The Broken Angels
Chapter 12
Carrie’s POV
I scrolled through my laptop aimlessly trying to forget about what had happened between me and Niall twelve hours ago, nothing could get him off my mind though, and oddly enough, I had a gut feeling that he was hurting, that he was in danger, and that made me very panicked. Strangely, a new message pops up on my lap top screen indicating that I had just received an e- mail, and I haven’t received any e-mails from anyone for years, and I’m not even exaggerating, I was literally speaking. I clicked on the little box on the bottom right corner of the screen to find the link to a weird video, I felt curiosity take over me as I pressed the play button and sat back to start watching it.
“Good morning miss Price,” a creepy man greeted me with a broad smile.
“We just wanted to ask you a little favour,” the man that stood beside him started coming closer to a shadowed figure that was strapped to a chair. Something’s not right.
“As you can see, we’ve got this pretty little boy, that might just mean a liiiittle something to you,” they spoke as the figure was finally revealed causing me to gasp in shock, the person strapped to the chair, was the love of my life, my whole world, the one who saved me, it was Niall, and he looked horrible. His mouth was gagged with a cloth blocking his groans of pain, and his face was tear stained with blood shot eyes that indicated he was crying, and his hands and legs were forcefully strapped to the chair as he struggled against the ropes, I felt tears start streaming down my face from the way he looked, I couldn’t help but feel like this was all my fault, I wish I had just forgiven him so that he would be here safe and sound in my arms, but I guess that’s too late now. I just wanna hold him in my arms, I wanna tell him that everything’s gonna be okay, I wanna wipe away his tears and caress his tear stained face, but I can’t.
“And we just wanted to say, that if you do want to see him again,” the men smirked as my attention diverted back towards Niall, who was screaming out in pain because one of the men had just pulled his hair. This is all my fault, I wish I had just forgiven him fully, of course I wanna see him again, he’s my whole world, he’s my everything, I love him more than my life.
“You might have to pay us 300 000 pounds in cash by tomorrow midnight,” they spoke as Niall whimpered slightly causing a tear to trickle down my face. Seeing him like this is like stabbing a million knives into my heart.
“Be careful, if you’re late, he’s a goner,” the second man punched Niall right in the stomach, I felt anger course through my veins, I can’t believe those bastards are hurting him, I just want him to be here, right now, I just wanna make sure he’s safe and sound in my arms.
“Now little Niall might have to beg a little for this shouldn’t he?” The men both spoke deviously as they took out a knife and pointed it at him. I knew he was trying to be strong for me, but I could see the fear that masked his beautiful blue eyes.
“Scream out her name Niall, tell her to come and save you,” they ordered bringing the knife closer to his face as he shook his head no. Please don’t do it Niall please, stay strong, I kept repeating in my head. If I heard him begging I don’t know how I’m gonna live with myself if I don’t find him. I have to save him even if it means my death.
“Do it you son of a bitch do it!!” The first man slashed Niall’s arm causing him to try and scream in pain into the cloth that blocked his mouth. Seeing him struggle this way was causing me so much pain
“Call out her name!” They smacked him giving him no other choice but to do as told.
“mppphhrie,” I watched as he tried screaming my name into the cloth but failed miserably.
“Louder!” They both yelled causing him to wimper.
“Louder!!”
“smne me mphhh sme me,” he tried to scream as they slashed his cheek with their knife, with every hit more tears were streaming down my face. This is the worst form of pain I’ve ever experienced, Niall was crying, he was in pain, and I couldn’t have him in my arms and save him, I couldn’t tell him it was gonna be alright. Finally, the screen blacked out and the last thing that was written was a note telling me to get the money by midnight and a phone number that I’m supposed to contact after I’ve seen the video. I quickly scurried off to find my phone and started to dial the number, it seemed like they’ve been expecting me because they answered me right after one ring.
“I see you’ve finally caught a glimpse of the video, haven’t you now Miss Price,” a gruff voice speaks from the other end of the line.
“Don’t you dare hurt him, You beasts, if you dare lay a fucking finger on him I swear to god-!” I yelled into the phone as the man chuckled interrupting me. Somehow my sorrow and sadness had switched into anger and frustration. Anger of seeing Niall so weak and helpless and being unable to do anything about it. Anger of seeing Niall cry but not having the ability to bring my thumb up to his cheeks and wipe away his tears, anger of putting him in such a position.
“Sorry sweet heart but I’m here to do business, not to listen to your stupid insults,” the man replied roughly infuriating me even more with his words. I don’t understand, who did this to him, I’m sure if those people got hold of Niall they probably had it planned from before, it’s hard to just kidnap a pop star off the street I’m sure, unless that’s the kidnapper’s lucky day.
