Chapter 9

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A/N: I want to take a moment to thank all of you for welcoming me to Wattpad and for reading, commenting on, voting for and just even viewing my works! I know they aren’t the best sometimes but as a part of my many New Year’s resolutions I’m going to be tougher on myself and my writing this year and get down to business (to defeat the Huns)!

Here’s to 2015, guys. Thank you for all the support <3

P.S., I’m going to change the border (oooOOOooo) to something different, my autocorrect keeps changing it and it’s been super annoying. (That’s better)

Warning: Very slight derogatory language used. You guys most likely won’t be bothered by it, but I’m just putting that out there.

One more thing: Sorry for being frigging late. Love love.

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Jinxx was right all along- but instead of staying here longer, all six of you would be ended shortly. You should’ve known something was up. Tears come to your eyes as A, B and Kevin all sneer down at you, those disgusting smiles on their faces. You realize that these are the last faces you’ll ever see; you might have your favorite band around in you in your death, but what about your family? You’re never going to see your brother and sister again, your mother and father…

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Andy says in a voice like a feather, standing up. Your captors are put on alert, but there is no need; you can see that Andy has no intention of escape or violence. He is ready for his fate. “Kill us. Go ahead.”

“Andy! No!” Ashley hisses, reaching up and pulling the singer back down onto the floor next to him.

“But what’s the point?” He counters, wrestling his arm out of his best friend’s grip. “We’ve been held hostage for a while, and they definitely look serious about our murders,

so why not just accept it?” You feel upset, like your progress from last night was already erased. Of course you know Andy won’t get better overnight, just from one talk with him; but you hoped you had changed something. He’s still going to be suicidal, still going to suffer…At least it will all end for him soon, at least it will all end for you. But you don’t want everything to end.

“Andy…don’t say things like that…You know everything’s going to turn out okay,” Jake says with a sigh.

A scans the crowd, his cold gaze settling on you and unnerving you. “But your friend makes a good point. In three days, we are going to come back because we have to get…supplies. But I swear, when that day comes…I will personally blow all of your brains against the ceiling.” He points directly at you with a malicious grin on his face.

“You’re going first sweetheart, to set an example for all gay emos everywhere that they need to stop playing their cruddy music, or else. We will rid the world of them once and for all, one band at a time.” And, with proud swooshes in their steps that give off the impression that they could have been almost hilariously choreographed, all three turn on their heels and follow each other out.

You are going to die first, these men are going to have to watch you be killed because you couldn’t get out of the way fast enough…Guilt washes over you like a ton of bloody lava as their footsteps echo down the hall.

“You were right…” Ashley looks over at Jinxx with shaky breath. He seems as scared as you are. “We only have three days until we die.”

“I don’t know why I’m special,” you mutter under your breath.

“It may be because you were kidnapped by mistake,” Jinxx muses. “It will give them personal satisfaction to make us watch you, uh….you know.”


“I won’t let them hurt you, I promise.” Andy whispers, an unusual roughness to his voice. “I’ll make sure I go first.”

“Andy…” Jake sighs. “I told you, don’t talk like that."

“Why do any of you care?” Andy spits back, startling the guitarist. “It’s hopeless. Juliet’s dead, now we’re going to die, nobody can come rescue us because they don’t know where the heck we are and we only have 3 days! What’s the point of living anymore?” He glances over at you, ignoring stares from the others. “I won’t let you die, Y/N. I will do everything in my power to stop it. You will get home alive, I promise.”

“So will you, Andy…” You whisper so that only he can hear, trying to make him feel better. Shaking his head, he rejects your statement and returns to his corner without a word.

“What was that all about?” Ashley inquires, raising a curious eyebrow. You just shrug.

“So, um…” CC clears his throat. “If we’re going to die in three days, we need to get out before they kill us. Plan, anybody? We need to make one.”

No answer.

“Come on, guys,” he prods after more awkward silence.

“What is there to work off of?” Jinxx protests. “Posters, a door and each other. Not much.”

“What about when they come to give us our food?” You suggest. “We could ambush them. There are six of us and three of them. That’s at least two to one.”

Jake shakes his head. “Not at the state we’re in. We’ve barely eaten, we’re all tired. Even if any of us could manage to throw some punches we’d be overpowered in an instant.”

“Not to mention, they probably have weapons,” adds Jinxx. “I don’t think they’d hesitate

to maim or even kill us if we tried anything direct.”

“What if we just knock down the door?” Ashley asks, stroking his chin.

“They’re probably guarding it right now.”

“Even if that did succeed, where would we go? We don’t know this place, we don’t have a map.” says CC. You sigh and lean against the wall, resisting the urge to bang your head your head against it a few times. Why is this so frustrating?!

“What choice do we have? The floors aren’t wood, which means we can’t dig up the floorboards, and there are no windows. It’s door way or no way, wait for them or just do it ourselves.”

“What do you think, Andy?” Ashley offers, causing us all to look at him. He’s just been sitting and listening, picking at his already-chipping black nail polish.

“I think Y/N is right,” he replies softly, not bothering to look up. “Our only hope is to bust the door down.”

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A/N: Thank you so much for your support guys, it really means a lot! This is almost done, I promise. I’m looking at around 13-20 chapters/parts. Maybe, no promises.

And sorry for the sucky chapter ending. :/ I actually took a lot of time to edit this, so I hope it’s good enough for you guys.

Sorry for late. Please don’t hate me.

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