Nowhere Boys (5sos Fanfic)

Chapter 8

(Emma's P.O.V)

I panted trying to catch my breath as I shoved the purple door open, sending it flying into the wall beside me. I glanced around the room, shocked that it was a bright yellow colour with a white ceiling. Maybe they cleaned it while I was gone?

I froze when I heard shouting and groans of pain, with the sound of punching.

"TELL ME WHERE THEY ARE!!" A man shouted.

"n-never, y-you wil-l never f-find th-em, H-Henderson". A weak voice replied.

"YOUSE ARE NOTHING TO ME!! I COULD EASILY KILL YOU ALL!!" Henderson shouted with rage.

My curiosity got the better of me, as I grabbed a bat that was lent up against the wall beside the door, I snuck over to the small bathroom, to gasp at the sight before me. Luke, Ashton, Calum and Michael were all huddled up in a corner, with bloody and bruised faces, clothes nothing but rags.

Standing above them, baseball bat in hand, was a man, so called Henderson. My throat was dry as I lifted the bat above my head, ready to bring it crashing down on top of his head when he spoke up.

"I will find those girls, one way or another, you will tell me" and with that, he brought the bat down on Luke's shoulder. I screamed and brought my bat down on Henderson's head, but it went straight through him, like he was air. I continued screaming profanities at him as he kept hitting the boys, over and over again, as I watched on helpless.

With one final blow to Calum, the man left with a huff, slamming the door and locking it behind him. I raced towards the boys, trying to talk to them, or hug them, but every time I tried it was like I wasn't even there and they weren't real.

Then I heard Luke speak, voice weak, but reassuring. "It's alright boys, they won't find em. The girls are strong enough to not get caught when they turn". Then it hit me. This wasn't real. I wasn't really there in that moment, the boys were talking about us girls, they were protecting us from Henderson. I watched in horror as Luke stood up and hobbled over to the mirror, wincing and groaning in pain with each step. He wiped his hand over his face, covering it with blood, and wrote those unmistakable words on the mirror...Help Us...

I woke up with a start, mid-way through a scream. Tears were streaming down my face as sweat covered me from head to toe. My throat was sore and dry from screaming and crying, sobs escaping my mouth, breathing rapid and ragged. The girls were crowded around me, worry etched onto their faces.

"What happened? What's wrong? Are you hurt?!" Isabella fussed, worried out of her mind.

"Guys... I had a dream... But not just any dream... I saw the boys, in that bathroom. Henderson was beating them up, and, and I was there. But they couldn't see me." I paused, trying to catch my breath again "They were protecting us... Henderson, doesn't want them... He wants us..." I shakily replied.

"WHAT?!" Scarlett exclaimed. "So they don't really want them, they just took the boys to get to us..."

"So we would come looking for them..." Isabella whispered in disbelief, eyebrows furrowed together in deep thought. "It's a trap, they want us to come after the boys so they can get us".

"So what do we do about it?" Harper inquired.

I frowned. This is so confusing. Why would they want us. There's nothing special about us at all, we barely know how to control our powers. My head started pounding harder as I felt a massive headache coming on. Sighing I stood up off of the bed, how I got from the bathroom floor to the bed is still s mystery to me. I grabbed my water bottle from my bag and a shirt and denim shorts.

"I'm going for a shower girls, I don't feel too good" I sighed out, before closing the bathroom door, not waiting for a reply.

I slipped out of my clothes, and turned the shower tap to the desirable temperature. I stepped under the water, sighing when the warm water relaxed my tense muscles. I felt my headache slowly fade away and I started slipping into my thoughts again.

This whole situation was confusing me so much. How did I see what happened to the boys? It felt so real. It felt like I was there in the moment when it happened, but they couldn't see or hear me at all. I don't know how or why this was happening to me. Werewolves can't teleport or time travel for that matter, so it couldn't have been the boys or myself that made it happen. But if not us, who?