My eyes fluttered open and my head felt heavy, I looked around and saw nothing but dirty walls covered in graffiti and a door. I got up and walked toward the door.
"Don't do it Elizabeth," I turned and saw Niall laying on the ground with his hands behind his head.
"How did we even get here?" I asked him.
He sighed and got up. "Listen to me Elizabeth, I'll get you out of here, but you have to promise me one thing," he paused and I nodded. "No matter how crazy this gets, or what happens if you have the chance run and leave me," he said.
"But why are we here Niall?" I asked.
"You know how your father was a lunatic h-"
"No, what do you mean a lunatic,"
"You never knew about that, your father was a lunatic, every full moon he would- he would do crazy things and one night he just" he paused. "He just killed and killed that night, and he killed one of their people, they all break people out of prison, and he killed one of their best men."
"So why do they have me and you here?"
"Well, before the guys could do anything, your father killed himself, and I guess made it seem like someone else killed him,and I guess if they could't hurt him they want to hurt someone related to him, and me I just wanted to stop them from taking you but I couldn't." he said.
I sat on the floor and took in everything that he said. How did I not know this? After all these years I though someone killed my father and that he was a normal person and everything isn't what it seemed like.
"Elizabeth?" Niall called softly.
"Yes," I replied.
"Can I tell you something?"
"Yes,"
"I-I uh"
"You?"
"Just to get all the bad news out your father was the one who killed Junior...I'm sorry"
Immediately I became numb, Junior was my best friend the day he died was the day I cried the hardest and I stayed locked up in my room for days crying and crying.
Now that I heard all this that was the only choice I had, I cried.
"Elizabeth, don't cry, we'll get out of here I promise,"
We both stood up and the same time and he wrapped his arms around me and I wrapped my arms around him.
For some reason I felt safe although he was like a stanger to me I felt like I could trust him with everything I nevr dared to tell anyone else.
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Minutes passed and those minutes turned into hours and those hours turned into days 14 days we spnt stuck in what I now called a 'hell whole'
There was no way out, there was barely and food given to us just a granola bar everyday.
Everyday I became closer to Niall, we made the best out of it.
"Niall," I paused. "When are we getting out of here?"
He sighed and turned toward me. "Soon," We stayed quiet.
"I don't get it why can't we just give them money or something so they can get us out,"
"Why didn't we think of that?! Elizabeth you're a genius!" He yelled running to me and hugging me.
"What?! Niall we can't give him money," I said and he put me down.
"And, we're not going to Elizabeth, Just follow along," he replied.
He walked toward the door and peeked out of the small window, he then knocked on the window and the guard turned around. Niall signaled for him to open the door, the guard called over more people then opened the door.
"Can I speak with Bryce please?" Niall asked politely.
"One minute," the guard replied.
We waited patiently and I grew nervous by the second, meanwhile Niall had a devilish smirk on his face.
"What do you want?" we heard a voice say. Niall and I both turned around and saw who I assumed was Bryce.
"I have an exchange for you," Niall said. I stood quietly behind him.
"What kind of exchange?" Bryce replied.
"Name a dollar amount and I'll get it in exchange to let us go," Niall said crossing his arms over his chest.
"Ten-thousand?" Bryce asked.
"Deal!" Niall replied.
"Great, Nick take them to the bank," Bryce said keeping eye contact with Niall.
He lead us out of the building and into a black SUV, and we drove to the bank.
Niall still held the devilish smirk on his face. I knew exactly what he was up too and my only hope was that it would end well.
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