She's Not Afraid

Chapter 17

***Drew's pov***

I layed staring at the ceiling for what seemed like forever before I heard a buzzing noise.

"My phone!" I muttered excitedly.

I listened to the sound intently for a few seconds before moving.It sounded as if the noise was muffled.It must be under something.I smiled walking over the large dresser that stood in the corner of the room.I pulled open each drawer and threw out the clothes until I found my phone under a pile of t-shirts.It stopped buzzing just as I picked it up."One missed call from Kaylee" was displayed on the screen.I cursed under my breath but didnt call her back.She could wait.I searched through my contacts until I found one of the boys's numbers again.I clicked the first one I saw and began calling him.

"Hello?" Niall answered.

"Shit." I muttered.

"Who is this?" Niall asked.

"You should know,I mean,you are the one who put your number into my phone." I growled.

"Drew." Niall replied flatly.

"Damn straight." I huffed.

"What do you want?" Niall asked.

"For someone to come get me." I replied.

"I thought you wanted to get away from us." Niall huffed.

"I did but not this way."I explained.

"Well too bad, so sad, I cant go alone." Niall smirked.

"And why not?" I asked rudely.

"Zayn refuses to let us go alone." Niall answered.

"Then dont tell him where youre going." I replied simply.

"I thought you hated me." Niall said confused.

"That doesnt matter right now, I just want to get out of here." I said sadly.

"Fine Ill come as long as you promise not to hate me anymore." Niall bargained.

"Alright, alright.Just hurry, please." I agreed.

"Wait.I have no idea where you are." Niall interjected.

"Im in Bradford, somewhere." I replied sheepishly.

"So not only do I have to risk getting caught, I also have to find exactly where you are." Niall groaned.

"Im sorry that Im not aware of the exact location of the place my second kidnappers brought me to." I huffed.

"Whatever.Ill find you." Niall replied annoyedly.

"Well dont show your enthusiasm too much." I said sarcastically.

"Aww shut up." Niall grumbled.

"I have to go." I said quickly as I heard footsteps coming towards the room.

"What?Why?" Niall asked frantically.

"Not so happy now, are we?" I smirked.

"Just answer the question." Niall huffed.

"Someone's coming." I answered."Bye."

"Bye I-" Niall's voice cut off as I hurriedly ended the call and shoved my phone into my bra.

"Hey." Jake smiled.

I smiled flatly and sat down.I let out a deep sigh realizing that I had been holding my breath.

"You alright?" Jake asked sitting next to me.

"Fine." I lied.

"Sure?" Jake questioned.

"Yeah." I lied once again."Hey,what day is it?"

"August 29th I think." Jake answered unsurely.

"Shit." I muttered.

"What?" Jake asked confused.

"Im late." I replied.

"Late for what." Jake asked, cocking one eyebrow up.

"It's a girl thing." I replied.

"Oh." Jake said looking away.

"Wait,that means-"

"So you must be pregnant." Jake said like it was nothing.

"Thats not a good thing." I huffed.

"Why not?I mean, dont all girls want something to take care of?" Jake asked, not seeing the problem.

"Yeah, but that would be like a puppy or a kitten NOT a baby." I said stressing the word "not".

"I still dont see the problem." Jake said.

"The problem is that I have no idea who the father is and Im not so sure Im ready for that kind of responsibility." I sighed.

"How do you not know who the father is?" Jake asked with wide eyes.

"Because I was raped by four different guys." I explained.

"Well shit, you're in a pickle." Jake replied.

"Damn straight." I huffed.

"Dont worry, Ill help you." Jake smiled.

"I barely know you." I replied.

"Well that doesnt mean I cant help." Jake said.

"I dont need help.I need a superman." I replied jokingly.

"Well, I cant be no superman, but for you Ill be superhuman...If that works." Jake added.

"Thank you." I smiled.

"So, if Im going to be your superhuman, I need to get to know you better.Tell me everything." Jake smiled.

So I did.From my dad leaving.To my alcoholic mother.The job at the coffee shop.Being kidnapped.Being raped, slapped, cussed at, and yelled at.To being kidnapped from my kidnappers.To escaping.To being kidnapped again....Everything up until this point was spilled.And you know what?It felt good.Ive never felt better.And the best part?I finally feel like someone acctually cares.I like this feeling.I like it very much.