Never to be Seen

Chapter 11

Hi! My friend told me that it would be a good idea to list what songs I think would go with this chapter so I'm just going to list some songs I was listening to while writing:

Wrecking Ball- Miley Cyrus

Be Still-The Fray

Make You Feel My Love-Adele

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The cold air hit me as if I had just jumped into a pool with freezing cold water but I kept running.

I could hear Zayn yelling my name behind me but I refused to stop. I had tried to outrun him once but I had failed.

This time, I wasn't going to let him catch me.

I ran through people and made sharp turns, making my way out of the busier part of the town.

Zayn's footsteps were getting closer and closer.

I decided at the last minute to make a left turn onto a dark road. My feet carried me through the cold night and I could see my heavy breathing in front of me.

Adrenaline still pulsed through me and I tried to make my strides longer.

The road I was running along had no street lights and seemed as if it stretched on forever. Trees casted shadows on the street from the moonlight and I looked at the trees.

There were woods that looked thick and as if they would go on forever.

I wanted to turn around and look to see where Zayn was but I told myself that it would only slow myself down.

I ran straight ahead and then sharply I turned right straight into the woods, making sure it looked as if the trees had completely swallowed me.

I heard Zayn calling my name behind me but I continued running. Instead of running straight in front of me, I ran along the street, the trees shading me.

I ran until I couldn't hear Zayn calling my name any longer. I ran deeper into the woods and I sat down against the base of a tree.

My heart was pounding in my chest and the fatigue of all the running caught up with me.

I had outrun Zayn.

I sat on the wet leaves and closed my eyes. My heavy breathing was all that I heard yet the voices in my head were louder than ever.

I had no idea where I was, and I had just ran into woods. It was dark and freezing cold, all I had on was a sweater and yoga pants.

Tears fell from my eyes but I didn't bother to wipe them away. There would only be more to follow.

Zayn was eventually going to give me up for money and I was thinking that he actually liked me. He kissed me like he wanted me yet he couldn't care less.

My tears turned into sobbing and I put my face into my hands.

I had been played by him.

Why was it always me? Why did something always have to go wrong when I thought everything was finally going right?

I fell for him, and he blindsided me.

Why was I so stupid? I thought to myself.

He had kidnapped me, he was part of a gang, he watched his mother die in front of him yet he was ready to give me up for what? Money?

Zayn really was an asshole and the thought made my heart ache.

He would always be the kidnapper.