Chapter 59.

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Sams POV

iv lost track of how many days iv been in here. what was done to me i dont even want to rememeber. multiple men have been in here taking there turns on me, zayn sitting in the corner watching. i was ready to die, i was giving up on anyone coming to find me, hell how would they find me? all i thought about was louis, im never going to see his beauitful face and those sparkling blue eyes. were never going to get married in the beautiful castle. im never going to see the babies grow up, im never going to see my best friend finally get the man she deserves. im never going to see niall in those stupid glasses, even tho i liked him in them. ill never see my baby brother become more of a man he has grown into.

iv lost so much blood and thinking about everyone is the only reason im still alive. i wanted to die, i needed to die. i felt another fist his my jaw.
i spit out the blood of whoever was in front of me.
"u know.... u been the best one yet and the fact that ur still alive amazes me, u think ur stupid boyfriend or stupid highschool friends would come save u when in reality they dont give a flying fuck about u, love" i tried to kick zayn in front of me only causing more pain in my ribs. he rubs his hand over my face. "i never thought u were beautiful, but now u become my master peice. and i fucking hate it" he kicks me in the ribs one more time and leaves the room.

Angies POV

Thensecond car beeps. Rick comes out. "Were close. We need to get prepared. We don't know anything so we need to be ready for anything" we hear up with wepons and take it to foot from here. After about 45 mins we see the lights and the town. People are walking around. But in see through clothes and flowers on their private parts. Its dark and grin. What is Sam going through?

Daryls POV.

were crouched down looking into the fence. ehat the fuck is wrong with these freaks? i always knew zayn was off but now hes deff off his rocker.
i turn around and inform everyone what we need to do. "what if shes not in there?" niall whispers.
"who else would of have done this?" louis whispers.
"we try not to kill any of the civilians, angie do u have any idea where they could keep her. u guys know this place not me."  i tell everyone.
angie thinks and says. "larrys office?"
everyone agrees. "or maybe where they kept her last time??" niall says.
to remember that she was already held captive upsets me more and determin that we have to get her back. i pull out the smoke grenades and find a hole into the fence. inthrow the first one into the town and everyone freaks out. we make our way in.

Angies POV

We all keep low and close while entering the town. We know our destinations. Larry's old house. Its The biggest house in town and I'm betting its the only house that can for zayns ego. As we stay low underneath the smoke it really sets in how wierd this town is. Is this what he meant by creativity? Its disgusting. I look over at Louis he is making a disturbed face. I poke him then stick out my chest and list up my shoulders indicating to him we have to stay strong. One of the freeks comes up to us with a fun and tells us to stop. Daryl busts her over the head and she fall's to the ground. We are close to Larry's house. Once we approach Rick signals we are to enter around the back. Before going in I grab Harry's hand and sweeze. Then let go and charge.

Sams POV

i flickered my eyes open and tried to bring myself back up but i was weak. dry blood crusted to the side of my mouth and i couldnt even wipe it off. i spit out whatever spit i had left. when i get the strenght to get back up there was zayn, still. "have a nice nap there love?" i didnt say a word to him. he comes closer to me unbuckling his belt.
"just fucking kill me"
"ohhh but love that takes the fun out of all this"
i closed my eyes crying what little tears i had left.
"you crying is not going to save u lil girl, im ablut to rock ur world even more"
he comes closer to me rubbing his finger down my face. 
all of a sudden i hear a loud bang and gun fire.
zayn pulls up his pants and looks out the window.
"SHIT!"
im too weak to even give a shit.
zayn tuns over and grabs his gun and runs out the door. he left me, thank god maybe i can die in peace now. i start to clpse my eyes again

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