Why Try

Part 3: Where am I?

a/n:😌

Cameron's pov:

I woke up feeling like complete shit. The back of my head is pounding and I can't see anything. I notice I have a mask over my face and immediately pull it off. I look around and realise I'm in the back of a van. I cant see the driver because there's a divider between us, so I don't know who took me. I feel my pockets for my phone but of course the time I need it most, I don't have it. Fuck. Life was going so great and now I'm gonna die.

Every now and then the van stops then takes sharp turns and the ground is bumpy so I'm pretty sure we're in the middle of nowhere. I'm too scared to yell or shout for anyone so I keep my mouth shut. Suddenly, the van swerves left and I fly to the other side of the van. "Fuck" I groan rubbing my sore head. I just wanna go home.

Arianas pov:

It was currently 2pm and I texted Cam a few times a few hours ago but she hasn't replied to any of my messages. I was getting a bit worried so I put on a hoodie and shorts with some thigh high boots and left my hotel room to go to hers. It didn't take long since we were in the same hotel. When I arrive I knock on the door and get no response. I knock again, "Cam? Are you in there?" I asked. Again, I get no response.

I grab the cold doorknob and slowly turn it round and to my surprise, it was unlocked. I opened the door and stuck my head in. "Hello?" I said. All I got was silence in return. I entered the room and shut the door slowly so I don't make a lot of noise. First I went to check the bathroom but she wasn't in there. I notice that her room was very messy so I tried to clean it for her. I pick up and rubbish lying around and throw it in the trash. I walk over to her undone bed and grab her jacket, but when I do her phone falls out of her pocket and hits my shoes. I take a seat on her bed grab her phone before reading the messages she got.

"6 messages from Ari, 10 from Addison, 13 messages and 6 missed calls from Louie" I say to myself. She had a few messages from other people but I didn't recognise any of their names. I know I shouldn't be snooping around like this but I had to know where she is. I sigh knowing that no one probably knows where she is or even if she's safe. I just hope she's okay. After I finish cleaning her room, I go back to my room to prepare for my set later tonight. I hope she's back by then.

Cameron's pov:

After what feels like years of driving, the van finally comes to a halt. I hear footsteps around the van but stops at the back where the back doors are. I mentally brace myself for what's coming. After a few minutes the doors fly open and reveal 2 men in complete black suits. I make sure to look around at the environment but of course it's pitch black and I can't see anything. "What the fuck" I say as they come closer and put something over my head. They grab my arms and pull me out of the van and I'm instantly hit with fresh air. "Let go of me you fuckers!" I yell and try to fight back. They're of course 10 times stronger than me so fighting back was not a good idea but I wasn't going to give up. "Shut the fuck up" I hear the same masculine voice growl at me. "Who are you?" I ask still trying to get out of their embrace. As a response, I get a punch to the face which hurt like a bitch. The fuck was that for? I give up trying to fight back since I want to live but not knowing what's going on, made me think I'm being sent to my death.

Once we enter a building, they throw me onto a wooden chair and tie my hands behind my back and my legs to the chair. One of the men pull my mask off and I'm instantly met with bright lights shining onto me. My eyes try to adjust to the lights as I look around the empty warehouse I'm in. It was cold and dark, the only lights there was were the ones above me. I look beside me and see two men gaurding me as if I need to be protected. Which I do under the circumstances but I don't think they're here to protect me. Then it hits me, this must be some kind is joke, right? Everything seems like it's for a movie, everything's done perfectly.

"Okay, okay you can come out now, you got me scared as fuck so you win!" I yell, practically scream around. No one answers so I look up to the men beside me, "Can I go? You win, you got a reaction out of me" I tell them both, swinging my head from left to right and look for any signs of guilt or anything like that. The one on my right looks down at me and chuckles, "Shut the fuck up you slut, he's on his way" He growls. I was taken aback when he called me a slut. What the fuck did I do to these granddads? He nods to the guy on the left and they both walk away, leaving me alone in the warehouse. "Wait! Come back! Who's nearly here?!" I yell. By the time I finished asking who's nearly here, they were long gone. I groan loudly and swing my head back in frustration.

I don't know whether I should be shitting myself or not because I can't tell if this is real.

After a few minutes of pure silence, I hear a loud metal door shut and many footsteps ahead of me. I squint my eyes and see 2 men walking behind another man infront. Like the others, they were all wearing black suits like MIB. " Well, well, well, look who's here! The one and only, Cameron Harper. The sister of Dylan Harper" he says lowering down to see my face. "Who are you?" I ask hesitantly and began to get scared. I didn't want to believe this was the man that killed my younger brother. We never caught his killer so there was unfortunately a possibility. "That doesn't matter love" he says. I could tell he was British from his English accent. "What do you want?" I ask in a whisper. "What I want, you can't give. That's why your stupid little brother died" He smiled innocently. "Shut the fuck up!" I yelled. His face changed from smiley to angry. Well, I'm gonna die. "That's not the way to talk to me honey" He whispers and strokes my face with his fingers. I instantly move my face away and he gets up and sighs.

"Okay, since you want to play a game, allow me to join" he said loudly. I looked up at him confused on what he meant, he turned to around and nodded to the two people behind him. They came charging towards me and began punching and kicking me all over my face and body.