More Than 1Dead [h.s] (R)

Somethings wrong...

Cerys' P.O.V:

I could tell I wasn't in the woods anymore because I couldn't hear twigs snapping or birds chirping. I couldn't feel the cool breeze skimming my body making me shudder and I couldn't feel the mud and dead leaves beneath me. Harry must have brought me home. I was still pretty much asleep with my eyes closed shut, enjoying the feeling of the soft pillows and sheets beneath me, much softer than usual.

I wasn't sure what time is was or how long we had been in the woods, but I was just glad I was in the warmth now. I didn't like the idea of sleeping in the woods when bugs and insects could be crawling over you and going in your mouth, but it was the only option. I saw the light through my eyelids suggesting it was probably morning.

I awakened a bit more but never opened my eyes. I noticed my wrists were aching so I opened my eyes in shock, realizing my hands were handcuffed to the bed posts. Wait... what? bedposts? Our bed has a headboard! My heart started racing as I looked up, realising this wasn't our house. Where am I?

I was in someone's double bed. God knows where I was. I peered over to the side of me to make sure no one I didn't know was on the other side. Pheww! There was no one there. I was still in the clothes I was in when I was in the woods, so I was glad I hadn't been undressed. I was in a plain white room with white wall and white bed sheets. A white dresser was stood against the wall and it was actually an okay looking room, but that's not the point! Where the hell was I and why was I handcuffed to the bed?!

I know now that it definitely wasn't Harry that carried me away from the woods, but before I presumed it was. I wondered where all the other girls were and where the boys ran off to. I hoped they were all safe and not in danger. As long as they're are okay, so am I, I guess.

I heard footsteps coming towards the door. I was so scared. Before, the whole house was silent, no noise whatsoever but now I heard the footsteps, my heart was probably making the loudest noise of all. I shuffled around, trying to get myself comfortable, knowing there was a 99.9% chance it wasn't going to be Harry coming through that door.

I squeezed my eyes shut as I heard the door knob turn, making a small clicking sound. I was praying and praying I would actually know this person and someone hadn't just randomly taken me from the woods. I held my breath in trying not to make any sound whatsoever. I then laid down, and pulled the cover over me with my feet seen as though I couldn't move my hands.

The door opened and I stayed as still as a statue under the sheets. They closed the door and stayed silent for a couple of seconds. Then I heard a small chuckle escape their lips. Their footsteps sounded closer and closer with every step. I gasped as the covers were pulled back and he revealed his face to me.

Joe?!.......Why did he take me?

"Good Afternoon sleepy head" He chirped, seeming as happy as ever. "I wasn't sleeping!" I spat. "Joe, why the fuck am I in your house and why am I handcuffed to the bed? I hardly even know you!" I sat up and huffed and he sat near me on the bed. "Well don't I get a thanks? I took you in from the cold weather in the forest. You could have got hyperthermia or pneumonia or-"

"Alright alright, I get it!" I shouted. I was getting a bit impatient and I just wanted to go home. I had a feeling that it wasn't going to happen right away though. Joe just smirked at me, then looked me up and down. "Feisty one aren't you" He teased and I nodded my head slightly. "I get that a lot" I replied. "I like it" Joe said making me feel uncomfortable. Which reminded me....

"Why the hell were you spying on me all that time!?" I asked him, remembering back to when Max (One of the Macifers) told me about that. It made my skin crawl to think that someone knew what I was doing at all times. "I got ordered by the Macifers, it wasn't my choice"  "But why didn't you say no, you didn't have to spy on me!" I wondered