A Change In The Weather (Malum mpreg)

1.3

I wake up and my head is pounding, my body stiff. I groan and sit up against a cold wall, then suddenly I jolt up looking around. Where am I? I move to sit criss cross when I notice my hands and feet are shackled with chains going into the wall.

Nonononononono.

This can't be happening. I was free, I was home free, away from Ruby and all her shit. I don't remember anything. I was just watching tv with Luke- Luke. Luke, Luke, Luke did this. he must've out something in my drink to knock me out or something. How could he?

The door swings open and in walks Ruby. I  jump back, curling up in a corner to get as far away as I could from her

"Aw Calum, what's wrong?" she asks in a fake sweet voice, walking in my cage and squating down in front of me and grabbing my chin.

"You." I say, spitting on her face. She flinches back and swipes my siliva off of her face before bringing her hand across my face.

"You little bitch." she spits, standing up and glaring down at me. "Mason!" she shouts, and a man with a rather large weapon appears from the door.

"Yes, Ruby." he says obediently.

"Bring this prisoner to the torture chamber and get him ready, but do not start. I would like to do this one personally." she seethes before walking out.

Luke's Pov

I take a deep breath, after opening the door connecting he rooms again I go to the makeshift kitchen, grabbing a glass and filling it to the top. I had another packet of the white powder that I slipped in my own drink a while earlier and I could feel it beginning to take effect. I throw the glass on the ground, scream; "No, Calum!" and open and close the front door before falling to the ground.

"Luke!" I hear someone say, but it's nothing but an echo as blackness consumes me.

The next time I wake, Michael and Ashton are peering over me. I groan, my head is pounding, wow I feel bad for Calum.

"Luke, are you alright?" Ashton asks concerned. I nod, groaning from the pain in my head.

"I'm okay." I mumble.

"What happened?" he asks, brushing hair off of my forehead.

"I-I don't remember."

"Luke," Michael says, "Where's Calum." he asks, a strained look on his face.

"They-they took him." I sob, and I can't help but think how good of an actor I could be.

a/n: hey new update yay. sorry it's short

and to the people saying I should update more can you not bc I update like twice a day and when you say that it makes me want to wither up and crawl in a corner bc sad

I hope you enjoy and shit