Vindictive

25.

A loud pain filled howl was echoed through the house. Zayn stopped feeling up Lauren's shirt, and pulled his lips from hers. "What was that?" Lauren asked. It took everything in Zayn to get off of the bed, and away from Lauren to investigate the sound, so he took Lauren with him.

Lauren gasped when they found Harry laying on the bathroom floor, his eyebrow dripping blood. "Where's Camila?! What happened?!" Zayn took the questions right out of Lauren's mouth. "She was washing her hands, and I was sitting on the edge of the bath waiting for her, and then she just spun around, and knocked me in the head with a wrench." Lauren tried to stifle her laughter.

"Well, where is she now?" Zayn asked.

"She ran. She did a hit and run without the car."

"Maybe Niall caught her." Zayn said. "Lauren, please, help him clean up." Lauren had to bite her tongue to keep from saying anything, she had to keep acting like she trusts Zayn, or else she'd end up right back in the attic. She could only pray that Camila was able to make it out of the house, although this wasn't the plan she had in mind.

Zayn ran down the stairs, and saw the living room door swung open. Ally and Niall were in the kitchen in deep conversation. "Where's Camila?" he interuppted.

"Well she's in the attic with Lauren,"

"Harry took Camila to the bathroom, and she hit him with a wrench and ran away, she's outside somewhere, and you guys need to go out and look for her before she's able to get help."

"I'm not going to hurt my best friend.." Ally shook her head.

"I didn't ask you to hurt her, I asked you to find her. Best friend or not, if she's able to get help, we're all done for." Zayn said grabbing his car keys, and running back up the stairs.

Camila was outside kneeled down beside the neighbors tree with the wrench grasped tightly in her hands, trying to steady her breaths afraid that they were going to find her. Once she heard footsteps running outside, she waited a few seconds and ran in the opposite direction.

"Come on, we've got to go." Zayn said bursting into the bathroom. Lauren just got finished putting the bandaid on Harry's wounded eyebrow. "Did you find Camila?" Harry asked.

"I sent Niall and Ally out to find her. Don't worry, they aren't going to hurt her. I'll send them a text where to meet us, but til then we've got to get out here. It's not safe anymore." Zayn took Lauren by the hand, and Harry followed. She had no idea where they were going, but she just hoped that since Camila wanted to try and be the hero, she was able to get them out of this.

The way through the dark neighbourhood Lauren squinted her eyes out the window in hopes that she would see Camila, and when she didn't she started to feel dizzy, hoping that Niall, and Ally didn't get her, because if they did, they'd both end up together again trying to find yet another escape plan.

Camila ran up to a house that looked inviting, only because it was one of the few with a porch light on. She started to bang, and bang until her hand was giving out. She began frantically searching behind her afraid that Harry would creep up behind her at any second.

A light lit up from inside the house, and the door opened, but not the screen door. An older man in a flannel pajama set sized Camila up and down. "Can I please come in! Please!" Camila pleaded.

"And who the hell are you? Is that blood on your head?" he seemed afraid.

"Please! Just let me in! There's someone after me, he, he kidnapped me, I need to call the police, I'm not armed or anything, I just need help!" The man looked like he didn't know if he should do the right thing or not, but he opened the door, and Camila rushed in before he could open the screen door all the way.