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Amelia POV

I stare at Lauren and complete shock fills me. I mean I know I was adopted, but what the frick? "Wait...you're my..." Lauren shakes her head up and down. I look over at Demi. "Is that why.." Demi nods her head yes. I look straight and just stare.

"Amelia, I'm sorry we didn't find you sooner," Lauren says, softly and places her hand on mine. I pull my hand away and get up off of the bed. Both of them watch me.

"No you're not!" I shout. Lauren raises an eyebrow. "You're not sorry. You said giving me up was for the best." Lauren's jaw dropped so did Demi's. "It was all over the news Lauren. I seen the interview. I seen papers. I seen everything."

"Amelia, let me-" I run towards the door and open it. I run out. "Amelia!" I get to a living room area and see Normani, Camila, Dinah, and Ally watching the news. My picture was on the screen.

"If you see this girl, please contact your local police station. She was last seen at Park Hill." I bite my lip and run towards the door. I grab the door knob and turn it. It's locked. Suddenly I felt arms wrap around my waist. I was lifted up and carried.

"Help! Somebody help me! P-" My mouth was covered by a hand, but I kept trying to scream. I squirmed in whoever arms I was in. Soon I was thrown into the room I was in before. The door shut and I heard it lock. I get up and bang on it. I feel some kind of foam stuff. I feel around the walls and feel a switch. I flip it on and light comes on. I turn around and nothing's special. The fanfictions I read, usually when you were kidnapped by celebrities they had the room decorated for you. So what the flip? Well those were fanfictions, this is real life.

"Let me out!" I shout. I sigh and walk around. All over the walls is this foam stuff. Wait a minute. I know what that is. They made the room sound proof. Are you serious right now?! I walk towards the bed and sit down. I look around. "What can I do to get them to come in here?" I whispered to myself. Well first they can't hear me, but....they could see me. I look all around and find a camera in the corner. Perfect. I bend down and reach in my shoe. I pull out a razor. Psh. They didn't check me for this kind of stuff. What kind of kidnappers are these?

I pull my sleeve up and look up at the camera. I place the razor on my right arm and bite my lip as the razor cuts into my skin. I jolt forwards as it hurts. Really, really hurts. I bite down on my lip harder, as the razor goes deeper into my skin and down my arm. Blood begins to pour out of my skin and onto the floor. I throw up a bit in my mouth, but make sure it stays in my mouth. I look at my arm and pick the razor up. Blood pours out and out. I look down on the ground and there's a pond of blood. I turned my head to the left and up came puke. I threw up on the ground. Once I finished I looked back at my arm. Soon, I began to feel light headed.

The door flew open and I heard, "Amelia!" It was Lauren's voice. Oh, now they come. I feel dizzy and lose the balance of my legs. I fall forwards and feel someone catch me. But my eyes shut. And blackness takes over.