-Elisa-
I wake up to a dark, cold, creepy, and empty room. My head feels like it's being banged a thousand times. Probably, worse than a hangover. I feel something wet on my skin and I look down to see blood. I suddenly remember what has happened.
Dance. Lads. Friends. Smash. Kidnapped. But most importantly, Cole. Oh my gosh. What will I do?
"Who's there?" I ask as I hear a rattling sound.
"Elisa?" a familiar voice asks. Cole.
"Cole! Where are you?"
"Don't worry. I'll come to you."
"Alright" I say as a person comes forward. I see Cole, but not only Cole. Brad.
"What are you doing here?" I question and arch my eyebrow.
"Same as you, kidnapped" he replies casually and I don't see how he can be so calm about this.
"Do you know why we're kidnapped?" I ask and they sadly shake their heads.
I nod and place my head on the wall. At least I wore some shorts from the dance last night.
"Hey, hey, hey" Cole says and hugs me "Please don't cry."
I hadn't realized I was crying until he said so.
"Why are you associating yourself with this slut, brother?" Brad asks from the other side of the room and I cringe.
"Shut up, Brad" Cole snaps and I hug him even tighter, as a sign of 'Thank you'.
"Why?" asks Brad "You should hate her. Don't you hate people with perfect lives? Don't you hate people with awesome friends? Don't you hate people who are like her? Don't you -"
"My parents died in a car crash," I say, cutting him off, "If that's perfect, then think again!"
Brad's gaze softens and he says, "I - I didn't know..."
"Of course you didn't know. Your too full of yourself, Brad. Your egotistical personality made you too blind to see or even hear other people." I snap, now standing up. It seems that he has shinked and I feel a sudden rush of horror. This is actually Brad I'm talking to. And I said those words to him. Oh... Goodbye earth.
"You're right. I was and still am a jerk" I did not expect that.
"I was, and still am, egotistical. But if only you knew." He pauses and a sudden curiosity grows in me, "I was stupid and I'm sorry. You made me open my eyes and I did, and still do, care for you. I bullied you because your other friends were practically dragging you away from me, and I didn't like that. I liked you. I did. I was just stupid enough not to tell you."
"I'm pretty sure I never would have - and never will - left you. You're my best friend. I won't leave you for the world." I tell him honestly.
-Brad-
I practically told her everything. Her parents died; and I wasn't there. She was right. I was too blind and deaf to even see and hear the people around me. I feel desperate right now. I tell her that I'm sorry and she hugs me. The creaking of the door sounds and I have the sudden urge to protect her. It always was like this when I was friends with her. If something happens, I feel like I have the need to protect her. I miss her touch, her smile, and I have no fucking idea why I bullied her. I'm so stupid! But seriously, I miss her.
"Hey you!" the guy said, pointing at Elisa. I feel her shrink beside me and Cole comes and stands next to me.
"W-what do you want?" Elisa asks, her voice shaky. The guy smirks and says, "You're hanging out with One Direction and 5 seconds of summer right?"
She looks terrified and I don't think she'll answer anytime sooner, unless, "Answer me!" He shouts.
She nods frantically and I look at her. She stared at my with the face I know too well.
"P-please, don't hurt them" she stutters.
"W-why not?" the guy asks, mimicking her stutter and she answers, "Because they don't hang out w-with them a-and they don't deserve any beatings or h-hurtings c-coming from you". I mentally slap myself and made a mental note to tell her never to do that.
"Oh no dearie," when he called her that, she flinched, "We didn't get them because of that; we kidnapped them, because of the wealth they have in their family. They corrupt our businesses and it's our turn to do so."
-Elisa-
Truth be told, I'm am terrified. I don't know what they're going to do to me or Brad and Cole and I, honestly, am scared. I am hugging Brad for dear life as I finally got him back to being my friend. Nothing will ever be the same between us. but I don't care. I have worse things to worry about.
The guy comes close and Brad and Cole have protective arms around me. I am sweating and I probably am clammy. This sucks.
The guy grabs my wrist and I am too weak to fight back to his strong hold. Yes, I can do stuff like Sam Puckett; but, I never used it against anyone. Brad and Cole grab me and because of the guy's strong hold, I would probably have and bruise by tomorrow.
If, of course, I live.
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