Kidnapping the Psychic (One Direction FanFic)

Chapter 9

I sat up and my head spun around. The floor was stone, hard, and cold and then walls were made of the same stuff. I sighed and stood up, the door was on the far side of the room. I walked over there and tried open the door. No luck. 

“Real cool guys.” I yelled loud enough for them to here.

Wait is this the basement?

I ran my hands over the walls hoping it would be in one of those cartoons or old shows where there would be a special one and the wall would spin and I would be in a really cool room. But nothing happened.

My clothes were still the same but had blood on them and some rips. I sighed and sat down. What am I going to do now? Suddenly the door opened and Harry walked down. The door slammed shut and I sighed.

“What up Styles?” I asked him.

He smirked he had a whip in his hand, “What up, Anderson?”

“Um… nice whip.” I said shallowly. 

“Awe, human doesn’t like the whip?”

“I’m not human.” I laughed.

Harry’s smile increase, “But aren’t you?”

“What the hell are you talking about!?!” I asked standing up.

He drew his hand back and then something this the side of my face, pain instantly came and it was a burning pain, then a drop of blood ran down my face. Harry looked at it then drew his finger out, wiped the drop of blood up, then put his finger in his mouth.

“Mmm.” He said then said, “Never act on your own behalf again, are we clear?”

I nodded.

“Good.” He said then added, “Welcome to your room, you’ll be here for a while.”

I wanted to cry but I didn’t have enough energy to, “What did you guys do to me?” 

“We took away everything you have… well had.” He said then squatted down to my face level, “Well, we kill your dad and your mom, made everyone forget about little Riley Anderson, trapped you here… forever, and now you have no powers… what so ever.”

My bottom lip quivered, “You killed my mom?”

“Yeah, wasn’t that a surprise?” He asked me.

“Wh-why?” I asked looking into his emerald eyes that sparkled down at me.

He shrugged, “We’re bored.”

“But-”

“Don’t worry.” Harry said, his voice was pure evil, “You won’t ever have to worry, we’ll take good care of you.” 

I was about to say something but his fangs were in my neck. My scream wanted out so bad but couldn’t because I was so scared. So I just sat there and let him. I let him drink my blood. And he would do this everyday.