Hostage

2. "I'm not afraid to hit a girl"

Spencer 


"Mom?" I whispered, laying a hand on her shoulder. She sighed contently, eyelids slowly fluttering before revealing her bright blue eyes to me. I gave her a slight smile before lifting her surprisingly solid body from the couch. 


She was still dressed in her uniform, having worked until early this morning. "Spencer" She sleepily asked, fragile hands feeling around my face before she smiled slightly.


"Did I pass out on the couch again?"


"Yeah mom, you did" 


She laughed quietly. I approached her room carefully, not wanting to alert Raleigh and wake her up. It was one in the afternoon and she still hadn't come out of her room. I figured she was suffering a major hangover so I didn't bother bothering her. 


She'd probably snap and tell me to leave her the hell alone like she always does.


I did my usual routine of dressing her down to her shorts and under shirt, not at all uncomfortable around her half naked form. Guys would usually get really awkward and uncomfortable if they ever had to undress their mom.


But not me; I did what I had to do to get her to feel comfortable. After all she did for shrimp and I, it was the least I could do for her. I know she's not around often but she does what she has to do to support our family and for that, I'm willing do just as much -if not more- in return. 


"Shrimp" I spoke softly, tapping against the door. I didn't receive the usual groan of her hung over self, so I let myself in. She would probably need some water.


"Hey I know you prob- Rae?" 


Empty; Her bed was neatly made just and everything was in the same place it was yesterday. Nobody had been here. 


"Rae?" I called again, searching through her closet, under her bed, everywhere. "This isn't funny Raleigh!" 


After no luck of finding her I decided to call Aubrey and if Aubrey was too hung over to answer then I'd call Rosalie, and if Rose didn't know then I'd go through my entire fucking contact list until someone had the tiniest bit of a clue as to where she was.


"Aubrey?" 


"Spencer" She groaned. "Why are you calling me so early?"


"It's noon" I clipped. "Where's Shrimp?" I wasn't too fond of Aubrey at the moment since she was probably the one who came up with genius idea of taking my sister to a college party. 


"Who the fuck is Shrimp?"


"Rae? Where's Raleigh?" I corrected. She hated it when I let that nickname slip in front of her friends. 


"I don't know. I don't remember shit but my mom told me that she brought me home last night after the party. Is she not there?" Oh god. 


Rae could have walked back to the party in hopes of finding me and run into one of the guys. What if they took her upstairs? What if she was too weak to fight them off? Oh god.


I swallowed thickly. "No, she's not. I have to go" I quickly hung up and ran downstairs, plucking my key from the rack before sprinting to my car. 


It was so out of character for her to just disappear like that. Whenever she stayed at a friends house she'd leave me a note or a text message or something. She knew I freaked out over shit like this.


I know my sister better than anyone else on the planet, I probably know her more than she knows herself. I can always tell when something's wrong with her; I could feel it.


And something was wrong, horribly, terribly wrong. 

~*~

Raleigh

I gasped, violently being pulled from my slumber by a sudden cold rush. My eyes blinked rapidly in a desperate attempt to see clearly. As I finally focused, six men came into view. Four standing with their arms crossed across their chest, one seated directly in front of me, and one placing the now empty bucket of freezing water up against the wall.

I didn't move, nor talk, just sat silently as I took in the large figures in front of me. There were two blondes standing towards the back, near a staircase that I'm guessing leads to the main floor since this area is designed like a basement. I couldn't see their faces thanks to the single light in the room that were currently shining brightly in the corner.

The brunette standing in between the blondes stood with his arms crossed; I could tell he was tall and well-built, and from here it looked like he had small quiff. My eyes then trailed over to the boy directly in front of me; Deep green eyes, brown curly hair, thick eyebrows and light pink heart-shaped lips. This was the one that placed the bag over my head. And he was the one watching me from the alley when Spencer had picked me up.

I broke eye contact with him when the boy beside him cracked his knuckles, grabbing the green-eyed boys attention. "Louis" He spoke lowly, nodding his head towards me.

My breath hitched in my throat as the shorter of the six approached me, his bright blue eyes giving me a friendly vibe, but the grim expression he held made me reconsider my judgement.

My face paled as he pulled out a pocket knife, a sickening smile on his face when he neared me. "Quit fucking around, Louis" One of the blondes from the back spoke up. Louis merely shrugged before reaching around me and cutting me free from the confines of the ropes.

I tugged my hands to my chest instantly, rubbing the red skin in an attempt to ease the rawness. My feet were still tied to the legs of the chair, preventing me from escaping.

My eyes darted to the boy next to curls; He wore a dark black shirt matched with a pair of all black jeans and a pair of white socks. When he wiggled his toes my eyes snapped back up to meet his, a small smirk adorning his features. He too wore a his black hair in a quiff.

"Who are you?" My voice was weak, so small I'm sure the three boys in the back didn't hear it. I'm not sure why I asked that; I'm almost positive that I wouldn't get an answer.

Fuck me and my curiosity.

"I think the question here" Curls paused, eyes scanning over my frame for a brief second before meeting mine again, "is who are you?"

"I'm sure you know the answer to that one" I snapped. "You did kidnap me after all"

"You're right" He smirked, slouching back in his chair and lacing his hands together in his lap. "I know exactly who you are"

"That's not what I meant" I growled, and my breath hitched when he suddenly shot up from his seat, the legs of the chair screaming in protest as they dragged along the hard wood floor.

