Barely Breathing

Chapter 32

NOTE:NOTE EDITED

Wordcount: 770
*Megans p.o.v*
We sat in that room for hours, my arms began to ache, my legs fell asleep, and I had the biggest headache.
Nightfall sprung and darkened up the tiny room we were in. The moon lights reflection was the only thing shinning through the room.
Suddenly, the front door slammed open, Dan and I jumped out of our seats as te loud thud of the door echoed throught the small room.
A black shadow pushed its way throughout the room.
They grabbed more rope, and another chair. My heart stopped, I was already in a bunch of pain. What more could Andrew do?
Another shadow swooped in, dragging something behind it. They threw what looked like a body onto the extra chair and tied them up.
Andrew then got into my face.
"I dont know what your pulling but you better not do it again!"
"What are you talking about?" I questioned him with an attitude, before I even knew it, I was punched across the face again.
"What the fuck man! Quit that shit!" Dan called out trying to protect me.
Andrew seemed to have tuned him out, he was focused on me.
"You'll see in the morning." He said suspiciously, then left without another word.
*Emilys p.o.v*
I felt like I was drowning. Water was surrounding me, there was no way out. I tried swimming, but I didnt move a muscle.
"Help!" I tried yelling out, but only tiny bubbles held my screams inside.
What was happening?
Was I dying?
"Emily!" I heard Samanthas voice call out. "Wake up!"
Isabella then poured a bucket of water over my face.
I started coughing violently.
"There there Em, your okay." Isabella patted my back softly.
"W- wh-what happened?" I tried to get out in between coughs.
"They took Jess, they also tried to chloroform you to death!" Samantha over reacted.
I rolled my eyes, "What about Megan?"
"They didnt even tak you to her." Sam spoke up quickly.
I looked around a bit, and noticed we were still in the woods. We had to be close to Megan, he walked me about halfway? Maybe we can find out way to her.
I lifted myself back up on my feet and started walking in the direction he was taking us.
"Where are you going?" Isabella questioned me.
"To find Megan."
*Jessicas p.o.v*
I became to open my eyes again, my vision was blurry before I blinked away the cloudyness.
It was to dark to see anything, as I tried to move I realized I was tied up. I began to move widely, trying to get myself untied, but it was pointless.
"Hello?" Someones voice called out through the darkness.
"Hey?" I questioned back.
"Jess? Is that you?"
I was confussed for a moment, trying to match the voice to anyone I knew.
Then it hit me. It was Megan.
"Yeah, are you okay Megan?" I asked hoping to get responses.
"We could be better, but were okay." She responded.
I was in shock, they led me straight to Megan? What dumbasses! If I get out of this chair, they'll be sorry!
"Do you think you can move your chair closer to ours?" Dan added in.
I looked down to the floor, then up by my arms. I couldnt see a thing, but I imangined what it looked like. Maybe I could move bend my body forward, so that the chair would balance itself with its front legs and my feet.
Leaning forward, I created the senario inside my head, then hopped my way over to the sound of Megans voice.
"Ow!" She yelled as I banged against her.
"Sorry." I whispered.
"Its all good, could you try to untie me?"
I pushed my chair behind hers and started working on one of the ropes tied around her wrist.
I fiddled around with it, hoping for the best when suddenly you heard multiple gunshots being fired outside.
We all stood still. You couldnt even hear us breath, or our hearts beating. What the hell was happening?
You heard the wood beneath our feet creak, as if someone was walking towards us. We all kept quiet, hoping that nothing would be able to see us.
You could hear the moans and groans of a bunch of zombies entering the room we were in, the scared feeling we all felt was running around through the atmosphere.
They inched their way closer and closer to us, one grabbed my arm and I could feel all my muscles inside my arm tense up, ready for what would happen next.