I scream and jump back, but the strange person hushes me. I grab the nearest thing I can to hit them with. I grab a broken bit of pipe that was somehow on the floor. I drop my notebook and pencil and aim the pipe at the persons head. They move quickly, but I whacked them on the shoulder. They groan and grab into their shoulder.
"WHO ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" I scream, holding the pipe with both hands and aiming it at them that if they decide to attack, I'll have something to hit them with because I can't throw punches or anything.
"P-please! Let me-e explain!" They stutter in nervousness, still holding their shoulder. A blond male hunches over in front of me. He's probably hunching over so he doesn't stretch his hurt shoulder and make it even more worse.
"Explain! Now! Or I swear, I'll hit across the head so hard with this you'll be unconscious and then you'll wake up behind bars! I swear, I'll knock you out!" I threat. I grip onto the pipe harder, arms up, positioning it behind my head like I'm holding a baseball bat and getting ready to swing hard.
"Ok! Well I was staying-g in this hotel and then there w-was a murder. I was down in the lobby o-on my way to the basement and then I f-fell in and now I'm stuck here." He explains. My eyebrows furrow.
"What?" I ask. He wasn't clear enough. "I just- no, please, don't hurt me again! That was sore!" He pleads. I sigh drop my arms down, but still holding on pipe to the with my right hand.
"What's your name?" I ask. "Niall." He replies.
"So, Niall. I need a real reason why you're here." I say, eyeing him. "Wha- I did explain! I got locked in the basement! Along with my friends!" He says.
"Friends?! You didn't mention that at first!" I hiss, lifting the pipe again. "I panicked! I'm sorry! Don't hit me!" He lifts his hands to protect his face. "Then tell everything!" I hiss.
"Ok, my eejit friends went down to the basement to see if the murderer was hiding there before we were evacuated from the building. They were nearly locked in, so I ran over to open the door before it closed because as you can see, when this door closes it needs a key to open," he says pointing to the door, "And I tripped and fell in. The door locked so I got locked down here with my friends! I broke the lock, finally! And then a few minutes ago I left the basement and you were coming down the stairs and I panicked so I ran back into the basement and that was the door slamming, you heard!"
"Fair enough. My name is Mackenzie. But call me Kenzie for short if you want, I don't mind." I say, my shy side banishing at this moment. "And don't forget, I'll use this pipe if you dare try anything on me! It won't be your head I'll smash in with this pipe!" I hiss and he winces, probably feeling the pain of the metal. "I won't." He whispers.
"Good! Now, you mentioned your friends got locked in too. Bring them out." I command. "But they'll--" Niall begins to disagree but I raise the pipe, threatening him with it. "... I'll get them, hold on." He says and walks down the stairs into the dark basement.
He comes back with four other boys.
I feel threatened.
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A/N. If you're confused between the point of views, I'm gonna explain a bit about it.If it's in the "strange point of view" I'll write that at the beginning of the chapter. If it's in Kenzie's point of view, I won't write saying it's her point of view at the beginning of the chapter, unless the chapter begins with the strange point of view and it's changing to her point of view. If it's any other point of view, I'll mention that. So that's how it'll go :) Thanks for reading!
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The Boys In the Basement
FanficWhen Mackenzie and her mother stay in a hotel, Mackenzie can hear noises in the lobby and the next morning her mother is murdered. Later that month Mackenzie discovers boys down in the basement... [One Direction FanFic] [Short Story]