Kidnapped

Chapter 14

****3RD PERSON POV****
Michael sat next to Maya, looking quite smug. Niall stared at them, looking quite pissed off. Ashton still hadn't come back from his room and neither had Calum.
"Shouldn't we go check on Calum?" Maya asked.
"I took his blades, Maya. He's fine," Zayn said.
She didn't look too convinced but her frown lines smoothed out when Calum finally entered the room. She got up and walked over to him. Her back was to everyone but they could see her hands move over Calum's arms. She leaned in to whisper something only Calum could hear.
His eyes fell to the floor as he nodded at her.
Maya's back got very stiff and she moved back over to the couch. Calum looked like a slapped puppy. He went and sat in one of the armchairs, looking miserable.
"Knock it off Calum," Zayn said.
"Shut up Zayn," Harry snapped.
"Well? He's acting like the victim here when we all went through the same thing he did," Zayn responded.
"Bullshit Zayn. You never cared about Miranda the way any of the rest of us did," Calum announced.
"And you don't care about Maya either," Niall said, quietly.
Zayn shot up from his seat, his fists clenched. Maya got up with him. She put her hand on his shoulder.
"Zayn," Maya warned.
"You think I don't care about them?! You think I didn't die when Miranda did? What about Sammy? None of you loved HER the way I did and all of you ignored it when I had to give her to her buyer," he yelled.
The room was silent. But only for a moment.
"You never brought it up!" Michael yelled back.
"We can't read your mind, Zayn," Luke told him.
"That's not the point!" Zayn said, stomping his foot.
"We get it. Calum isn't the only one who goes through things like this but we've all handled this differently," Liam said, trying to defuse the situation.
"But no one even considers the fact that maybe I'm hurting. Everyone just assumes that I don't feel anything because I don't wear my emotions on my sleeve like the rest of you," Zayn said.
"You don't show your emotions because you're afraid we'll hate you," Louis said.
"Louis," Zayn warned," don't."
"Just like your mother did. And that's why she let your dad beat you."
Silently, Maya left the room. No one noticed.

***MAYAS POV***
I slid down the hall, leaving the yelling behind. I passed Ashton's door and paused just outside of it. I tested the door and found it locked. I shouldn't have been nosy but I pulled the bobby pin out and picked the lock.
I entered the dark room.
"Ashton?" I called.
I walked forward and kicked something piled on the floor. I bent down and felt something wet soak into the knees of my jeans.
I felt the thing in front of me and touched what I thought was the top of someone's head. I move my hands down and felt more wetness on the persons arms. I brought my hands close to my face. My hands were stained red.

"Ashton?"

****A/N wow. I'm an awful person. Sorry this took so long.****