Prologue

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It was dark. The air around was cold. A slight dripping sound of water from a broken pipe could be heard from the distance, but otherwise it was quiet. It made a shiver runs down Luke's spine as he sat in a wooden chair alone. He was tied to the chair with ropes, a pair of handcuffs kept his hands behind his back and a piece of tape was stuck to his mouth. The whole scene was frightening to him.

He couldn't remember how it happened. All that came to his mind was getting into the cab after the date he had with Sierra. The two had had an argument before hand. Was it it about the way the waitress kept eyeing Luke when he chose to not acknowledge her? Or was it because Sierra just didn't want him anywhere near Ashton? He can't even remember it was so stupid.

Now he was stuck here. Luke didn't know how long he had been held captive for; he didn't know who captured him. Did anyone even care that he was gone? Of course someone cared. I'm the lead singer in Five Seconds of Summer. Somebody has to have noticed my disappearance. Sierra must have filled a report. His glimmering blue eyes widened.

Since he had woken up all he thought about was himself, he completely forgot about his girlfriend. Was she okay? Just as he thought things couldn't get worse he remembered that the girl he was supposed to show off to the world was missing while he was stuck in the middle of nowhere. He hoped with everything inside him that the girl was safe.

If she was safe, she'd tell the boys that he was missing and someone could find him. But what if... No. Luke's eyes welled up with tears, the salty liquid slipping down his cheeks slowly. He hung his head low, already feeling hopeless. No one was ever going to find him, were they? He'd probably just become a cold case and left to rot in my misery while the people who did this to him would get away with it.

A loud screech was heard - a heavy steel, it would seem, opened and let some bright light flow in. Luke's eyes shut immediately as the brightness hurt his eyes though he regretted it when he heard the door close again. Two pairs of feet were heard heading in his direction. They were light in their step.

As the two got closed, the boy started to squirm in his seat letting out sobs and tried screaming with the work of his throat. The footsteps stopped, Luke letting out a broken cry, breathing heavily through his nose.

"Oh, Lukey." A soft voice said. The blonde didn't recognise who it was and their accent was strange to his ears. He knew this girl was foreign to America, or anywhere he has ever been.

There was a sound of movement and a click before a light bulb flickered on above them all, a piece of string attached to it. It was dim, shinning Dow. On two sets of boot clad feet as well as Luke's own. When his eyes adjusted, he let them trail up and examine his kidnappers. They both wore black skinny jeans, one in a plain black tank top and the other in a long sleeve. When his eyes landed on their faces, they were both unfamiliar to him and, surprisingly, both girls.

The girl who wore the long sleeves had her hair down, covering most of her face which cast a shadow upon her tanned skin where as the other girl had her hair up and was pale. They didn't have much in common besides their short height, and their dimpled smiles; it scared the blue eyed boy, causing the boy to try and thrash around again.

His movement was stopped shortly though as the tanned girl gripped on him tight, making him flinch. "Shush. We are not here to hurt you."

Luke stared at her, seeing how her brown eyes held some sort of comfort and truth, but he couldn't give into this. It was obviously sort of trick - some sick game. Hell, neither of them were from America! One was from Indonesia it would seem (her accent was quite thick) and the pale one was still unknown to him. He couldn't trust them.

The pale girl seemed to notice this, rolling her eyes and taking off the tape. Luke whimpered in pain, some of his stubble had been caught.

"Luke, we are here to help you. Don't fight us. Let us explain ourselves." Her voice was stern.

"Y-you tied me up, took me away from my girlfriend and my friends and you... You're telling me to trust you?" The boy stared at the two girls incredulously, pain and anger clear in his watering eyes. "Do you not think this will hurt anyone! I- I have probably been here for days and you haven't done a signal damn thing to let me go along with you... You... You sickos!" He spat, voice shaky and tears spilling. His heart ached. He just wanted to go back to reality, but this was the reality.

The Indonesian girl slapped Luke lightly on his cheek, "stop it. It's only 5am. You're in here for a reason. Now, if you want to eat or pee or whatever, you need to calm down and let us talk." The other girl nodded, "once our task is complete, we will let you go. No bruises, no blood and no broken bones."

"What makes you think I won't call the cops on you?" His stained cheeks had silent tears rolling down, his blue eyes darker than before.

They both chuckled quietly: "we know you won't, at least, not by the end of this." It was the Indonesian girl with the comforting eyes that said this.

Should he listen to them? Should he let these two girls control him and let them do to him as they say? Luke looked at them. They both seemed to be sweet people, though looks can be deceiving. If he goes with them, they could kill him... But they promised to let him go.
The blonde nodded his head, yes. He would follow them - just until he got a phone and called the cops to come get him, until the boys can to rescue him from these crazy girls. They were not going to get away with it.

The pale girl brought up a chair, crossing her one leg over and nodding at the Indonesian girl. She smiled, leaving the two alone inside.

"So Luke, let's talk."

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ERM, hello, hi :) this is the prologue and I hope you enjoyed it (I know its short but its an intro into everything and its effective). Sesti and I will discuss updates but until then it will be when ever a chapter is finished. Since our timezones are different, things do get tricky but we both have faith in you all

😘 bye bye - Tiff

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