Kidnapped by the emo trinity [complete]

Chapter two

My head ached and my eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the light. I tried to lift my hand to my head but was unable to move them. I looked down and realized I was bound to a chair. I looked up and saw nine figures standing and talking but I couldn't really make out what they were saying . Then one of them turned to me and I got a knot in my stomach.

"She's awake, Pete" someone smirked. Wait Pete? As in Pete wentz? A smug man walked into the light and could only be identified as Pete Wentz. That's when I realized the rest of the figures were none other than fall out boy, my chemical romance, and panic! at the disco (well Brendon urie), A.K.A the holy emo trinity. Part of me was fangirling like no ones business, but then I remembered I was tied to a chair and grew very scarred and confused.

"Where am I? What's going on? What do you want from me?" I stuttered all at once. Pete slowly walked closer to me then bent over so we were face to face.

"Where are you? Tied to a chair in our basement. What's going on? We kidnapped you and now your asking dumb questions. What do we want from you?" At that last part he simply smirked and slowly stood back up.

"Why are you doing this?" I questioned.

They all looked at each other then frank spoke up, "reasons".

"Oh well thanks for that helpful piece of information, I think I'm completely filled in now." I snapped sarcastically. Frank looked mad.

"Don't you get sarcastic with us, missy, you will learn to respect us." Frank yelled, he lowered his voice again and smiled "or we will have to discipline you."

"Respect? You guys? In your dreams" I spat. At that Pete slapped me across the face and I could feel my cheek warming up. I glared at him then looked down at the floor. I absolutely hate these guys.

"Now" Pete said, his voice getting soft again, "you know our names so it's only fair that you tell us yours." I hesitated and this clearly angered Pete. He grabbed my face to look at him

"I'll ask you again" he growled "what. Is. Your. Name?" I glared at him then pulled my face from his hands

"Julia." I mumbled

"speak clearly" frank ordered "Julia" I said louder

"my name is Julia."

"Now that wasn't so hard." Pete teased "Gerard, would you show her her room."

"My pleasure." Gerard came and released me from the chair, then grabbed me roughly by the arm and dragged me upstairs.