*Colin's POV*
I could hear the footsteps echo off the walls and down the stairs. It felt like my body was paralyzed.
"Wake up." I felt someone kick my side.
I couldn't move.
I feel someone touch my neck, "I think she's dead." it was the younger boy, whose name I now know is Tony.
"Dead?"
"She's not breathing. She has no pulse." Tony lied.
"What do we do?" one of the older men asks.
"Bring her to the car. I know what we're going to do." he commands Tony.
This wasn't part of the plan.
I could feel my body being placed in something, then a slamming of something above me.
I'm in the trunk.
We drove for what felt like an eternity.
"What are we going to do with her here?" Tony asks.
"What do you think?" I could feel my body being picked up then placed down; a engine starting shortly after.
A boat engine.
"Pick her up and throw her over." the men tell Tony.
This wasn't part of the plan by any means. When was the drug supposed to wear off?
"Please wake up." he whispers, before dropping my body into the water below.
I was sinking and there was nothing I could do about it. The drug paralyzed my body, as I could only hear what was going on around me. I was going to drown.
My body hit the bottom.
And my eyes shot open.
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Extremely short. And I'm sorry.:/ possibly 3 parts left, unless I wanna drag it on... Feedback please?!? Plus I start school tomorrow(5th), so I'm not sure when I'll post!
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FanfictionColin had everything she could ever want. Amazing friends, great grades, the perfect boyfriend of nearly four years. Not to mention being on tour with him as he lived his dreams out with his four closest friends. Yes, she was hated for being in love...