Barely Holding On [H.S]

Three

Addie's POV:

I awoke with Harry gone and the door wide open. All of a sudden relief came over me. I was finally alone again.

I got up from the bed and started thinking of an escape plan.
I looked around, slowly entering the hall and looking in the bathroom. Then I heard footsteps so I quickly hopped in the shower and pulled the curtain shut. I curled up in a ball in the corner, hoping I wouldn't be found.

"Addie! Where did you go?" Harry yelled. He sounded angry. Yes! He didn't know where is was! Just as I thought that, the shower curtain was ripped open and I was pulled up by my upper arm.

"Stupid, naive, Addie." Zayn said, shaking his head at me, laughing.

I scowled at him and he lead me downstairs to the kitchen. On the table there was bacon, eggs, and toast with orange juice.

My stomach rumbled, but I didn't want to eat anything from these people. They were messed up in the head.

"Eat." Zayn barked at me. I sat down and picked up the fork. I started playing with the scrambled eggs, but didn't put a single thing in my mouth.

"That's not going to work, either you'll eat, or I'll do something to your little friend Jordan." He said in a tone that was similar to the calm, yet somewhat frightening tone that Harry used last night.

This was the threat they used every time. I was a little skeptical on wether or not the would actually do it. I wasn't willing to take any chances, though. I picked up a piece of bacon and took a small bite out of it.

"For fucks sake, Addie! Stop being difficult and just eat like a normal fucking person!" Zayn yelled at me.

I took a bigger bite of the bacon, a normal sized bite, I would say. I kept eating, with Zayn's watchful gaze hounding me the whole time, until I was finished.

"Great. Now we're going shopping to get you some shit to wear here. If you so much as look at another person the wrong way, Jordan and her entire family will be dead within the next twenty-four hours. Do you understand?" He looked at me and waited for an answer. I nodded.

"Yes or no?" He asked.

"Yes." I said in a small voice. Zayn grabbed me by my upper arm again and brought me to the door. He unlocked it before we stepped out. It was cloudy, and looked like it had just rained. Puddles littered the ground and everything was wet.

He pulled me to the car and shoved me into the back seat, locking the door. He went around to the drivers' seat and unlocked the door with the key hole beside the handle. He got in and pressed a button, I heard I click. Then he pressed another and I heard a second click. What was that?

He started the car and we drove down the road. I didn't recognize anything here. Where were we? I kept watching out the window. Zayn switched on the radio and "Do I Wanna Know?" By Arctic Monkeys came on. I loved this song, but I didn't want to show it.

He turned it up. It was way too loud for me, but I didn't say anything because I knew he wouldn't turn it down anyways. We stopped at a stop sign.

Then I saw an opportunity. I unlocked the door and tried opening it, but it wouldn't budge. I tried rolling down the windows, but they didn't work either. I snapped my head over to Zayn when the music volume lowered drastically.

"Don't you just love child locks?" He said with a grin. I sighed and leaned back in the seat.

We pulled into the mall parking lot soon after. Zayn came and unlocked my door, grabbing my hand. He pulled me out, but didn't let go. When I tried to pull away, be leaned into me and whispered in my ear.