STALKER (Harry A. U.)

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

HARRY
Have you ever felt so helpless in your life that you cannot even move ? That for every activity required to be performed by a normal human being to survive, you would have to rely on someone else? Well right now at this moment I was feeling like that. My hands and legs were tired to the two opposite poles of the bed. They were tied really tightly with chains so I was having difficulty in even moving my toes or fingers. My mouth was gagged with a piece of wool with a tape over it. Did anyone even miss me back at home? I bet my sister was rejoicing on the fact that I had finally left home. Niall was too uncomfortable after the kiss to even talk to me properly, let alone, search for me. And Zayn? He is mad at me!!!! He probably thinks that I was the reason due to which Martha was dead. Now, on thinking hard about Martha's death, could it be that Emily was the murderer? No, it cannot be because Emily might be a crazy and obsessed stalker but she couldn't be a murderer. Could she? All these thoughts were driving me insane. I did not know what to believe in anymore. I tried to shift in my place a bit but of course failed. Now, I was regretting coming to London. Or more importantly ever talking to Emily after Niall had warned me about her. I don't know what got into me. It was just that her innocent smile and brown eyes attracted me towards her. She was so sweet and innocent. Originally I felt pity for her but then I started liking her. But now I wish I had never met her or bumped into her.
I was held into a sort of a room. My eyes were traveling up and down at the room for like the hundredth time. Apart from the bed in which I was lying there was a window which was always closed, a small round table, and a cupboard. I had guessed that this was an abandoned guest house or some warehouse because I never heard the sound of traffic. I did not know for how long I had been here. Gosh!!! I wish I never came to London and stayed at Cheshire. I miss my old life. Louis and Liam. But shouldn't my mom be worried about me?!!! Suddenly the door opened and Emily entered. She was again wearing her usual attire with her black hoodie covering her face. I don't know why she still did it? I already knew the person behind the hoodie.She was indeed really strange. She was again carrying the usual - burger and French fries. She kept the plate on the bed and opened the chains around my hands and removed the tape around my mouth. I rubbed my hands and started hogging on the food. As soon as I finished my food she gave me some water and again tied my hands with those godforsaken chains. Then she started getting the syringe ready through which she would inject some drug into my blood system. It made me feel really weak and drowsy. As she was getting it ready I again pleaded 'Please let me go, Emily. I will not tell anyone about this kidnapping. I promise. Please just let me go. I really miss everyone.' But there was no response from her as usual. As she began getting ready to inject the syringe I kept on saying, 'Why are you doing this to me? Emily I BEG you!!! Just let me go.' Then she injected the syringe. I could feel my eyes closing and at last said 'I ........ Want......... To........ Go!!'
Okay this story is almost reaching the climax. There are few chapters left. I am excited to reach the finish. Anyways, a big thanks to everyone who has read and voted for this story. It is because of all of you that my story is now #73 in mystery /thriller. Thank you soooooooooo much!!!!!