The Spy // h.s fanfic

Chapter 6: Your worst nightmare

Chelsea Pov

I was taken in a dark room. I couldn't see anything because they blindfolded me. All I could hear was the sinister voices talking about me.

My mouth wasn't covered though but I wasn't taking the chance to scream and get stabbed or shot.

'Alright, so we're gonna ask you a few questions. And we expect some answers." Now I know I couldn't see but I could feel the hot breath of a man leading in closer and closer

"I'm not telling you shit."

"Oh really" I could hear the click of the gun as it was pressed against my temple. "Feel like talking now?"

"Um, not really. If I do tell you, you'd probably keep me and torture but if I don't you'll kill me. So either way, I'M NOT TELLING YOU SHIT!"

"Fine, then I guess we'll have to kill your friends then."

"No!" I paused, "I'll tell you.'

"Wonderful."

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Harry Pov

"Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god."

"Haz calm down, I'm sure they haven't done anything to her."

"You don't know that! We let them take her thinking we had a plan and we didn't. Now she's probably dead and she's going to hate us for the rest of her time alive and we're responsible."

"Haz, she can handle herself all we need to know is where they're holding her."

"No she can't! She'd give up her identity before kicking their arse and you know that!"

"You don't that. We just need to find where Chelsea is along with Amber. And besides, didn't you say she's annoying?"

"I never said that." Now that this situation has happened I felt like finding Chelsea was my main priority. Now, I wouldn't call it that like her but you can say we have... something.

"Hello!!" I heard a voice say from somewhere. It sounds like it came from the closet. Me and louis exchanged glances before creeping closer to it.

"Who is that?" louis said as he was about to turn the knob.

"Who do you think dipstick!" now that I heard clearer the voice had a slight russian accent. And it sounded like a she. Louis opened the door and screeched like a girl.

"It's Agent A! It's Agent A!" he repeated multiple time before I told him to shut up.

"You were in her the entire time?"

"Uh, yea. It took forever to bite this damn tape off so it was hard to talk." She was tied to a chair and pushed into the far left corner of the closet.

What's with these guys tying girls up in chairs?

Louis quickly untied her and she got up to stretch. "God damn that chair was uncomfortable. Hey, curly you got any food?"

"What?"

"Nevermind, what time is it?"

"Um.. 7:45 why?"

"Oh, shit."

"What?" we both said in unison.

"I heard them saying they were gonna bomb the place at 8, we better get out of here."

"But what about Agent C?"

"Agent C? She's here too?"

"Yea, why? you know her?"

"Oh no, this is bad. How could you morons let them get away with her?!"

"It was Harry's idea!" louis said pointing me like a child.

Thanks alot jackass.

"Well, I thought-"

"Shut the fuck up and let's get out of here. I think I know where they took her."

"How could you be so sure?"

"Um, when you're kidnapped you learn to listen to crucial information. Luckily, they didn't go too far from here...hopefully."

"Hopefully?"

"Let's go before this place blows." Amber walked over to the door and turned the handle, " Shit, it's locked."

"Maybe we should-" just before I could finish she kicked the door down. "Let's go."

I looked at Louis whose mouth was hung open as wide as mine. We both were still trying to convince ourselves that it just happened.

Chelsea Pov

"Can I a least go to the bathroom?" the morons looked at each other and nodded.

Of course they made the strongest one untie me.

Just as he bent in front of me, I kicked him in the groin making in fall face-first on the ground.

I stood up with the chair on my back and twirled hitting the other guy in the stomach, but he was like a brick wall so it did nothing but push him.

He grabbed the legs of the chair and pinned me on the floor with the chair. I groaned with discomfort as he pressed down on my neck with the edge of the chair.

"Who the fuck are you?" I grunted trying to struggle from the grip of the chair but the more I moved, he pressed down more on my neck.

I couldn't see his face because of this damn blindfold but he sounded familiar.

"Your worst nightmare."

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Hey guise, I wonder who that is? Anyway share with your friends, vote, and comment what you like and what not.

-Amber aka. InsanelyRandom