sleeping with the enemy ?? zach herron

Warning: I did not proofread, contains a little violence and a long chapter that awaits.

Enjoy :)

ISABELLA

"Just take him to the basement and make sure he's under supervision all the time." My eyebrows furrowed at the sound of someone's voice ringing through the room.

I opened my eyes, slowly, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the brightness of the room.

"You're finally awake." I finally opened my eyes in search of the persons who's voice it belonged to.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Where the hell was I? Looking around, I realized I was definitely not at my apartment. The room I seemed to be in was dark, with a huge window which brightness was blocked by long gray curtains. And I was somehow. . .in a bed?

"I'm right here sunshine." I flinched as the voice once again spoke, this time next to me.

I quickly turned around and jumped when I saw Luke sitting down on a chair, next to the bed I had woken up in.

Memories of what had happened a few hours ago came to my mind. Zach getting kidnapped. Luke shooting the guy who tried to save me. . .and suddenly the fear that I had of him the moment he slapped me, came back to me.

"How was your sleep?" He asked, taking a step closer to me each time.

I didn't respond.

"Oh so we're playing the silent treatment now?" He laughed. His face was by now inches away from mine but I was too afraid to move. Afraid he would try and hurt me physically again.

He lifted his hand up to grab my neck, which made me look up to him.

That was it. This was all it took for me to quickly lift my legs up and kick him in the stomach hard enough to take out the air out of him.

He immediately fell into the bed, his hand reaching into his stomach trying to hold the pain that I had just caused him.

I took that as a chance and elbowed him right in his back one more time, making sure that this time I would get away with it. After I made sure to hear his groan of pain, I made a run for it. I reached for the door but found myself in the middle of a large hallway.

Not knowing which way to go, I took a left. I ran down many doors that my hands were aching to open but that would only waste the time I had to leave.

When I reached a huge living space, I noticed the room I was previously and this whole floor I'm in is some kind of basement. I learned that when I found a long staircase that never seemed to stop. The worst part about it was that I could hear voices upstairs.

Quietly, I decided to go upstairs and take it from there. And that was definitely my worst mistake.

When I reached upstairs, the screams coming from Luke, calling for the guys to stop me seemed to have gained their attention.

I tried running back downstairs but the minute that I turned around, I hit Luke's chest. He grabbed my wrist and twisted it, turning me around so that my back was against his front.