Chapter 6. The plan.

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Leila's POV.

I'd been in here for about 6 hours now. The only think i had to entertain me was the clock. I just listened to the ticking, and counted down each minute to pass the time. Of coarse, the time seemed to pass slower since i was watching the clock. I didn't think about that, cause i'm stupid like that. ehe.

The door clicked and Zayn stumbled in. "Where have you been?" I asked as his eyes met mine. "Oh my god. I'm sorry i forgot- Ermm, i didn't forget I-" He paused. Being the mean person i am, i made him finish the sentence. "Yes...?" I said impatiently. "I-I lost track of time, sorry." He said. Lost track of time? Pfft. He forgot me. Jerk. 

"Yeah, yeah. Just get me out of this thing." I said, gestureing to the handcuffs. "Okay, but only for a while. Someones coming up here soon." He said. "Who?!" I said. How could he possible invite one of them up here while i'm here? Uggh. "Don't worry, i won't let him get you-" "And whats gonna stop him getting me? I can't fight back, i can't even stand yet!" I panicked. "Leila calm down-" I gave him a death glare. He backed away. "Never. Tell. Me. To. Calm. Down." I made that clear, and he understood. "Sorry." He said nervously. I ignored him. How could he? This guy could kill us both. 

"Zayn you're so stupid." I said after a few minutes of silence. "What?" He looked intimidating. But he didn't scare me anymore. "I said, YOU'RE SO STUPID. Dumb ass." I mumbled the last part. He walked towards me, grabbed my waist and dragged me to the top of the bed, then handcuffed me there. "If you're not going to trust me, then theres no point in even trying to escape. Trusting me is important, and if you can't do that, then i might as well go through with thier plan." He said harshly. I tried to speak, but he waved my comment off. "You're staying there for the rest of the night. Don't get any ideas. If you can trust me, i can get us both out of this. But if you treat me like this, then you can stay here. Understood?" I nodded nervously. He walked over to the door and unocked it. A tall, tanned man walked through the door. Zayn lead the way to the kitchen. I watched the tall guy nervously, as he stared at me. He stopped in front of me. "Dude, shes just been in hospital. Don't even think about it." I heard from the kitchen. The guy went into the kitchen with Zayn. I looked down at myself. I was wearing a tank top, with some baggy shorts. My legs were pale, and i felt drained out. I was a mess. It's Zayn's fault i'm a mess. He didn't even give me time to get dressed. 

An hour passed, then another, then another. Eventually the guy left. Zayn took the handcuffs off me, and went back into the kitchen before i could say anything i would regret. I tried to stand, and fell back onto the bed. Well i still can't walk. I scootched off the bed and shuffled to the wall. I didn't like the bed anymore. It was boring. Maybe i'll explore. 'I wouldn't do that if i were you.' The little voice in my head said. Voice in my head? I'm going crazy. 'Maybe you are.' The voice said. Will you shut up? 'As long as you get back on the bed.' No i want to explore. 'Well I guess i won't shut up then. BLAHHHHHHHHHHH...' You're so childish. 'I know. I enjoy it.' I don't care. Shut up. 'NOPE. BLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH' "SHUT UP!" I screamed. The voice really annoying me. "What's wrong?!" Zayn ran into the room. "What?" "You just screamed 'Shut up'..." I said that out loud? Oops. "Ohh... I... Erm..." I tried to talk, but i really had no idea how to explain. I can't just say 'There's a voice in my head and it's annoying me.' 'Yes you can.' I told you to shut up. 'Well i haven't have i?' "Ugghhhh." 

"Leila...? Whats wrong?" Zayn asked. 'You should tell him about me.' Maybe i will. 'Okay. Go ahead.' "There'savoiceinmyheadandit'sscaringandannoyingme." I blurted out. "Okay... say that again, so i can understand you." Zayn smirked. "I said, There's a voice in my head and its scaring, and annoying me. I think i'm crazy." 'Well done stupid. Now he thinks you're mad. Dumb ass.' Hey! Maybe he wont...

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