Chapter 1: Help, please

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Jessica's P.O.V:

  Slap! Is all i hear as his hand slid across my face forcefully. I fall to the floor grasping my cheek. I try to reach the phone to call for help. "Never, ever talk to me like that again you little rat!" he would yell, "You are a worthless piece of trash!" "Nobody wants you or will ever like you!" "You are a NOTHING." These words hurt but I'm used to it. Everyday, he would come home drunk most times ever since Mom died during a shooting at her work place. I was there with her and my dad thought i could've protected her. I was only 5 at the time. I have no one. No family, no friends, no pets... and no love.

  My name is Jessica Martinez. i have long, dirty blonde hair; blueish greenish eyes; and i was born in Glouster on 2001, July 25.

  He pulled me up by my hair and dragged me to a messy room. He threw me on the bed, tied my hands and feet to the feet of the bed, and duct taped my mouth shut. "I'll be right back. I've been preparing this gorgous thing for a LONG time."  I gulped. Please help me...

Louis' P.O.V:

  "Hahahahaha!" Niall and I laughed. These Wanted lads are funny! Right now, we are in the One Direction tour bus just driving around. We were driving down a street when I had this feeling that something wasn't right.

  Please help me! I heard. My eyes widened. "Paul, stop the car." I stated calmly. "Why? We're in the middle of nowhe-" "PAUL, STOP THE CAR!!!" I felt the car come to a stop. I jumped out the car with Harry, Liam, Nathan, Max, Zayn, Niall, Siva, Tom, and Jay following in that order. "Why did we stop?" Nathan asked.

  Please don't come back, please!  I followed the thoughts to a two story shack-looking house in between two small houses. Niall put his ear to the door and said he heard soft crying and yelling from the top floor. "Ok, now we have to be quiet. Harry, get the pocket knives from the bus; Paul, make sure nobody sees the bus; Zayn, use your telekinesis to remove the door quietly; the rest follow me." I whisper. Harry gave me an odd look but did it anyway. If you're wondering why we have pocket knives in our bus then... let's just say that we belive in 'Better safe than sorry'.

Okay, so I know this is a short chapter but i ran out of ideas so... yeah. What do you think will happen when they go inside? Will they get caught OR will they be slick and make it out unhurt? Comment your thoughts below! Oh and the picture of Jessica is on the side ===>>   Thanks for reading, i will update as soon as i can!

- Ugly Cupcake ^.^

NEVER MIND! I am so sorry that I couldn't put up the pic of Jessica. Don't hate me plz!

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