"Watch how you talk to me, princess"

His harsh words were eased with the use of princess, causing my cheeks to tint a shade darker. When I saw the smirk he wore I knew he'd seen it. Dammit, Rae.

"Well get with it then" I quipped. "You must want something"

Curls nudged the one with the darkest hair, raising his eyebrows as if to say 'You gonna handle this one?'. I was so wrapped up in watching the curly ones expressions that I missed when the dark haired boy with the smug face approached me.

"This is Zayn" Curls introduced. I could feel his eyes on my face as I trailed my own over this 'Zayn' boy. I couldn't really see much besides the fact that his arms were HUGE, his hair was beautiful, and his eyes were dark.

"He's going to ask you a few questions and you are to answer them truthfully. If not..." He trailed off, gaze flicking over to the one with the deceiving blue eyes as a smirk crossed his features. "Just answer them truthfully and everything will be fine"

I scoffed, rolling my eyes and leaning back in my seat. This guy picked the wrong girl to kidnap and if he thinks I'm answering anything I don't want to he can suck a dick.

"Alright, Zayn" Curls motioned him over with a flick of his head, standing from the chair so Zayn could take his place. As they switched places I heard him mumble something that sounded like '712'.

Zayn's eyes were a deep deep brown color, almost black when he approached me. Taking it upon himself to scoot the seat closer to me. Hesitantly, I raised my head to meet his eyes.

"We'll start out easy" He murmured. I took the opportunity to peer around his shoulders as he cracked each knuckle; Something that was meant to be intimidating but made me roll my eyes at the cliche move. As my eyes scanned the room I noticed all the boys were watching curiously, awaiting Zayn's next move. The only one whose eyes were on me was the curly headed boy.

My curiosity was short lived as Zayn pulled his chair even closer to me, forcing eye contact. "What's your name?"

"Raleigh"

"Raleigh what?" Curls piped up from the back.

"Raleigh Holmes" I said back just as harsh. I don't why I'm even answering their questions. I have absolutely no idea why I'm being interrogated, but maybe if I answer truthfully they'll see that I'm innocent. I just wish I knew what I'm innocent from.

I refuse to show fear though. People like these guys live off of it; they thrive from it. And if I show that I'm scared then they'll use it against me. Use it as a weakness.

"Where do you live?"

"Why are you asking me questions you know the answer to? Curly over there must have known where I live if he fucking kidnapped me!"

"You better watch that mouth of yours! Harry already gave you a warning" He growled. So that's what Curly's name is -Harry. Hmm, it fits. "I'm not afraid to hit a girl"

"Me either" I shot back. There was a beat of silence before I let out a whimper, my cheek flinging to the side as Zayn's fist connected with it. I closed my eyes tightly, opening and closing my mouth to stretch my jaw and doing my best not to cry.

My mom's a fucking cop. She deals with this shit all the time, and she's taught me how to fight through it. I opened my eyes quickly, meeting Zayn's smug expression and raising my eyebrows as if to say 'That all you got?'

Zayn either didn't see it or chose to ignore it as he sat back down in his chair, leaning back in the slightest. "Now, where do you live?"

"6879 Oldenburg Drive" I spit out harshly. I saw Zayn's quick intake of breath at my attitude but he quickly calmed and his face turned stoic again.

"What's your mothers name and where does she work?"

I looked at him like he had three heads. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"It has to do with everything, sweetheart" He mocked, getting closer to my face. "Answer the goddamned question"

I sucked my lips into my mouth, defying his orders. He wasn't going to get anything from me about my mom. Yeah, he knows where I live. Yeah, he has a slight physical advantage, but my mom's a fucking cop. Can't she just shoot him or something?

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" He suddenly burst, lunging from his chair and landing a punch square to my nose. My head flew back. Neck turning into jelly as it provided no support. I could feel the blood oozing from my nose, dropping down my chin.

"Fuck you" I growled, cocking my head back before lurching forwards and spitting right in his face. Zayn's eyes visibly dilated, hands trembling against his sides before he laughed humorlessly and wiped the spit from his eyes, flinging it to the side.

I jumped when I heard a gagging noise from the back of the room, followed by the sight of the blonde covering his mouth as he darted up the stairs, the other brunette following after him.

My eyes then landed on Curls -Harry, whose eyes were focused on me yet again. I could have sworn I saw him shake his head as his eyes darted down to the ground, but I didn't really get a chance to glance much longer before I was punched so hard in the stomach my chair went flying backwards.

Before I had the chance to catch my breath again Zayn came lurching for me again, dragging my chair back to the middle of the room and tilting it back until my feet couldn't touch the ground and his hand was the only thing keeping me steady.

I focused on laboring my breathing. Trying to show him that I wasn't afraid. "I'm only gonna ask you one more time, Princess, Who is your mother?"

I kept my lips sealed tight, eyes snapping open to send Zayn a glare. And his dark eyes were the last thing I saw before he grew angry and shoved my chair as hard as he could.

I went flying backwards. My head smashed into the ground, stars clouding my vision before it disappeared completely.

And for the second time in 24 hours, I blacked out.  

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A/N: Heyyy guys! If you're reading this thank you so much! :) I've already posted this story on quotev but I'm transferring it onto here as well as some of my other stories so I hope you enjoy!

If I have time I may even add a few extra chapters for you guys! :)