Caged

~Echo's POV~

What the hell were we watching? I wanted to ask, but I would have asked in an annoyed voice and I would have gotten glared at. Luke was already glaring at me and I met his glare. What had gotten his panties in a bunch? "What are we watching?" Keona asked in a small voice. She had seemed awfully quite after she was free from her caged prison. It didn't surprise me, I mean that must have been traumatizing. being locked up the whole night in a cage, like a dog. I doubt she slept, and I bet she was starving. We ate, it was actually really good thanks to Kenya's cooking. Poor Kenya was the the damn maid. Cooks for everyone, and Niall doesn't give her one ounce of gratitude. Freaking piglet. I was the only one who had told Kenya thanks for making the food... even though we were trapped, we needed to feel some love. We sure as hell didn't get it from the rest of the boys. Niall and Harry glared at me for saying thank you, and Luke gave me a warning to keep my mouth shut. So, we can't even talk? And yet, here we are watching T.V like we were best friends with them. Luke was sitting on the one person recliner and Niall and Harry got the love seat. Kenya sat in between Niall's legs, the look of utter disgust shone brightly on her face, and Kenoa sat next to me, far away from Harry. Which I found was a good thing.

"Sh." Harry hissed at her, making her flinch a little.

"I think it's America's Got Talent, or the X Factor." Kenya whispered our way. "Some talent show like that,"

So they enjoyed watching people have talent. Were they upset that they don't have any themselves... other than being arse holes and big bullies. Also kidnappers, if I may add. I couldn't help but cringe as I watched a girl do the splits, having people dance around her in the process. This wasn't really a talent, she didn't even really do anything! All she did was do the splits and wave her arms around while everyone pranced around her "You call that talent?" then I realized I had just said that out loud. My hand slapped over my mouth and my eyes widened.

"I agree." Both Kenya and Keona covered for me. I gave them a nod of thanks and turned my attention back to the T.V.

"And you would know?" Niall asked sounded quite irritated.

"Well, I'm not saying I'm good enough to go on a show, but I have a better talent then her. All she does is sit there having other people do the work for her. At the end of the day, she gets called for her performance, and she will probably get the okay because of what the others did." I spoke my mind. They asked and I wasn't going to cower away.

"What's you talent then ol' wise one?" He mocked me.

I narrowed my eyes in a very threatening glare "I can sing."

Harry then threw a remote at Luke, making the boy flinch and look at us. "What was that for?" He growled.

"Did you hear that?" Niall chuckled "Your little toy can sing. You should make her sing you a lullaby before you go to sleep." Again he mocked me, and I was getting tired of it. "Maybe Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, or Rock A By Baby." he was now laughing so hard he snorted, which made Harry start to laugh. Luke started to chuckled and I felt embarrassed. I shouldn't have opened my mouth. Guess that was just my mistake.

"Can you play to Xaphone to?" Harry added, slapping his knee.

I could play the piano, and I used to be able to play the Guitar, but I quite and I don't know how anymore. "No." I said in a small voice.

"Aw to bad."

"Will you stop?" Kenya snapped.

I started at her in bewilderment. Niall was the meanest out of them all, and she had just snapped at him. But he didn't seem phased by it "I'm sorry." He said, and I knew he didn't mean it at all. "But if you were as good of a singer as you think you are... would you be here with us, or would you be doing a concert right now?"

I scowled. I never said that. I never said I was that great! I even remember saying I wasn't good enough to be on the show, so his words really hurt, and I felt myself tearing up. So quickly, without answering him, I turned my gaze back to the T.V and hugged my knee's close to my chest. Ignoring the continuing spectrum of laughing and teasing happening behind me.

Notes

Yes, I know... I update a lot, but no one else was doing it :P So, hiya everyone. Madi here... hope you liked this update.

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