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Chapter 8. Get Me Out of Here

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- Your POV - 

"LET ME GO YOU ASSHOLE!" I scream, being dragged down to wherever this creep is taking me. He just ignores me and yanks my hair harder, going down a set of stairs to a door. 

"You need to behave like a good girl, not be like this you BRAT!" he yells, opening the door and dragging me inside. "You're gonna stay here, and think about what you've done, and don't try and escape. You have someone watching you." the man throws me on the ground, I fall on my hands and knees. The ground is cold stone, my hands and knees sting from the change in tempreture. I don't bother standing up, I stay how I am, listening to the door slam shut and lock behind me. What did he mean someones watching me? I just start to cry once again, tears pouring down my face and dripping softly on the ground, creating a puddle. I feel like screaming, but the only sound of sobbing escapes me. 

It feels like it's been hours, sitting here, looking around the room for any chance of escape. The room is filled with shelves, covered in blankets and little bits and pieces, most of it is broken and smashed. I can't see any security cameras on the walls, so I don't show he could see me, maybe they're hidden amoungst the junk in here. It's scary knowing he's watching me, seeing my every move, maybe if I'm lucky he only watches occasionally. I get up from where I sit, my legs half asleep and a head ache forming from my hair being yanked so hard. Surely there's something in here that can be the slightest of use to get me out, there's so much junk in here it touches the roof. 

- Marcel's POV -  

"We need to go look for her, we're all her friends, and I promised I'd look after her, and I've fucked up!" I yell, slamming my fists on the bench in anger. Delirious, Vanoss and Craig are with me, trying to calm me down, while Delirious is panicking in the corner of the room. The police had said they'd go find (y/n) straight away, but they then said they had more important things to deal with. Tears start trickling down the cheeks, my eyes go red and puffy. She's probably so scared wherever she is, hurt, worried, I don't want to even think about it. "I'm going to get her, is anyone with me?" Craig looks up from his lap, Vanoss is still comforting Delirious who is wheeping in the corner. 

"Let's do this," Delirious says, looking at me dead in the eyes, fury in his eyes. 

"I'm in," Craig says, jumping up from the kitchen counter and patting my back, while Vanoss remains speechless, I already know he's in. He'd do anything to see Delirious happy, he's practically a brother to him. 

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We're in the car, half way to know where, well, where ever this dudes house is. Vanoss and Delirious managed to get all the information the cops got off (y/n)'s computer and jot it down, we know his address now. The car trip has been pretty quiet, Craig's been on his phone texting people, while us other three have been sitting in silence. I decide to turn the radio on, break the silence, hopefully there's a song on that we can half enjoy. I adjust the radio to get a signal, but nothing but static comes on. Thinking back, today was meant to be the day that (y/n) was celebrating her party that Delirious planned. He'd been planning it for weeks, I remember after we met online, it was planned to be a week afterwards. Well, now, it's ruined. 

- Your POV - 

It's been ages now, I still haven't found anything useful. There's some scrap metal around, broken pottery and shards of glass, but I don't want to cut myself. I walk over to the door, slamming my fists against it to get his attention. I haven't seen any security cameras, so maybe he was just lying when he said that someones watching me. I ca hear footsteps coming down, it's either him, or another chick he's kindnapped. I back away from the door, letting it swing open. It's just him, no one else. 

"Have you thought about what you've done? Are you ready to come back up?" I look down at my feet like a dogs that being punished and nod my head. "Speak."

"I'm, I'm sorry, c-can I come b-back up?" 

"Yes. Now come. You have work to do." 

We're now at the top story of whatever building this sickos trapped me in. He hands me a bucket full of soapy water and a sponge, pointing down to the ground. 

"Clean," he says, an angry look in his eyes. I look up at him in disgust, he wants me to clean his floor? 

"Fuck off," I say bluntly, throwing the sponge in the bucket and crossing my arms, now I've pissed him off. He grabs me by my hair, yanking it upwards so I have no choice but to stare into his shallow eyes. 

"I said, clean! Fucking clean!" he pushes me to the ground, my head aching, and my eyes going red and puffy once again. "Stop crying, and CLEAN!" With the tears falling into the bucket below me, I grab the sponge and drop it on the ground, scrubbing the filthy floor. "Good girl, daddy's proud of you. I'll be back with lunch later okay? When I get back, these floors better be spotless, okay?"

"O-okay," I studder, my hands shaking with fear. 

- Marcel's POV - 

We pull up out the back of what is meant to be the building that (y/n) is in. I get out of the car, while Craig, Delirious and Vanoss get four metal baseball bats from the trunk, this guys about to get fucked up. Vanoss hands me a bat and we walk up to the door, opening it quietly, we don't know where this guy could be. I turn to face the boys, huddling in so we can only hear each other by a near whisper. 

"Delirious and I will go upstairs, you search ground floor. Meet back at the car in 10, if you can't find her, we go back in..."