“I wanna talk to him,” I demanded in an unbelievably confident matter.
“And what makes you think that’s gonna happen?” The man asks with a glint of mischief in his voice.
“Put him on the phone now, or you won’t get any money,” I said through gritted teeth as the man sighed knowing I’d won the argument.
“Five minutes,” he hissed from the other end of the line, after a couple of minutes, I could hear Niall’s voice on the other end, but it sounded so hoarse and pained, I winced after every syllable he pronounced.
“C-Carrie?” He whispered his voice cracking at the end. I could hear all the emotions he carried inside.
“It’s okay Niall, it’s alright, I’m coming to get you as soon as possible I promise,” I said feeling the tears flow out of my eyes. He sounded so broken and vulnerable, and I can’t even hug him to make him feel safe.
“I don’t deserve it Carrie, I know I don’t, don’t come for me, I-I deserve to be in pain, it’s a-all because of K-Kristen, s-she did it all purpose” Niall replied to me shakily.
“ That fucking bitch!” I was about to lash out on a swear war but I decided that it was best to keep calm and try to make Niall feel as secure as possible at the moment.
“Niall, I don’t care, people make mistakes, and you’re a person, I’m coming for you Ni, I won’t let them fucking lay another finger on you once I get to you, no one, and I mean no one can ever fucking hurt my baby penguin,” I spoke anger lacing my tone as I clenched my fists.
“I love you Niall, stay strong,” I whispered.
“I love you Carr-,” Niall was about to speak but then something muffled his voice meaning they had taken the phone away from him. I heard him scream from the other end which infuriated me even more.
“You son of a bitch! How could you do this to him you sick minded psychopaths!” I yelled angrily, I couldn’t explain the anger coursing through my veins right now. It was unstoppable, it was like taking drugs for the first time, addicting.
“Just leave him alone you fucked up bastards!” I yelled again trying to calm down my angry phase for Niall’s sake, who knows what they might do to him if I keep on insulting them like this.
“Now now miss, you have to get the money by midnight, and he’s all yours, that’s a promise,” the man whispered in a creepy voice then ended the call. I started sobbing hysterically, this is my entire fault.
I scrolled through my laptop aimlessly trying to forget about what had happened between me and Niall twelve hours ago, nothing could get him off my mind though, and oddly enough, I had a gut feeling that he was hurting, that he was in danger, and that made me very panicked. Strangely, a new message pops up on my lap top screen indicating that I had just received an e- mail, and I haven’t received any e-mails from anyone for years, and I’m not even exaggerating, I was literally speaking. I clicked on the little box on the bottom right corner of the screen to find the link to a weird video, I felt curiosity take over me as I pressed the play button and sat back to start watching it.
“Good morning miss Price,” a creepy man greeted me with a broad smile.
“We just wanted to ask you a little favour,” the man that stood beside him started coming closer to a shadowed figure that was strapped to a chair. Something’s not right.
“As you can see, we’ve got this pretty little boy, that might just mean a liiiittle something to you,” they spoke as the figure was finally revealed causing me to gasp in shock, the person strapped to the chair, was the love of my life, my whole world, the one who saved me, it was Niall, and he looked horrible. His mouth was gagged with a cloth blocking his groans of pain, and his face was tear stained with blood shot eyes that indicated he was crying, and his hands and legs were forcefully strapped to the chair as he struggled against the ropes, I felt tears start streaming down my face from the way he looked, I couldn’t help but feel like this was all my fault, I wish I had just forgiven him so that he would be here safe and sound in my arms, but I guess that’s too late now. I just wanna hold him in my arms, I wanna tell him that everything’s gonna be okay, I wanna wipe away his tears and caress his tear stained face, but I can’t.
“And we just wanted to say, that if you do want to see him again,” the men smirked as my attention diverted back towards Niall, who was screaming out in pain because one of the men had just pulled his hair. This is all my fault, I wish I had just forgiven him fully, of course I wanna see him again, he’s my whole world, he’s my everything, I love him more than my life.
“You might have to pay us 300 000 pounds in cash by tomorrow midnight,” they spoke as Niall whimpered slightly causing a tear to trickle down my face. Seeing him like this is like stabbing a million knives into my heart.
“Be careful, if you’re late, he’s a goner,” the second man punched Niall right in the stomach, I felt anger course through my veins, I can’t believe those bastards are hurting him, I just want him to be here, right now, I just wanna make sure he’s safe and sound in my arms.
