Rosie's POV

I can't say I've been here for a mere minute....cause I'm not.

I also can't say I've been here for a good hour or two.....cause I haven't.

To be honest though, I can't really tell time or numbers or anything really since the fluid that entered my body with a needle arrived in my arm recently.

Everything feels tingly, and numb....and my vision is fuzzy.

My strength was weakening by the minute. I feel as if I'm slowly drifting away into a drowsy state where everything is incoherent and carefree..a place where I want to be right now. Maybe El's there...maybe I'll meet her there...

I sunk my teeth into the gag balled up inside my mouth. Blood from my nose dripped through the corners of my mouth....it tastes sweet and warm. I feel the the opposites of what my wrists feel. To me, they feel nimble and unharmed while in reality, they're sore and painful.

I lightly pulled at the metal handcuffs that encased my hands and feet to the bed. I screamed into the gag, only to be pulled into that incoherent state again. A third of me wanted to use all my strength and break free while the other two thirds decided to stay taut and still, enjoying the new sensations arriving.

The man wore full black from head to toe. Black leather gloves adorned his hands and a long, shiny needle was held in one.

He crawled onto the bed, in between my forced open legs, and stared down at me. A devil smile tugged at his lips as his free hand slipped down to my clothed core.

As soon as it was there, it was gone...just like that the tingling feeling from touch vanished. My body reacted in many ways, not knowing if to be relieved or upset.

The gag was ripped from my mouth, harshly, and thrown across the room. I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out.

"Rosie..." His deep raspy voice sounded...but it's different....it's not like Harry's...it's evil sounding...it gave me shudders chills. "What shall we do with you?" He teased and laughed. "You're going to repeat after me and listen to everything I say. Got it?"

I couldn't muster up a word. My throat is dry and sore, but really felt tight and swelled. All these feeling that I was experiencing toyed with my body. I knew deep down that I should fight back, but bigger part of my body refused to. "N-no" was all I could stutter out. The word made a new pain travel through me...that wasn't pleasant in a way.

He growled, and my head jolted to the side and stinging filled my cheek, followed by tingling and fuzzy sensations. A pinch made me jump as I felt more liquid enter my body, this time from my neck.

My body controlled me, and began to take me under....take me to a different place. I feel delusional and vulnerable.

He let out a throaty laugh and leaned back, straddling my waist. I could feel myself getting pulled under by the second, only to be woken up by slaps to my cheek.

"Listen now Rosie" he said. I meekly nodded and dug my nails into my hand. There was no way I could fight...and there was no one here to save me.

"Why don't we start off with Harry and Niall, shall we?"

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I feel as if my life is being prolonged. I get this weird feeling swirling in the pit of my stomach and I begin to fall into this....trance for say, then I'm pulled out of it by a hard slapping.

"Very good, Rosie. See you soon love." He said and placed the gag back into my mouth. I can't control a single thing, and I'm not thinking straight. He grabbed my head, and pulled my hair so my head was to the side as a pinch entered the side of my neck.

I felt like I was being pulled slowly under. My feet began to tingle, the sensation beginning to travel up and soared through me.

And with that, a bat was raised, and brought down. Knocking me out.

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My eyes shot open, tears already streaming down. My neck feels sore and weak, my wrists hurt and my mouth is dry.

I looked up and saw five pairs of eyes staring down at me. "W-who are you?"

"Rosie come on, stop playing." The blonde one said and sat down next to me. I scooted away from him...I have no idea where I am..or El. Where's El?

His blue eyes locked with mine, and something about it made me shiver. His eyes....they made me think, wonder. It feels so...familiar, yet I don't remember.

"Get away from me." I pushed him away and hugged the comforter. I was wearing only a large t-shirt...and a minty scent drifted through my nose. It was all so familiar....all of this, them were...it's just not in my memory.

"Rosie..." I looked to my other side and saw Liam. His brown eyes were wide and full of worry.
"Liam!" I exclaimed and got up, hugging him. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and chuckled deeply, rubbing my back up and down. "Who are they?"

"Them?!" He scoffed. I nodded and stared at the two mysterious boys.

His green eyes were amazing..I'm not going to lie but something in he pit of my stomach made me wonder about them. "Well, that's Louis and Zayn. So who are they?"

"You don't remember!?" The blonde one said again.

"What the fuck is going on!" The other one yelled.

I jumped at their outburst. Something made me think about them...but I don't know what.

"Harry, Niall. Stop you're scaring her." Zayn remarked. My eyes turned from him to them. Harry...Niall...

"No, no. Get them away from them! They're trying to kill me!" I screeched and ran behind Liam. "They're trying to kill me! And then El! And all of us! Get them away!"

Notes

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