Luke's P.O.V
I looked her in the eyes when Brad shut the doors closed behind them. The tears came beaming out like a river. I let out a husky growl and came crashing against the door, but it didn't budge at all. It was locked. I used all my strength and pressed down the handle as I pushed against the door once again, but still no luck.
"Luke, what's going on?" Calum asked once he and Michael came running down the hallway. I let out a frustrated sigh and took of my jacket.
"Brad has Emmy and Jennifer." I muttered and felt how my teeth cracker due to my tightened jaw.
"Fucking shit!" Calum yelled at the top of his lungs and grabbed his hair frustrated.
They both came over to my side and helped me trying to open the door, but it was impossible.
"Fuck this shit." I muttered and pulled out a gun I had hidden inside my pants and aimed it towards the locker and fired a few times. Both Calum and Michael backed away from the door quickly and covered their ears with their hands. Once the bullets in the gun had run out I threw the gun against the door and began to push it open again.
And it budged.
With a loud bang I came crushing through it with both Michael and Calum right behind me. With intense eyes I scanned the place and soon saw a black van with an open door about 50 meters away from us.
"Come on." I hissed and began running towards it. I totally blacked out from reality. The only thing I could imagine was Brad's hands all over my girl, and I was really not having it. This is fucking war. Brad, you messed with the wrong man's woman.
Once we came closer we sneaked into the shadows and pressed our backs against the walls. I bend down and crawled closer to see what's going on, but I could only see so much.
But I heard.
"Was it the right arm?"
"Positive."
That voice. It was waaay too familiar too me.
"I see something."
"YES! We've got it. Should we dump her?"
"No, I wanna torture Hemmings. Let's bring them both back to the house."
My mouth dropped at the words I heard.
They had found out about the chip.
And Ashton was the reason.
Emmy's P.O.V
A sharp light and muffled voices awoken me from whatever I was doing. Was I asleep? In a coma?
I opened my eyes and directly squinted. What the hell happened? Are we back in Australia yet? Luke, where are you? What the hell am I wearing? A dress?
Suddenly I remember everything.
The gala.
Brad.
Luke.
Oh my god.
I quickly sat up and swung my legs over the edge of the bed I was lying on. I looked around me with a confused expression. I was in a white room, from floor to ceiling. Beside me was some kind of knife, like one of those they use in hospital movies. Next to it was an empty shot with a blue liquid dripping from the needle.
Did they operate me?
No.
They did not.
But--- how?
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Protect me - Luke Hemmings Punk
Fanfiction"What were you thinking, Em?!" "Well, did you expect me to be pushed around inside of that horrible house for ages?" "Yeah, I thought that after you knew the truth you would understand that your life is in danger." *~* In which a girl reunites with...
