Chapter 2: The Present

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November 4th, 2014

It has been 4 years since Niall died, and I'm still devastated.

I was currently walking down Madison Ave in New York.

I finally decided to eat at a restaurant called, "Eleven Madison Park."

My friends and family always told me good reviews about it so I decided why not give it a try.

I walked inside the restaurant and what I saw made me almost have a heart attack.

There was a guy who looked exactly like Niall.

The guy was sitting with a group of guys in black coats and had his leg chained to the leg of the table.

I felt really bad for the guy.

I just let it go and let a waitress lead me to my table, which was directly beside the one the Niall doppelganger was.

I continued to sneak peeks at the guy, until he finally looked up.

When he did his eyes were full of sadness and despair, but when he recognized me, his eyes lit up.

"Zayn?" He mouthed, like it was too good to be true.

I then nodded and he smiled.

"It's me Niall!" He mouthed, happily.

"Niall, what happened to you, I thought you were dead!" I mouthed back.

"These guys just came out of nowhere and grabbed me and drugged me, and when I woke up I was in a room full of other teenagers, my mouth was taped, and my hand were tied with rope! I was so scared Zayn, I began to cry, and they told me to shut up or they would shoot me, so I obeyed. They then made a robot of me and covered it in some stuff that looked like real skin and even felt like it, they filled it up with blood they stole from the hospital, and they took it to the children's park around Nandos and stabbed it with a knife and quickly put the knife in their bag and drove away." Niall mouthed.

I felt anger build up inside me, I felt like I could get up and beat the shit out of both of those guys.

"Niall, where are they keeping you?" I mouthed.

Niall was about to answer, but the two men unchained him and took him to their car and drove off.

I then began to cry.

I was so close to saving my best friend, so damn close..

But one thing was for sure..

I wasn't going to give up on saving him.

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