Taken

Past(24)

Becca's POV

"So Shawn where did you find her?" Taylor asks as were walking into the living room.

"Oh I found her in my closet" Shawn laughs as he explains what happened.

"Really!" Taylor laughs in response.

"Yeah"

I get pulled onto the couch by Shawn and he puts his arm over my shoulders, Taylor and Ethan sit down and Shawn starts explaining how I have to be the waitress today. I zone out and stop listening to them and just stare down at my hands.

"Becca? Becca!" Shawn snaps me out of my thoughts, I look up at him and give him a questioning look.

"Can you go start making lunch?" Shawn asks. I just nod my head and stand up, cooking is better than being stuck there under Shawn's arm.

"What do you want for lunch?" I try to say it as kindly as I can because I don't feel like getting into more trouble.

"I bought a bunch of food just make a bunch of different stuff." He reply's sounding unsure.

I walk into the kitchen and start looking through the cupboards and in the fridge, I decide to make a few different types of pasta and some salad. I know Shawn probably wont like it as much as the frozen pizza in the freezer but he has no say since I'm cooking it.

I boil some water and add the pasta noodles, that will take about ten minutes so I get everything I need for salad out of the fridge. I wash the lettuce and pat it dry with a paper towel. I grab a bowl out of the cupboard and start ripping the lettuce into it.

The door opens and I turn around to see Ethan walking in, he walks over to the sink and rinses his hands off and dries them. He then walks over to me and starts helping me, we stay in silence until we run out of lettuce.

"Why are you helping me?" I ask confused.

"Because I know how it feels to be kidnapped and how much it sucks to be alone with no one to talk to as a friend." He reply's.

"What do you mean by kidnapped?"

"Two years ago when I was 14 Taylor and a few other guys decided that they wanted me to be a part of their group, they knew I wouldn't agree so they kidnapped me, for months I wouldn't talk to anyone and would just feel so alone and empty. They trust me enough now to let me go on walks and leave the house because they think I trust them. I still have almost the same rules as you"

I honestly don't know how to respond to what he's telling me so I reply by just saying "oh..".

"So what else do you need help with?" Ethan asks smiling.

I think I trust Ethan, I don't think he would lie about something like that and he seems like a nice person, its going to be great to have someone that I can talk to and someone who will understand how I feel.

"You could take over the salad and I can do the pasta" I suggest, Ethan nods his head and starts cutting up some vegetables for the salad while I grab a strainer and drain the water from the noodles into the sink.

I then separate the noodle in half and put garlic butter with one half and Alfredo sauce in the other. I then put them on the table and help Ethan put everything he cut up into the salad bowl, we then set it on the table.

"Do you wanna go tell them its ready while I get glasses out for drinks?" I ask Ethan.

"Sure" he says while leaving the room.

I go up into the cupboard and get glasses out and realize I forgot to put plates out so I grab four plates and set everything out. The door opens again and the three boys walk in, I grab forks and set them on the table we get seated pretty quickly. Ethan and Taylor on one side Shawn and I on the other.