Secrets//WDW

Ch.6

Zach's pov.

Once Corbyn and I we're finished chatting, we began entering the room, when I stopped in my track's.

"Where the hell is she?!" Was my first thought, but my question was quickly answered once I heard low muffles.

It was her, someone had gone into our room and tried to kidnap her. I tried my best to see who it is, but couldn't make out a face due to their hood covering them. I had a feeling I knew who.

"HEY!GIVE HER BACK!"

I saw Y/n on the floor and the hooded person quickly running towards the exit. I couldn't care less if the person got away, but I did care that Y/n was safe and didn't get hurt. Apparently, Corbyn seemed to care on who it was and what they wanted with Y/n in the first place. I quickly dove down to her and held her in my arms, scared if Y/n wouldn't wake up.

So, I scooped her up in my arms, took her back in the room. And carefully laid her down on the couch. Now let's wait.

4 min. later

It's been 4 min. and she still hasn't woken up . . .

By this point, she should've been awake, but no! I'm get even more worried then I was before, I began to pace the room thinking of things I should do to try and help her wake up. When someone comes bursting through the door, trying to catching their breath.

I turned around to see Corbyn, with both hands on his knees.

"Hey . . . hey . . . calm down . . . breath . . . " I said running up to him, putting my hand on his back.

" . . . where did you go, bro, you were gone for awhile?"

" . . . I . . . . went . . . . looking for . . . the guy . . . who tried to . . . kidnap . . . her . . . " He said still trying to catch his breath from his little chase.

"I thought you didn't care about Y/n?"

"I never . . . said that I . . . didn't care about?"

"Oh . . . well . . . okay then."

"Hey . . . umm . . . bro . . . I am kinda thirsty . . . "

(A/n: if you are thinking of something else like dirty😐 GOD BLESS YOU CHILD)

"Well then . . . get yourself some water! Dumbass . . ."

"NOOO! NOT LIKE THAT YOU ASS! . . . I need, blood . . . " He replied, whispering the last part.

I didn't know what to do but just stare at him, see, whenever you haven't drunk in awhile, you go through these 3 painful steps. First, having that horrible feeling in your stomach, like if someone or something is trying to get out.

This usually last for 2-3 minutes. And at the current moment, I didn't have a blood bag with me. ONE, is that I didn't have ANY around me! And TWO, because the WHOLE band finished them ALL! Thirsty little basters.

2 minutes have passed and now it's onto step 2. eye color change. And which is the color red, it really doesn't matter.

By this point I am panicking thinking about what to do. Trying to see if there are any bags around, but nothing! You might be wondering why I'm FREAKING the hell out. Well, when Corbyn hasn't drunk in a while, he's the WILDEST one from the group, he loses complete control! He's literally an animal, that's why I and everyone doesn't mess with him, and just back away from him.