(1D) Saw ; The Beginning

(4) Chapter Two ; On the Line .

Calum Hood ; 

  *CRACK* 

   

I held the phone away from my ear, wincing at the loud sound that now rang in my ear drum.

   

  "Luke what the hell?!" I growled sticking my finger in my ear to try and rid the noise. "What the fuck was that??"

  "Ah! What the fuck?! Get off me!" I heard Luke grunting in the background. "Wh-who the fuck are you?? L-let me go!" 

I gulped, listening closely now. Was he being serious? 

  "Luke?" I hesitated weakly. "L-Luke come on, this isn't funny!"

 "CALUM!!!" 

   

His scream was real. My eyes dilated in fear as I started to panic. He was serious, this was serious. I could hear things falling to the ground, and more grunts of pain or struggle.

   

   "Cal!!! Help me!!!" 

  "Luke?!" I screamed, my eyes starting to water. "Luke?! T-talk to me!!! Where are you?!"

   Ashton finally walked in, immediately glaring at me. "What's wrong?"

   

I turned my phone on speaker, and tossed it to the foot of the bed. I pulled my knees to my chest and cupped my hands over my ears, not sure what to do. Ashton's face turned hard as he listented. He didn't quite know what to make of the noise.

   

  "What the fuck?" Ashton scratched his head.

   "C-Cal..."  both Ashton and I exchanged horrified glances. Luke sounded like he were choking, like he couldn't breathe. That struck the fear right down the both of us. "P-please, help me...." 

  "Luke?" Ashton murmured out of breath. The gleam in his eyes only made me want to cry hard.

I nodded trying to hold back the tears. Moments after, Luke's end of the line died, rising the tension in the room. I looked at Ash as he gaped, covering his mouth.

  "Shit..." I whimpered getting to my feet. "We need to find him!"

 "H-he could be anywhere!" he shouted, running his fingers through his hair trying to think straight. "Wh-when did he even leave??"

   "That doesn't matter! Come on!"

   

I rushed over to the door hoping Ash would follow. I whipped the tears from my eyes opening the door, only to run into Paul's chest. He stood there with that displeased look on his face. I don't have time for this. I shook my head trying to get around him but he grabbed me, holding me back with just one arm.

   

   "Woah, where do you think you're going??" he boomed.

  "Paul please," I muttered, choppy breaths. "Luke is in trouble! He needs our help-"

   "Oh?" he laughed mockingly. "The same way you were dying just a few minutes ago and needed help? Sit down, you're not leaving this room."

  "Paul please!!!" I cried raising my voice, kicking and bucking against him but it was no use. He held me with one hand like a child. It didn't help that I weighed virtually nothing. "I'm serious!!! Ashton tell him!!!"