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Jack's POV

I wake up and my head is pounding. I'm sitting upright, on a chair, and my hands are tied behind my back.
I immediately start struggling against the ropes binding my hands and feet, when I hear a loud "ahem."
I look to another side of the room and see the other boys. They're all here too.
"We already tried." Zach said as he continued to struggle at the ropes. It was dark, and there were no windows, that led my to believe we were in a basement.
There were steps leading up, to a door. As I noticed the door, it opened. Five girls walked in and they smiled at us.
Are they insane? Zach starts struggling at the ropes harder, and one of the blonde girls walk over and holds her hand out to a brunette girl.
The brunette hands the blonde a knife and she turns back to Zach. His eyes widen and she rolls her eyes.
She cuts the rope off of his hands and off of his feet, allowing him to stand up. He doesn't though. She holds her hand out to him and he shakes his head.
She sighs, and gives the knife to the brunette who had originally handed her the knife, turning to Corbyn and cutting his ropes off.
They went down the line, until a blonde cut my ropes off.
"Where the hell are we?" Jonah asks. They all look at him and roll their eyes.
"In our house." Jonah nods slowly, before speaking up again.
    "Yes but why?" The one who looks like she may be the oldest sighs.
    "Because we kidnapped you, but if you would come with us, we would show you the house. Unless you wanna stay down here." Zach, Corbyn and Daniel shake their heads and begin to walk with them while Jonah and I stay for a minute, unsure.
     "Are you coming?" One of them yelled down the stairs. We sigh, deciding that really, things couldn't get any worse in this situation.
      Let me just say. The house was huge. The living room, where they led us and told us to sit down, was huge. The kitchen, that we could see from the living room, was huge.
     After we all sat down they sat down too and just stared at us. The youngest one sighed.
    "Okay, lock us in a room and starve us, we're waiting." Daniel says, and we all look at him, and the youngest one rolls her eyes.
    "Would you like us to lock you in a room and starve you?" Zach shakes his head quickly. "Huh, weird. That seemed like a fun thing I might like to do."
     "Bre, come on, you're scaring them." The youngest one rolls her eyes again. She seems to like doing that.
     "Fine," the youngest turned back to us and kept talking, "you're allowed to go anywhere in the house you want, just don't leave it. And if you need us, well, only need those four."
      The oldest glared at her and the youngest began talking again. "Fine, you can need me too."
"My name is Morgan Matthews. I'm the oldest." So I was right. She was the oldest.
"Amelia Matthews." A blonde one said. So those two were sisters.
"I'm Breanna Matthews. My friends call me Bre. You five can call me Breanna." Ow, okay.
"Please excuse our sister, she's rude. I'm Christina Matthews."
"Samantha Matthews." So they were all sisters. "What are your names?"
"Zach." "Jack." "Jonah." "Daniel." "Corbyn." They all nod except Breanna.
"There's no way I'm gonna remember that." Morgan looks at her before muttering something in her ear that looked like 'Shut the fuck up'
"Okay, Zach. Follow Bre and she'll lead you to your room."
"Why me?" Morgan glares at her. "Fine."

Bre's POV

    I lead him up the stairs and down a hallway. His room was right across the hall from mine. He walks in and looks at the room. It was simple. He turns to me.
    "It's mine?" He asks and I nod. He notices the window and slowly walks to it and looks out of it.
     He notices the pool outside and looks at it with his eyebrows raised. I walk and stand beside him, also looking at the pool.
"You can swim in it when we do, it you even know how to swim." I smirk at him and he laughs. It was a beautiful sound, to be honest.
"I would, but someone kidnapped me so I don't really have anything to swim in do I?" I wink at him and his mouth falls open. "I'm not-" I cut him off by laughing.
"I was joking, calm down. Anyway, my brother picked out clothes for you and they're all in the closet. Including things to swim in. Problem solved."
I was about to walk out of the room but him talking made me stop. "Wait!" I turned back to him and raised my eyebrows. "Why are you so nice

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