Gone

"The Roses Of Death" 24

I didn't think that Nyxinia would upload it so I didn't care. Adrianna put the volume up so high the car vibrated. "The end of the night, we should say goodbye. But we carry on, while everyone's gone. I never felt like this before, are we friend or are we more? As I'm walking towards the people , I'm not sure. But babyif you say, you want me to stay, I'll change my mind. Cause I don't wanna know when I'm walking away, if you'll be mine. Won't go, I won't go." I closed my eyes, not afraid of the camera with the tiny red light any more. 

LOUIS' POV

"What the fuck mate?" Niall got closer to Zayn after the camera's were close. He seemed really pissed. "Are you trying to get me in trouble? 'He's whipped for her! I mean, don't think about me or anything!"

"Calm down, lad!" I walked over to the angry boy and Zayn. "Modest won't care enough to get you in trouble.

"Mate, calm down," I said laying my hand on Niall's shoulder. "Ya know, she was probably watching." His eyes softened, and he walked over to the chair, and put his hands over his face, and his elbows on his knees. I knew his right knee had to hurt. He told me about his knee hurting. He pulled a muscle in his knee. "It's ok," I patted his back, while I heard him sniffle. 

"I miss her.."

"Same here, bud. Why don't you contact her?"

"I can't. I'll get in trouble. I love her."

"I know. C'mon lets go home." We all went to our hotel rooms, and I shared one with Niall. He went right to bed. While he snored, I tried thinking of a plan to get us help. I fell asleep thinking.

Niall woke up around 3 Pm, when we were all in our room watching news. Niall sat down in only his boxers. His eyes were still red and I knew he was crying. "Oh look!" Liam called, about the news report, and turned the volume up. 

"We spotted Andrea McDonald at a London fair, with her sister and a friend. Once piling into her new Range Rover. Theres a rumor that Andrea is pregnant. In this footage," it switched to a video, "she holds her belly and seems to get bad pain in her abdomen." Niall is already at the television, intently listening. Andrea drops her cup of soda and balances herself on her sister, and holds her stomach. "And in the footage of her in her car, as you see, she's holding her stomach, and flipping the media off." 

Niall wouldn't look away from the tv for any reason. Even for food. "Also, Andrea's friend recorded her singing One Direction's song, Last First Kiss. In it, you hear her singing the song wrong a few times. Andrea's sister also says its her favorite song. Here's the video." It shows her singing and all I think is how wonderful of a singer she is. She can be a singer if she wanted, but if she didn't like those paparazzi then she won't like media as a singer.

ANDREA'S POV

I watched the television and groaned. My singing was everywhere on television now. It wasn't that bad of a video, I looked alright, and my voice was ok but I messed up a few times and inserted kidnapped sounding lyrics. I almost cried. 

It was already late at night. Right now it'd be around 6 Pm, sunset. Now it was about 11, so I paddled down the to my room, and laid down. That night the months I was in captivity flashed before my eyes.

I woke up in a sweat, screaming even when I woke. Adrianna got up, and had to quiet me. Neighbors across the street called the cops, and Adrianna had to explain everything. I laid on my bed on my side for the whole day. I didn't eat, even though I was hungry, I didn't go to the bathroom, I didn't drink anything, I just breathed and blinked. 

That night I barely slept. The black wall reminded me of what I saw during captivity. When I did get sleep, it wasn't much. 

I heard Nyxinia come over, and she was talking to Adrianna about neighbors. 

"Where's Andrea?"

"She's been acting really weird lately. She wouldn't stop screaming yesterday, wouldn't eat, she ate a little today. I think she's sick." I heard murmuring but I closed my mind. I stopped thinking. Whenever I thought, the kidnapping seemed to be brought up. Not thinking seemed much better than being reminded. 

It seemed like hours passed quickly. When I shut off my thoughts it was like I fell asleep. Adrianna brought cut up peices of chicken in, and laid it by my face. I didn't have the strength to pick a tiny peice of chicken and drop it in my mouth, even though I had been laying there all day and yesterday. Adrianna took a seat besides my knees.

"You should eat the dinner." I didn't reply. "Look, you were fine before, and now, I don't know." I didn't answer. That was when everything was so blurry. As if it wasn't real, but it was. "I know it's hard," no, Adrianna, you don't know. When were you kidnapped? When were you pregnant? Or, hm, lemme think, when were you pregnant with a baby whose father you didn't know? When were you raped? Okay, Adrianna, tell me how 'you know.' 

"If you don't get up tonight or tomorrow, and come down stairs and talk I'm taking you to the hospital." I didn't move or reply. 

She got angry and got up and left. Once I heard my door click shut, I barely reached up, and dropped a peice in my mouth. Even that was difficult. She could take me to the hospital, I don't care. I didn't eat any more chicken that night, or drink anything. When Adrianna noticed I hadn't eaten or drank much, she took the food away in an angry mood. I heard her door slam and she fell asleep, for her snores were deafening. it was all I heard. I reached on the counter next to my bed and got the IPod I used yesterday. I pressed shuffle, and immediatley heard, "One, two, three," in a soft quiet wisper. 

"Settle down with me," Niall said he didn't care about me. "Cover me up." He wouldn't care if I fell off a cliff. "Cover me in." He probably tells people I'm worthless. "Lie down with me." I wish he were here, even if I don't mean anything to him. "And hold me in your arms." I wish I were in his arms. His strong arms. "And your heart's against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck." I wish I could kiss him one for time. "I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet." I mean nothing to him. "And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now." I love him.

I actually got sleep that night. I didn't have any nightmares, and I slept the whole night. When I woke up, I laid there. I had to use the bathroom, but I didn't want to move. My IPod was still on, playing music but my ears were far from the headphones. My door opened, and Adrianna came in, screaming at me. 

"Get up!" was what she yelled. Her voice was so quiet even though she had been screaming. She left the room, and came back with the house phone, and it was pressed to her ear. She hung up, and went into my drawer and started pulling out shirts and pants and packing them in a small suitcase. I just laid there, and didn't have the courage or strength to move anything in my body. I had a pain in my stomach but I didn't flinch.

Soon two men in blue suits walked into my room. They kneeled by me and tried to talk to me. "How do you feel? Do you like listening to music? Can you get up for me? Can you hear me?" Eventually they gave up. It was silly they would think that I would respond. They pulled the stretcher closer to the bed, and one got my head, the other got my feet, and they laid me in the stretcher. I guess Adrianna was serious about calling the ambulance.