Escaping Madness (Austin Mahone Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10- Your Life is in My Hands

Hiyah! Guess what I'm wearing right now? I'm wearing a monkey hat! It's really cold in my house. Anyways, I hope you are enjoying the story so far! :) Remember to vote, if you like the story! Hope you pre-ordered Austin Mahone's new single: MMM yeah! I know I did (; By the way, it's back to Sophia's Point of View!

~Sarah :)

______________________________________________

"Sophia, can we talk?"

I turned around to see Austin standing behind me.

"Sure. What's on your mind?"

"I just wanted to talk about... something."

"And that something is....?"

"Us," he said.

Austin's face was unreadable. " You are..."

Come on Austin! Spit it out!

"I want to be..."

That's when I woke up. I hate it when I wake up before the dream ends.

I looked around and forgot that I was on an airplane. Michele and I were going to meet Alex and Austin at the hotel. They left before us because they needed their 'man time'.

I think I'm going to get sick.

I can't help, but feel like I'm being watched. I felt somebody's stare burning through the back of my head.

I'm just paranoid.

I tried to convince myself that nobody was watching me, but it was not working.

The best thing I can do right now is ignore the feeling.

I tapped sleepy Michele's shoulder.

"Michele, May I use the restroom?"

"Yes you may." With that response, I stand up and make my way to the bathroom. When I arrived, I made sure to lock the door. I don't trust anybody on this plane, except Michele. I just don't feel safe.

I just need to clear my head.

I'm tired of thinking about the stalker car. I'm tired of thinking about the texts and I'm tired of thinking about my dad.

"Hello? The passengers on the airplane are leaving."

It must be a flight attendent.

"I'm coming out." I unlocked the door and looked for Michele, but I couldn't find her.

She must be waiting for me.

I grabbed my carry on luggage and exited the plane. Of course, I was the last one to exit. Michele is still no where to be seen. I decided to call her cell phone.

This isn't like her.

I started to panic. It went straight to her voice mail. I continued calling her. Eventually, I decided to call Alex and ask if she was already there with them.

"Hello?" Alex sounded worried, I don't normally call him.

"This is Sophia. Please tell me Michele is with you!"

"I would love to tell you she is with us, but she isn't. Is everything okay?"

"No. We should have went on the private jet with you and Austin. Now I can't find Michele and I'm scared. Please come here to the airport."

"I'm on my way."

I hung up and begin my search for Michele.

This is ALL of my fault. I should've stayed with her, instead of going to the bathroom.

I looked in the ladies room, outside and I even asked the front desk, but she was no where.

"Sophia!" I heard a voice call, I knew the voice was Alex. I ran towards Alex and gave him a hug. "I'm sorry, Austin couldn't make it. He has rehearsal."

"It's alright. I'm glad your here."

"Let's go to the hotel. Maybe she met an old friend." I nodded, following him into a taxi.

The car ride was awkward. I'm not talking about between Alex and me; I'm talking about the taxi driver. He keeps staring at us and laughing at nothing.

His face and laugh are both familar.

"We need to get out of this taxi, now." I whispered to Alex.

"Why?" I ignored him. It was a red light and this is are only chance of escape. I opened the door and was about to leave the taxi, but I felt a hand grab my wrist. It wasn't Alex because he was already out of the car; It was the taxi driver, my dad.

"Sophia King get back in this car right now!" He barked. He squeezed tighter around my wrist.

"Let go!" I tried to break loose by licking his arm, but I failed miserably. Alex tried helping me by pulling me away. I felt a sharp pain on my arm and it was my dad's teeth; I screamed in pain. Alex finally pulled me away from my dad and carried me, as fast as he could, to the hotel.

We finally arrived at our room and Alex placed me on the bed.

"Alex..."

"Hold that thought. I need to bandage your bleeding arm," I smiled as he looked through all of the bags for a first aid kit.

"I think it was in Michele's bag, which is with her. I'm still worried about her, Alex. It's like she disappeared."

Alex disappeared into the bathroom, I assumed he was looking for a first aid kit.

"I'm going to ask the front desk about a bandage. I'll only be gone for a few minutes. Please call me if you need anything."

"I will."

My phone has a text message and it's not from Alex or Austin.

From: Unknown

Looking for your Michele? You must meet me in the hotel lobby at midnight or I beat her until she's dead.

This could be a trap. This could be somebody who is working for my dad. This person might not even have Michele.

To: Unknown

I don't believe you. If you really have Michele, send me a picture of her.

Almost instantly, I recieved a picture of Michele, unharmed, but she did look like she was crying. I started to cry. Her life was in my hands.

From: Unknown

Hope you make the right decison.