The Game

Thirteen.

                    Lauren's POV

Jodie?!

I think back to when I last saw her, leaving her in the taxi to go to the toilet.

He had my phone and I thought he text her giving some excuse as to why I wasn't returning. But I must of been mistaken he must of took her too. I want to scream, I want to say so many things but my mouth just won't work.

I can hear the whimper on the phone, could it really be her? Would he kill her? Of course he would he has no sense of right or wrong.

"How do I know it's her?" I look up at him. He rolls his eyes at me obviously annoyed with how many times he has to prove he's serious.

"Well speak and find out" he moves the speaker of the phone closer to my mouth.

With a tear forming in my eyes I open my mouth and try to keep it together.

"J-jode?"

I listen for what feels like minutes before I can hear the sounds of a girl crying and I instantly know it's her. I know my best friend is somewhere being held against her will.

"Jodie please speak to me, is it you?" I look at the phone.

"Lauren, help me please"

Her words slice through my heart, I hang my head low and start allowing all my emotions to pour out. How can he do this to me? To her?

"You arse hole" I glare at Harry and watch him nod in agreement.

"I will Jode I'll stop this, I promise I'll help you" I rarely make promises I can't keep but this is one I know I'll die trying to keep.

"I'm so scared. I'm going to die aren't I?" She sobs.

I look at Harry who is tilting his head from side to side and then mouths "yes" my eyes widen and I silently pled with him.

"No. No you're not. I will do everything to get you out"

I look at Harry who is gleaming, obviously proud at the fact he now has my full attention "please" I beg "please let her go. I'm sorry I won't ever push you again. I'll do anything and everything you want. Just let her go"

"You keep saying this Lauren. I'll be a push over if I allow Jodie to not be punished for your disobedience" he smiles

"No. I promise you. I promise I'll do whatever you say from now on." I reach out and hold his spare hand in my. His eyes flicker down and I thought I saw some kind of emotion flash over him. I felt his hand soften in mine before he shakes his head.

"No" he pulls away and brings the speaker up to his mouth.

"Now" he tells the man on the other side of phone.

Within a second of Harry saying it there is a loud gun shot through the phone and the line goes dead.

"Jodie! You fucking cunt!" I cry. I scream, I think of how I'm going to slowly kill Harry and make him feel all the pain I've felt in my short time of being here.

"You monster. You're pure evil. She isn't dead is she? You didn't actually do anything did you? Ring the number back god damn it!" I pull against my restraints.

"Maybe one day you'll learn" he shrugs.

My heart beat feels like it's beating too fat to cope and I might just pass out. I start breathing quickly trying to contain the anger in me.

"Right now lets go for breakfast the boys will be waiting" Harry leans in and cuts open my rope around my wrists as soon as they are free I lash out. I aim for his face and scratch and punch as much as I can. I feel a couple of good hits and my fist is starting to hurt. Harry quickly regains control and tightly grips my wrists and holds them down.