Vindictive

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Lauren was sitting up in the bed hugging her knees when Zayn woke up. He rubbed at his eyes, and raised his eyebrows. "What are you doing?" he questioned. Lauren almost jumped out of her skin hearing a voice among the unusual silence. "Just.. sitting here." she faked a smile, and ran her fingers through her hair.

Zayn squeezed her knee. "Did you eat yet?" Lauren shook her head.

"I'm not really hungry.."

"You haven't eaten anything since breakfast yesterday." he said.

"I know but-"

"But nothing, I'm going to make you food." he kissed her arm, and got out of the bed.

For a trivial second, Lauren thought everything was normal, but then she remembered, she isn't at the cabin. Camila obnoxious laughter wasn't ringing through the house at one of Harry's dumb jokes. Liam wasn't making breakfast for anyone who wanted to help themselves to some. She rubbed at her heavy eyes, she'd probably gotten two hours of sleep, then nightmares started happening, and she couldn't stop thinking of how she's sleeping with a killer, and the house she's in is full of absolute psychos.

Lauren jumped up, and peered out the window. There was nothing but a wide yard, and a field across the street with a pond. 'If only I can make a run for it' she thought to herself 'but then the thought came to her mind that, she'd probably end up in that pond like Louis did in the pool.

The door creaking open pulled her back to the shit reality she recently found herself in. Lauren took a step back when she saw the smaller girl walk in. "Get out." Lauren wasted no time in saying. "I know that you're pissed at me beyond belief Lauren but-" "Ally, please, just get out. I honestly can't even look at you.."

"Lauren you gotta understand-" Ally was cut off again. "I get it, okay? The devil was inside of you that night, but you could have told us what you did, we could've gotten you help, but instead you're helping keep me trapped in here."

"I cannot go to prison Lauren, are you insane."

"No you are! You all are. You guys can't run forever. I thought Camila would have gotten help by now, but due to the fact that she isn't even here yet, and police sirens aren't sounding, she's probably dead. You and Niall are probably lying about not finding her, and you guys killed her."

"Lauren, I would never hurt you guys, and Harry would never let us hurt Camila either. We really couldn't find her." Lauren shrugged at Ally's words.

"How am I supposed to believe anything that anyone says anymore?"

"If you honestly believe we killed Mila, you'd be crying right now. You know I wouldn't do that."

"I am so numb to everything right now, I can't even cry if I wanted to. I will never be able to manage this, any of it. Not one goddamned thing makes the least bit of sense to me." Lauren felt a wave of nausea flush over her, and she sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Do you want me to crack a window?"

"No, because I will try and jump out."

"That's not the best idea, you're on the third floor."

"Really, because it's actually the beat idea I've came up with." Lauren glared at Ally.

Zayn walked in a few moments later with a tray that contained a plate of eggs and bacon. As soon as the scent hit Lauren's nose, she leaned over to the wastebin and threw up in it. Zayn placed the food down, and rushed over to Lauren. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." she said.

"I'm going to bring you up some water." Ally said.

"What part of "I'm fine" do you not understand? I'm okay." Ally slowly nodded, and walked out the door.

"Are you sure you're okay? I can get you medicine or.." Zayn insisted.

"I'm fine for the millionth time."

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It was late in the evening, and the manhunt was still going on, but to no avail. Camila was staying in a holding cell, she told the police she refuses to call her parents until they find Lauren. "You're police, do your job dammnit.." Camila muttered under her breath, as two officers on the case talked in very hush hush tones.

"Hello, Miss. Cabello, someones here to see you," Camila sat up not knowing who the hell it was, but then Ashton walked through the door with a brown paper bag in his hand. "Hey there," he said plopping down beside her. "How are you holding up?"

"I don't know honestly. I just want them to find Lauren, I don't even know if they have any leads, they're all secretive about their conversations. They won't even release to the news about what's happening yet, all they say is 'body found in the woods' they won't say whose body, or what woods, or who the murderers are, they know, I know, everyone needs to be informed so they can spot Zayn and then find my friend before worst comes to worst."

"They're going to find her." Asthon tone wasn't very reassuring.

"I feel like shit, you know, Lauren had a plan, she told me to just wait for her, and me being the impatient one I am, I came up with my own plan. I can almost assure you if I had listened to Lauren, BOTH of us would have gotten out, but no, I didn't, and now I have no clue in hell where she could be." Camila groaned, the guilt taking over. "What's in the bag?" she asked, trying to change the subject and calm down. "A cheeseburger." Camila's mouth nearly watered at that sentence. Ashton handed it to her. "It's all yours." She was about to pull the bag open, and start devouring the burger until the door opened and an officer ran in. "They think they found your friend!"