This Isn't My Body- (An Austin Mahone Fanfic)

Chapter 4.

CHAPTER 4.

I woke up in the same clothes from last night. I was in a small room with tinted windows and bars.

I freaked out for a second and remembered the party last night. The last thing I remember was running away from someone.

I saw a door in the corner of the room, I got up out of the bed and walked over to the door. I expected it to be locked but suprisingly it opened.

I slowly poked my head out of the door and heard someone talking on the phone. It was Austin. I made my way down the stairs and saw him screaming into his phone.

"WHEN IS IT COMIING?... WHAT, ARE YOU KIDDING ME? THAT'S TOO LATE, THAT'S TWO HOURS AFTER THE TIME HE SAID HE WANTED!! I AM GOING T-"

He turned his head to me and told the person on the phone that the "stuff" better be there sooner and hung up.

He was wearing a gray gym tee with black skinny jeans, a black nike snapback ,and his imfamous sunglasses.
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"Who was that", I asked him.

"None of your concern.", he snapped back at me.

Awakward scilence came over the room until I broke it by asking, "What do you want with me?"

"You'll see soon enough" , he replied without looking at me. "I'll be back", he picked up his car keys and walked towards the door. He opened it and before walking out he looked back and said, "There's food in the fridge, heat it up... stay here. Oh wait, you have no choice." he laughed and with that he slammed the door.

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I have got to get out of here. What are my parents thinking?... Or Emily's parents thinking? And what about Jazzy and
Noah?... Did they leave the party without me? Are they looking for me? What's going to happen to me? Was I raped? Have I lost me virginity to a kidnapper while I was unconscious? Questions overwhelmed me and I felt sick.

I searched the house hurriedly in desperate need of a bathroom. As soon I found one I let it all out.

After... "that" I looked in the mirror. The awful taste filled my mouth and I tried to find a tooth brush. I opened the medicine cabinet and saw a toothbrush and toothpaste.

As I was brushing my teeth I saw a small window just big enough to fit a body (AN: Just in case you guys had a hard time imagining exactly what the window looks like, I have a picture on the side. It's like that but like high up on the side). I climbed up and saw that it was locked. Maybe if I break it, then I could get out and escape.

I took the towel hanger off of the wall and climbed back up to the window. I started beating at the window and it started cracking. I hit it harder and covered myself as glass fell.

I put a towel over the broken glass shards at the bottom of the window sill. I tried to be as careful as possible and put one hand out of the window. As I tried to put the other hand through, I wasn't paying attention to the hand already out of the window and it slipped. I felt pain surge through my hand as glass made its way inside my hand.

I was overwhelmed with pain but tried to remain calm as I was stuck high up and couldn't make my way down.

Just then I heard someone open the door and I felt strong arms wrap around my waist and safely carry my down to the bathroom floor.

Austin had come back and I was petrified that he would be furious that I tried to escape. Instead, he laid me down and went to the medicine cabinet to get a first-aid kit.

Blood was gushing out of my hand and it was all over the floor. I winced at the sight and Austin wiped all the blood out and carefully pulled the glass out. I cried out in pain and Austin sat me on the bathroom sink. I watched him as he sterilized the wound. His sunglasses were still on and but his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration.

I was confused as to why he was doing this. He bandaged my hands and he used such care and gentleness.

That was soon gone for as soon as he finished he was snapping at me for trying to escape.

"What the hell do you think you were doing!!"

I tried to answer but I was so shocked on his sudden change in character I couldn't speak.

His facial expressions relaxed and he turned his back to me and said, "Go up to the room, I'll bring some fresh clothes for you in a moment".

I took no time to object and got off the counter and made my way to the room I was sleeping in yesterday.

A few minutes later Austin came in and brought some fresh clothes for me to change into.

He sat on the bed and I waited for him to get out.

"Aren't you going to leave so I can change?"
"No I'm good", he answered with a smirk.

When I realized that he really wasn't going to leave I took the clothes and went to the corner of the room to change. He laughed at my innocence and I stripped down but made sure not to show anything.

After changing I sat down on the bed next to Austin. "Are you sure that you don't need anything? Pillows some more blankets?", Austin asked.
"No I think I'm good" I replied.

Austin got up to leave the room and before he could leave I tried to ask him when I could go but he was already gone.

I laid down on the bed and looked at my bandaged hand. Maybe Austin wasn't so bad. He actually might be sweet.