Trust, Love, and Lost Relations

What?!

Felicity woke up a little while after that, not knowing where she was or what the hell had happened. By trying to stand up and look around to find out where she was, she also noticed that she was tied to a chair. Well, fuck, she thought. She knew that she should have been more worried. She was tied to a chair for fuck's sakes, but she figured it was probably just the shock.

What she didn't know was that she had no real need to be scared. Yes, she had been kidnapped, but she knew her kidnappers. Well, most of them. There were five of them in total, 3 of which she knew personally-ish.

As she was trying to think of a way to escape from the damn ropes, the door behind her opened, and someone walked in. She whipped her head around, seeing Cadence, her best friend from her childhood. She immediately glared at him. He wasn't the person she thought he was. He was the reason she was tied up in the first place.

"You're awake," he pointed out.

"Yeah," Felicity sassed, "it's not like chloroform is gonna kill me. Unless you wanted it to, in which case you'd be a murderer, stupid,  and an asshole."

Cadence didn't respond, just taking her a plate of food. "Wow," she said, "you really are stupid. How am I supposed to eat if I'm tied up?!" She asked annoyed.

"You aren't," he said simply, before trying to feed her himself. She moved her head away as soon as she realized what he was trying to do.

"Oh, hell no," she said, "I'd rather starve than have you feed me."

"Fine then. Suit yourself," he said, before setting the plate down and then walking out of the room.

Fucking awesome, Felicity thought to herself, now I get to starve, and deal with Cadence-the-asshole.

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Niall's P.O.V.
The boys and I were face timing our girlfriends, Chris and Carol-Ann, when the connection suddenly cut off. "Did one of us hang up, or did it just cut the connection?" Harry asked.

"I'm not sure," Zayn said, calling back. No one picked up, though.

"I'm gonna go with one of them hung up," Liam decided.

"Ok, that's fair," Louis pointed out, "but they wouldn't have done it without saying goodbye and giving us a reason first, would they?"

"I don't think so," I said, pushing the call button again, still getting no answer. I gave up, getting an idea. I closed Skype on my computer, and grabbed my phone, calling Felicity.

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A few hours later, or minutes, she couldn't really tell, Felicity had started staring longingly at the plate of, now cold, food on the floor. She had been sitting there for forever, cursing her stubbornness and dignity, wishing she would have just let Cadence feed her, even though she shivered at the thought. And not because she was cold.

She was sitting alone in the empty room, when she suddenly heard Niall's ringtone. She whipped her head up to look around the room, before realizing that she still had it in her pocket. For a moment she had never been so glad in her life to have her phone, because even though it was a piece of crap that only worked when it chose to, she had a way out of the Hell she was in without needing internet like she would on her iPod.

For a moment. Until she realized that her hands were still tied and she had no way to answer it. At this realization, she sighed, disappointed, before deciding to just hope the ringing would stop before Cadence heard the phone go off and took it away.

It stopped ringing not too long after, and she waited quietly, listening hard for footsteps or the opening of a door. She let out the breath she didn't realize she was holding when she had waited long enough to decide she was safe for now.