, but can you really blame me. One I had writers block ad two I was..... LAZY. Like REALLY REALLY lazy. I had so much lazzyness I ask my sister to get the remote for the TV that was 3 feet in front of me. YEP I know I am such a shameful person. Sigh. It is a wonder that I only weigh 110. I really worry about that with all my lazzyness. I mean I am not an anorexic or bulimic person ( I love food to much, plus I am too lazy for that tooo*sigh*), so it is will remain a wonder to the world why I am soo skinny. OK enough  about me time for some work. {to myself *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*}

hope you enjoy cause I sure put effort into getting my lazy arse up and writing this chapter.

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{Claire POV}

I arose to the sound of yelling. But I unfortunately did not feel like getting up, so like any other person I did the smart thing and rolled over. Normal right.

WRONG.

I rolled over off of my bed out my door and into the hallway. That was all by accident. I sat lay there for awhile while a sharp pain came from my shoulder. I couldn't move except for my breathing. I became scarred and opened my eyes. I was pretty sure I just dislocated my shoulder from the way I landed on it and the crack that came from it. I confirmed that fact when I tried to me and a searing pain came to my shoulder and spread to the rest of me, rendering me emotionless.

Any voices that were heard before became hushed. I heard the door to Zayn's room open and out came five very awake and confused boys. Niall and Louis saw me and screamed. " OH MY GOD!! CLAIRE", the two yelled in unison and rushed to me.  Harry went pale immediately and froze. I saw the fear in his eyes. Zayn also paled and looked at me like I was an alien. Liam rushed over to me with Louis and Niall. "WHAT HAPPENED CLAIRE.??!!", yelled and I sat there looking at them.

Why were they so worried. I did not understand. I did not even answer before another searing pain ripped throught my body. I looked at my shoulder and instantly broke out into a cold sweat. My shoulder was not only dislocated, but seemed to be popped out. I mean I make out the bone sticking out from in my skin. I looked back at the boys and slowly allowed fear to enter my mind.

Niall reached for my hand but as he tried to lift me I screamed a blood curdling scream. Niall immediately let me go. Harry finally snapping out of his daze ran. Did he run towards me. Oh no. of course not. He ran straight passed me and down the stairs. 'WOW way to be a good person harry', I mentally cracked a joke. That is when I heard Michael. he had gotten off the pallet he had made last night and was looking like a zombie was about to kiss him on the eye.

I knew he was not good with these things ever since the accident he had with his mother. Anything that was related to blood was quite paling. But much to my surprise, he walked over to me calmly and wiped a tear I had not even noticed from my eye. " C-Claire what can I get you?'', he asked very slowly and only shakily at the beginning. This was impressive. I mean put any other person in my shoes and Michael would be gone faster than Usain Bolt on steroids. " C-cold", was all I could say before another blood curdling scream erupted from my mouth as I felt the pain worsen ever so slowly.

Michael went down stairs and returned with a bowl of ice with water. YES ICE WITH Water. not water with ice. I am talking just a little bit of water and like fifty ice cubes in a bowl. He also held a wash cloth with him.  HE lay it down by my head and brought out one of the blankets from his pallet.