Captured

Almost every holding room that Andy was dragged by contained at least one person. He could hear them complaining, asking to be let out, requesting certain things and arguing with those they may have been put into a room with. He could hear familiar voices but at the same time, he honestly wasn't sure whether it could be his mind playing up or not. All he knew was that he somehow felt better knowing that it wasn't just his band that had been captured by these strange people. There were many other bands, and he was sure that they were not done capturing.

Eventually, they stopped and held him there at a stance. They began speaking Russian to each other. Andy just looked at them with a confused lost puppy expression before a scowl returned once again. They then opened a door to the left and chucked him in there, quickly closing it as he dropped onto the cold flooring. He landed on his side and quickly sat up to stare at the door. He stood up, walked forward and placed a hand on the door, trying to look through the small window. It was at this point that he heard a heavy breathing sort of sound. He hesitated for a moment, almost worried by what he was about to turn to, but eventually he just decided to be brave and look over his shoulder.

“Ashley?” He said, completely turned now. Yes, it was definitely Ashley and he was not alone. Dressed in the same white onesie, he laid there on a bed with a masked girl that was dressed in all black straddled over him. They were full on making out. Andy couldn't help but just shake his head, running a hand over his hair. Eventually, Ashley had opened his eyes and spotted Andy out of the corner. He turned his head, sitting up gently with his hands resting on the female's sides.

“Oh, hey Andy,” he said with a smirk pulling at his lips.

“Really? You're trying your luck with one of the workers?” Andy scowled.

“Yes. I mean, why the fuck not, eh? It's not like I have anything better to do. I might as well have a little bit of fun.”

“You're an idiot,” the twenty-two year old huffed, glancing to the female. She had blue eyes and what looked like short blonde hair. He couldn't really tell because of the hood and mask. “How old are you?”

“Oh, she doesn't speak English,” Ashley quickly said, pulling the girl's body a little closer to his own. His onesie wasn't zipped up all the way and the girl's shirt was clearly undone. Typical.

“Ja?” The girl said in a playful, seductive tone, looking to Ashley, her hand moving to stroke over his chest softly.

“Oh, Ja,” he replied, lying back down on the bed, pulling the girl back down over him to continue the make out session that got interrupted.

“You're not having sex while I'm in this room. Just saying. If I can't have any, then neither can you,” Andy scowled, clearly unimpressed by how relaxed and at ease his band mate seemed. He then wandered over to the bed on the other side of the small room and laid there facing the wall, curled up somewhat with his arms wrapped around himself.

All that was going through his mind at this point was Juliet. Where was she? Was she okay? He was fearful that maybe she had also been captured by these strange people. He was worried that maybe they were treating her the same way that he had been treated, which was in a rather threatening manner. The whole thing was pretty scary and he worried that maybe he was the only one that was thinking seriously about this. Ashley seemed perfectly fine, but the other three he was unsure of. He would've expected Jake and Jinxx to think logically like him, but CC? He may miss Lauren, sure, but he may just ask for alcohol to keep him content. Not that he was an alcoholic or anything. He was just a party animal, just like Ashley.

Since Andy could still hear the loud kissing sounds coming from the other side of the room, he swiftly pulled the pillow nearby over his head, holding it down there. He didn't want to have to have his thoughts get interrupted by those sounds and it was generally pissing him off that she was even in this room. He just wanted to block out the sound.

A couple of minutes later, the door opened. It immediately made Andy look over and Ashley quickly stopped touching and kissing on the young woman he held securely over him. All three gazed over towards the door.

“Figures,” said a voice. Andy immediately recognised that voice and when she appeared from behind the door, he could see her eyes. It was the masked female that introduced herself previously as Vee. She wagged her finger at the girl that was on top of Ashley and motioned her to leave. The girl was hesitant but she eventually shifted, climbing from the bassist's lap while she fidgeting with the buttons on her t-shirt. ”Now would be a good time for you to zip up, Mr. Purdy,” Vee said while the other girl quickly hurried through the door.

“What if I don't want to?” Ashley uttered in a rather bitter, unamused tone of voice, clearly annoyed by the permanent interruption to his fooling around with that girl.

“Then don't. Simple,” she said, hand placed on her hip as she adjusted her mask with the other hand. “I've been ordered to inform you both that your friends remain unharmed. Jake, Jinxx, CC. They're all in another room and before you ask why you are separated, then it's just usual procedures. Don't worry.”

“Usual procedures?” Andy questioned, staying there on his bed. Ashley remained on his own bed too, fidgeting with the zip of his onesie absent-mindedly while keeping his gaze on Vee.

“Yes,” she uttered, folding her arms. “As a test, I suppose. You see we read a lot on the internet. There's a lot of interesting stories out there of you guys and we wanted to see if any of the plots were actually a reality.”

“Fan fiction?” Ashley said, glancing over towards Andy for a moment before returning his gaze to Vee once again. “If I know what you're talking about and I'm pretty sure I do, then I can assure you that the plots you're trying to uncover as reality are not reality and never will be reality.”

“Yeah,” Andy said almost defensively. “What you're talking about doesn't actually exist. It's just made up by fans. Trust me.”

“We'll see. Anyway, it's night time now. You can turn your room light off whenever you feel like but the hallway lights usually remain on no matter what. Guards patrol at night as well so no shenanigans or you'll likely get hit by a baton. Take that as your only warning, Andley,” Vee stated with a devilish smirk playing at her lips. She turned and left out of the door, swiftly closing and locking it before moving off down the hallway.

All the two did for a brief moment was stare at the door, taking in what had been said by the girl before looking towards each other.

“She thinks that stuff is going to happen in reality, doesn't she?” Ashley questioned, lying back down on the bed.

“Probably, but it's not going to happen,” Andy replied.

“Well obviously. I'm straight, you're straight.”

“And even if I was gay, I'm not even sure you'd be my type.”

“What?”

“You're no Juliet.”

“But that doesn't even count. She's a woman. She has breasts. We're talking about type of man here right now.”

“I'd expect I'd only go for a guy that was like a more... a more manly Juliet.”

“A more manly Juliet.” At that, Ashley couldn't help but laugh.

“Yeah.. Why the fuck are we even talking about this?! We're STRAIGHT! Heterosexuals!”

“I have no idea but for the record, you wouldn't be my type either.”

“Good. This conversation is over now. It's getting too weird,” Andy grumbled, starting to get rather annoyed.

“You started it.”

“Just shut up.”

“But it's true! You're the one that started this stupid conversation!”

And their pointless, childish little bickering session continued on for quite a while, only pausing for thought every now and then. Eventually, their bickering ended and they both decided to just try get some sleep, even if it was just for an hour. They needed it if they were going to try figure out a way to get out of this place. They were going to need to be fully energised to fully apply their minds to a plan.