《apartment 201• a.i》

three

{Luke}

I just stood there, in shock, I mean what was I supposed to do when I just witnessed my best friend get taken away by someone in this creepy ass house. After I realized she wasn't gonna pop back out and say this was all a huge prank, I ran out of the house and didn't stop until I was a block away from the apartment. Then I quickly grabbed my phone and called Michael and Cammie.

After two rings they answered "Hey," Michael said cooly, until he heard my breathing start to pick up "whoa what's wrong Luke."

"Just met me at my house, now" I said quickly and then hung up and ran back home.

Five minutes later we were all gathered in my living room. Michael and Cammie sat on the couch as I stood up.

"So what's this all about, and where's Jay?" Michael asked, obviously concerned.

"This is about Jay. We were walking in that apartment I told you about, and everything was going fine, we were actually leaving. And then s-she got taken away, by someone or something in that house." I said, trying to get my breathing under control.

"How could this happen" Michael said, as he got up, pacing the entire room "I knew that was a bad idea, going into that place!"

I looked down at Cammie, still sitting on the couch, her face pale and her mouth parted open.

"Cammie," I knelt down next to her "you okay?"

"S-she was my best friend and I'm just so scared for her, what if she never comes out, what if we've lost her forever."

"Hey, we'll find her. We just need to think this through"

"Okay, Luke tell us every single thing that happened when you were in that place" Michael told me.

"Okay, lets start from the beginning.."

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{Jay}

I struggled and tried to scream under the force of the powerful arm that was man-handling me. I squirmed to try to get out of his grip

"This can't be happening." I thought to myself.

"Struggling won't make it any better darling" I heard a voice say, it sounded like nails on a chalkboard and gave me goosebumps the whole way down my back.

I decided to stop struggling at that point, not risking anything even worse happening. As he dragged me up the creaking steps I heard him forcefully push open another creaking door and walk into an even smaller room, the attic, I assumed.

He slammed the door behind me, and I tried to look around to see where the hell we were. I caught a glimpse of a few other people, who looked about my age. They had torn and tattered clothes and patches of dirt all over their bodies, making it obvious that they've been here for a while. The thoughts going through my mind were that I had to get out of here already, even though I haven't even been here for five minutes. I knew I would go insane if I stayed here. I could already tell some of the other kids here are border line going insane.

All of a sudden he slammed me onto the ground, making me wince in pain from the powerful push. I immediately huddled my knees to my chest and thought about what is gonna happen to me. I kept thinking of all the worst things that could happen and I scared myself. Then I was looking around the room, at the other victims here with me.

"You're new here, huh?" A voice said that startled me, I jumped and looked at the boy next to me. His face was smudged with dirt and his hair was half curly and half matted down, the shirt he wore had holes in it, showing his predominant muscles in his stomach. He had a little smirk on his face, showing his huge dimples.

"Uh, y-yeah" I finally answered. "And I just wanna get out"

"Trust me, we all do. It's probably our biggest dream at the moment." He responded.

"Does he let people out easily?" I questioned.

"Well not to put a damper on your high hopes, but I've been in here for almost three weeks so,"

"Oh, I'm Ashton by the way" He added.

"I'm Jay" I informed him. "Why does he do this?"

"I'm not sure, hell, I barely know the guys name. It might be Charles, I think I heard someone call him that before."

"Oh" I said, not knowing what else to say.

"I'm afraid I'm gonna go crazy here" I said, barely audible.

But Ashton obviously heard it, I could tell by the concerned look on his face.

"Hey, if we stick together we won't let that happen" He said, putting his hand on my arm comfortingly.

When his hand touched my arm I felt weird, not like a creeped out weird, but like heat firing through my skin. I looked at him and noticed how full of color his eyes were. I felt myself melting more and more for this boy, who I barely even know. I mentally cursed at myself for staring but my eyes couldn't seem to look away. Why was I even thinking like this? I don't even know this boy and I already infatuated with him.

And I know this boy is going to be my sanity here.

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{Ashton}

I watched as Charles brought in yet another victim. I felt so sorry for each one. I've lost count of how many he's brought in. I wish I could figure out why he does this, why would anyone do this, it doesn't make any sense to me.

His newest victim was a girl, about my age. I didn't get a very good look at her. She was obviously struggling, who wouldn't. Then with such force, he pushed her down to the ground, walking off like nothing even happened. She hit the floor about two feet away from me and she looked like she'd almost been hit by a bus. The fear in her eyes, her shaky hands and the way she looked around at everything showed she was already going crazy just being in this apartment.

I decided to try my best to comfort her. So I slowly slid over to her side.

"You're new here, huh?" I said but then mentally yelled at myself for asking such a dumb question.

As she talked I didn't really pay any attention to the words coming out of her mouth. I was too busy focusing on her predominant features of her face, especially her high cheek bones and small dimples.

After I didn't really know what to say anymore I finally told her my name "I'm Ashton"

"I'm Jay" she said quietly.

Again I wasn't paying any mind to what she was saying until I heard her day something, barely over a whisper, "I'm afraid I'm gonna go crazy here." I immediately melted and felt so sorry for this innocent girl.

"Hey," I said putting my hand on her arm and fully facing her "if we stick together we won't let that happen" I said.

After I said that and finally being able to look at her bright blue eyes and her long, flowing dark brown hair. And at the moment I realized,

This girl is going to be what keeps me sane in this dungeon.

(A.N: Did you like this chapter, because I really did. I finally made a long(ish) chapter. Anyways, thanks for reading and ily)