“Now little Niall might have to beg a little for this shouldn’t he?” The men both spoke deviously as they took out a knife and pointed it at him. I knew he was trying to be strong for me, but I could see the fear that masked his beautiful blue eyes.
“Scream out her name Niall, tell her to come and save you,” they ordered bringing the knife closer to his face as he shook his head no. Please don’t do it Niall please, stay strong, I kept repeating in my head. If I heard him begging I don’t know how I’m gonna live with myself if I don’t find him. I have to save him even if it means my death.
“Do it you son of a bitch do it!!” The first man slashed Niall’s arm causing him to try and scream in pain into the cloth that blocked his mouth. Seeing him struggle this way was causing me so much pain
“Call out her name!” They smacked him giving him no other choice but to do as told.
“mppphhrie,” I watched as he tried screaming my name into the cloth but failed miserably.
“Louder!” They both yelled causing him to wimper.
“Louder!!”
“smne me mphhh sme me,” he tried to scream as they slashed his cheek with their knife, with every hit more tears were streaming down my face. This is the worst form of pain I’ve ever experienced, Niall was crying, he was in pain, and I couldn’t have him in my arms and save him, I couldn’t tell him it was gonna be alright. Finally, the screen blacked out and the last thing that was written was a note telling me to get the money by midnight and a phone number that I’m supposed to contact after I’ve seen the video. I quickly scurried off to find my phone and started to dial the number, it seemed like they’ve been expecting me because they answered me right after one ring.
“I see you’ve finally caught a glimpse of the video, haven’t you now Miss Price,” a gruff voice speaks from the other end of the line.
“Don’t you dare hurt him, You beasts, if you dare lay a fucking finger on him I swear to god-!” I yelled into the phone as the man chuckled interrupting me. Somehow my sorrow and sadness had switched into anger and frustration. Anger of seeing Niall so weak and helpless and being unable to do anything about it. Anger of seeing Niall cry but not having the ability to bring my thumb up to his cheeks and wipe away his tears, anger of putting him in such a position.
“Sorry sweet heart but I’m here to do business, not to listen to your stupid insults,” the man replied roughly infuriating me even more with his words. I don’t understand, who did this to him, I’m sure if those people got hold of Niall they probably had it planned from before, it’s hard to just kidnap a pop star off the street I’m sure, unless that’s the kidnapper’s lucky day.
“I wanna talk to him,” I demanded in an unbelievably confident matter.
“And what makes you think that’s gonna happen?” The man asks with a glint of mischief in his voice.
“Put him on the phone now, or you won’t get any money,” I said through gritted teeth as the man sighed knowing I’d won the argument.
“Five minutes,” he hissed from the other end of the line, after a couple of minutes, I could hear Niall’s voice on the other end, but it sounded so hoarse and pained, I winced after every syllable he pronounced.
“C-Carrie?” He whispered his voice cracking at the end. I could hear all the emotions he carried inside.
“It’s okay Niall, it’s alright, I’m coming to get you as soon as possible I promise,” I said feeling the tears flow out of my eyes. He sounded so broken and vulnerable, and I can’t even hug him to make him feel safe.
“I don’t deserve it Carrie, I know I don’t, don’t come for me, I-I deserve to be in pain, it’s a-all because of K-Kristen, s-she did it all purpose” Niall replied to me shakily.
“ That fucking bitch!” I was about to lash out on a swear war but I decided that it was best to keep calm and try to make Niall feel as secure as possible at the moment.
“Niall, I don’t care, people make mistakes, and you’re a person, I’m coming for you Ni, I won’t let them fucking lay another finger on you once I get to you, no one, and I mean no one can ever fucking hurt my baby penguin,” I spoke anger lacing my tone as I clenched my fists.
“I love you Niall, stay strong,” I whispered.
“I love you Carr-,” Niall was about to speak but then something muffled his voice meaning they had taken the phone away from him. I heard him scream from the other end which infuriated me even more.
“You son of a bitch! How could you do this to him you sick minded psychopaths!” I yelled angrily, I couldn’t explain the anger coursing through my veins right now. It was unstoppable, it was like taking drugs for the first time, addicting.
“Just leave him alone you fucked up bastards!” I yelled again trying to calm down my angry phase for Niall’s sake, who knows what they might do to him if I keep on insulting them like this.
“Now now miss, you have to get the money by midnight, and he’s all yours, that’s a promise,” the man whispered in a creepy voice then ended the call. I started sobbing hysterically, this is my entire fault.
7/31/13