It was night time and just about everyone was going to bed. I decided on never going to the bathroom outside again, no matter who was asleep. It went to show that anybody could sneak up on me out there, not just Niall.
Truth is, I just didn't feel safe here. Not in the area, not with the boys. I mean... was I expected to? Me, a 16 year old girl kidnapped and brought around the world like I was luggage? I mean, I was entitled to not feeling safe. I needed to be with my family.
Escape became a prevalent thought on my mind since earlier. If we didn't do it my way, I seen it as we'd only leave here in two ways. In their cars to a new location, or in garbage bags. I didn't want either to happen.
I stood in the bathroom watching myself closely. If I were driving by a girl like me , would I even help me? My dark hair was tangled in a disgusting mess, and my eyes looked so tired as if I'd never slept in my life.
I sighed, hoping for a plan soon.
I turned to the sound of something coming under the door and furrowed my eyebrows upon seeing it was a piece of paper.
Cautiously I picked it up, almost like I was scared a set of bear claws would try to scratch my hand from under the door for taking it.
I unfolded the paper, and I saw something that may be useful in the future.
Flush This Right After You Read It
-Liam James Payn/20 years old
-Niall James Horan/16 years old
- Harry Edward Styles/19 years old
-Louis William Tomlinson/18 years old
-Zayn Javadd Malik/18 years old
-Michael Gordon Clifford/16 years old
-Calum Thomas Hood/17 years old
All except Michael and Calum have used to live in the Uk, so if after this all goes down they're not to be found, they may be there.
Michael and Calum have most of their family here. They probably won't leave because they've not done as big of a crime.
As for me, my name is Rowan Thompson, and I'm 17. After this, I don't know what they'll do to me, but normally I'll be at 436 Samsonville Avenue on the second floor.
The reason I listed myself is because I lied. I knew what happened, and so so I came anyway. You girls deserve justice.
You'll need these. I suggest you go either tonight or tomorrow <3
My eyes widened at the reveal note, I knew exactly who'd slipped it. But why? Why would she include herself?
The fact that she lied about knowing didn't bother me as much as I thought it would. Like I said, she owed me nothing.
Yet, she still gave me the list. It had all the information I needed to escape and tell the cops. But did I want to? I scanned my brown eyes over their ages once more. They were so young.
None of them seemed to attend college or high school. And I didn't know why. I scanned over Niall's once more 16. He was so young, dragged into a life of crime and brutality. Did he truly want any of it??
Instead of flushing the letter, I stick it inside of my bra. Hoping that I was alive by tomorrow to escape.
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By time I'd gotten out the bathroom last nights Rowan had left, telling Kiara that she was going. Poor girl. Harry didn't love her, but she thought that he did. She loved him, and she always would.
I slept beside Kiara on the bed because Zayn and and Michael were up late writing down plans for the next location. They didn't say that that's what they were doing, but it was safe to assume this with them whispering states. Another reason why I needed to escape the next night.
Once the boys were asleep last night, I told Kiara of my plans quietly and she was entirely on board. The night passed like nothing, and so did the next day.
Niall just came by with lunch baggies, and I guess I'd not realized the time that passed. He wrote names on them, dropped them off and left, leaving Michael to dole them out.
I'd been sat on the edge of the bed all day, so once Michael gave me it I just placed it aside, realizing I'd been starving myself ever since Liam shot the guy. But I knew I'd eat once I was out of here. I guess I was just so determined to leave alive that I wasn't going to risk being poisoned.
" What'd you get?" Michael asks as he hands me mine and I shrug, opening up to see a bottle of water, a bag of pretzels, and a banana. But my eyes widened when I saw a new piece of paper.
I quickly closed the bag, looking up into Michaels blue greenish eyes, " I- Uhh, A banana and some pretzels" I whisper and Michael scoffs.
" I've got the same. But I promise, at our next stop I'll get you something real to eat." Michael holds his pinky out like a child and I smile, taking it with mine. Instead of walking away, he sits down next to me and I decide to talk to him instead of looking at the letter like I wanted to do. This will most likely be the last time I see him.
" So lately I've been seeing how wrong this is. I really feel bad for not helping when I could've. I knew all along what they've done and I still came, and even ruined your escape." Michael has his full attention on me, and I meet his eyes. I thought it was sweet of him to apologize. At least he wasn't like Rowan who lied about not knowing what they did.
I nod and smile graciously, " It's okay Michael. What could you do?" I try to reason with a shrug, even though there were a million and one things I can think of that he could've done. He could've called the police when he knew where they were, he could've called the police when he arrived, he could've done so much. But he wasn't obligated to, and I guess that was fine.
I just didn't want some lame apology to follow.
" A few things. The least I could've done after coming here was not be a dick to you. You were already so stressed and scared, you didn't deserve to be put in a situation like this." He mumbles wrapping an arm around me. I nod my head impatiently, wanting only in this moment to open the newest letter I've received.
"That's all in the past Michael. I promise. We're starting new, to me, none of that even happened." I smiled weakly even though I couldn't ever forget it. If I'd known him prior, I'd be a lot more angry. But he owes me no favors, and I don't need to be making any enemy's now.
He returns the gesture and pulls me into a hug before I pull out of it. Our eyes immediately fall on each other's, His ridden with guilt and sadness and mine with perhaps simple sympathy. I felt for his guilty feelings, truly. But he doesn't win anything by letting them come out now.
His eyes are teary as they flicker down to my mouth, and then straight past me like they hadn't.
" I've got to go take a bath. Just know I regret everything. I wish I knew you before, it would have made such a difference." He stands up and walks toward the door. This seems almost like slow motion, and his next words do too.
" Or maybe it wouldn't have. Maybe I'm just a terrible person either way." And after that, he was gone into the bathroom. I couldn't bare to think about him any longer, so I didn't.
I dug in the bag and read the note whilst it was unfolded within.
' There's a phone in the storage room. Call the police and tell them our location TONIGHT before we move in the morning. Happy's hotel, 34757 GreenBurch, Massachusetts. I've tried to ensure we're caught by now, but it hasn't worked out. So you need to do this on your own. Do the right thing once and for all.' I inhaled, truly feeling great appreciation for her. But could I call the cops? Did I want people like Niall and Louis to be in jail for so long?? Maybe in a way, they deserved it. I couldn't let myself feel sympathy for them, even though that was all that I could feel.
' I'm sure you've gotten Rowan's note. I'm sorry for everything. ~Niall '
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//Left Handed//1D Fic
Fanfic||#1 in Liam Payn|| #96 in Louis||#26 in NiallJamesHoran|| (these aren't rlly accomplishments but w.e) Usually summers were filled with parties, beaches ,barbecues , and more parties. Sometimes though, things were out of the ordinary. Especially w...
