The floor elapsed beneath me as I mentated upon this disturbing fact. Finnick was shot. I could not come in terms with this tiding. I let go of the door knob which I now observed was sweaty from my hands. I fended against the impulse to run to him and be with him. I wanted to run to him and make sure that he is alright .But I knew better than that. I knew this would be a suicide mission.
After 10 minutes...
I was hiding against the door. I stood frozen on my spot as one of the players passed by. I just hoped the wall would help in concealing me.Two or three minutes at most. Then I will be with Finnick. I tried convincing myself not to go there again but honestly, I needed to see him. I would be a devil if I won't go to him. Even if this meant risking my life.
I crept slowly and slowly to the hall where Finnick was. My attention was diverted as I noticed things which I had not seen earlier. Near the entrance door, all sorts of things were piled up. Some cartons to name a few. Broken pieces of wooden desks or something. You got the idea, right?
Now, this might seem very general .Wasn't it completely normal to find such junk in a godown or warehouse? But no, my legs and hands thought otherwise. In a jiffy, I was clearing away and shifting things to other side. My pulse quickened as I cleared more and more stuff. I gaped as what I saw in front of me.
A secret entrance.
I stood motionless for a moment. My heart was beating fast as I approached the entrance. It felt like dozens of drummers were playing their drums in my heart. I wondered if anybody could hear them apart from me. I guessed in positive.
Anyways, ahead of me, I saw a stairway. Inside of the entrance, it was as dark as the inside of a black cat. I was hundred percent sure as I climbed down the stairs that I would certainly find Harris here. This would be the only place he could be. Chances of returning home quickly seemed more as I thought about my plan. I would rescue Harris from here and thus win and stop this damn game, call Finnick, Tessy and Anne, go to car and drive to safety. End of plan.
It was no doubt hard to adjust my eyes to the darkness. I could hardly see in front of me; leave alone to find Harris in this place.
"Ouch"I shrieked.
I had bumped against a wall. It took me whole ten minutes to make out things clearly in the dark. Thank God.
I won't be bumping again and again now, I thought as I touched the area on my forehead which was bruised.
My heart skipped a beat when I heard someone coughing. I could distinctly make out it belonged to a boy. I fastened my steps and quickly moved about the room. And then I saw him.
There in the corner of this underground room, I saw the silhouette of a boy squatted against the wall fastened with ropes. I could make out he had ruffled hair and bright grey eyes which shone in the darkness. He coughed again. I walked up to him and kept my hands on his shoulders."I am Andrea. I have come to rescue you."
I could sense he was shocked at my presence here.He spoke in a hushed tone ,"Thanks, eh.I am Harris Taydon."
I was sitting beside him and trying to undo his rope."Yeah.I know."My hands were all sweaty from excitement and I fumbled with the ropes.
Sensing my problem, Harris said,"I think there is a knife on that table."
I looked at where he was addressing to."Okay."
I grabbed the knife and started cutting the ropes. It was a tiresome job.
"There!" I exclaimed as I cut the last piece of rope. I held out my hand to help him get up. He took hold of my hand and stood up, shaking out the dust from his clothes. "Thanks Andrea."
I nodded and motioned him to the staircase. "You quickly leave from here at once. I am right behind you."He nodded. I just wanted to check around the room so I decided to go after a few seconds. I saw him as he moved up the stairs. At last, Harris was rescued and we would finally go back.
A smile crept up to my face as I thought luck was with me.
But alas!
If only I had remembered that bad luck and me were inseperable enemies, I would not have got myself into enough trouble than I was already in.
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Being a Hollywood Actor's Girlfriend
Teen FictionSeventeen year old Andrea has shifted from UK to US. Her world turns magical when she and Finnick, a nineteen year old Hollywood actor get together. All's fine till they get involved in something which turns out to be the turning point of her life...