couple of centuries.

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I woke up to a light beaming on my face. I tried to stand up, but I couldn't do it. I tried to move, Nada. I opened my eyes, finding myself on dark room, a light above my head, and tied up in a chair, properly.

There are spaces on my belly. I tried to stand up again, only making the chair jump. I heard the door clicked as I tilted my head. I couldn't see properly on who the person was. "Ah, Sweetie. How It is good to see you again." I recognized that Voice from somewhere. That voice seemed like a blur in my mind.

"What do you want?"

"What Do I want?" He steps up on the light with a smirk. A boy, aged 26, with a black hair. Calvin. "You know what I want?" He walks up to me, Placing the first of his two fingers at my chin, lifting it up to make us have an eye contact.

"You."

I turn my head away. "Why do you want me?" I hissed. "It seemed that you're pregnant. I might be the dad." His smirk grew wide. "No you dumbass maniac! You're not the father!" He growled at me as he gets a pocket knife behind from his back.

My eyes went wide as I scream for help, tears rolling down like there was no tomorrow. Calvin covered my mouth. "Shh, It will be alright, Baby girl. Daddy's here." A hint of lust in his voice, I freaked out. "You will eat my scrap only once in a day. And That Baby?" He pointed the knife at my belly. "I will take care of the baby youre holding. Im not just gonna let you anytime. You will stay here forever, taking care of the kids and everyday after you give birth, You will have some fun with me."

"You Fucking bitch!" I screamed through my muffle.

He just left the room in response.

It has been 1 month since Im locked up to this hell hole. 2 more months to go until these two come to my pain. I really hope the boys will be here anytime... They need to hurry. Im starving.

Thomas's POV

Its been a month since we searched for Y/N. Ive been pacing back and forth in the living room. I didn't sleep for a month But Im not completely tired.

"Thomas Calm Do-"

"CALM DOWN? CALM DOWN?!" I smile at James, laughing. "You think I will calm down WHEN Y/N JUST GOT KIDNAPPED FROM THAT FUCKING EX OF HERS?! SHE COULD GET HURT, JAMES. OR EVEN WORSE, KILLED OR RAPED."

James sighed hugging me. "Look, Thomas. We wont give up." I just sobbed in return. The boys looked at me with complete worry.

"You need some rest, You've been Non-Stop. You didn't even sleep for a month. You're like Alexander, but worse." I heard a lot of murmuring. I sighed In defeat, going to my bedroom and got some rest.

From there, Darkness came and that darkness lead into some dream.

I was there, standing at a dark room, seeing Y/N. Her eyes are red and puffy from crying. I walked out of the house, running to the end of the street. Houston Street. I ran back to the house. 10B. I think this dream is telling me where Y/N is.. I ran back inside and went to the basement where Y/N was. I hugged Y/N. And that's where the dream ends.

I shot up. "JAMES!" I called out. "AARON." They came up to me. "Yes?" They both asked.

"Help me find Y/N."

"Thomas, We searched in every streets for her, there's no hope." Aaron said.

"10B Houston Street, New York City." I said.

They looked at each other and at me. They called out the guys. James grabbed the keys. "WE'RE GOING TO HOUSTON STREET." Aaron shouted. The others looked confused.

"Aren't we supposed to find Y/N, Mon ami?"

"That is where Y/N is, Lafayette." I said, with a purest smile.

"How did you know..?"

"Im pretty sure the dream told me."

"THEN WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR? LETS GO"