Chapter 3

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As the guy pulls me down the road, he says, "I'm Zayn."

He stops at a black van and a guy steps out of the drivers seat,

"The other girl is in there." He says, 'Zayn' grabs my shoulders and opens the back of the vans door, I see Megan, she's crying her eyes out, her arms are tied in rope and her feet are too.

"Ashleigh!" She cries harder,

"That one won't leave, she accepted leaving, but we need to be careful, she doesn't need to be tied up fully so just tie her waist to the back of the van." I hear the Zayn guy say.

The other guy walks up to me and starts tightly wrapping a rope around my waist,

"Jesus, how fucking small is your waist?" He mumbles,

"Thanks.." I mutter, looking at the floor.

"Don't even fucking try to get out, we won't hesitate to kill you." Zayn snarls and the doors slam shut,

"Ash.." Megan whispers, our eyes lock and we both quietly let out a few tears.

We don't know what's happening, we don't know what's going to happen to us..

"I'm so scared." I whisper, leaning my head against the van wall, screwing my eyes shut and breath deeply, making sure I don't have a panic or asthma attack (or both. It has happened)

"Same." Megan's voice is on edge, she's been crying a lot.

The van takes a sharp turn and I hit my head on the side of it. I cry out and bring my hands to my head, pressing it to my injury.

I take one hand back and it has blood on it..

Fuck!

"Ash!" Megan squeaks,

"SHUT THE FUCK UP IN THERE!"

She silences and then starts crying, screaming, kicking.

I sit there too scared to react to what happens next, the van stops suddenly throwing my head onto the side of a sharp edge again, I groan in pain and feel the blood run down my neck.

The doors to the back of the van swing open and both Zayn and the other one look at both of us.

"Megan shut the fuck up! Don't make this harder for yourself." The other growls

"Fuck you! I want to go home." Megan cries and tries to attack them and fails miserably,

"You are going home, you're new home."

"I WANT MY OLD FUCKING HOME!!!" she screams loudly,

The guy nears her, I see a glint of light in his hand..

"No!" I gasp and get a sharp headache as soon as I speak..

"Ashleigh.. Don't you fucking get started- the fuck is with your head?!" Zayn snaps, I shakily point to the sharp edge and the headache gets stronger..

"Jesus fucking hell.." Zayn groans,

"He likes you the best.. For fucks sake! You're sitting in the back seat." He unties my waist from the seat and hurls me out, I hear Megan starting to scream.

A blood curdling mangled scream.

I get shoved into the back seat with the rope around my waist, tying me to the seat.

The door shuts and the two guys get into the front seat, the one I don't know the name of drives.

All I can see when I look out of the window is run down roads,

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