2 The Cell and The First Day

I still stared up at the spot were Pete, Patrick, Joe and Andy stood and looked at me from above and didn't move yet. I sat on the cold ground right where I got thrown into this cell and didn't even looked around. So I finally stood up slowly and my eyes searched the cave. It was really a mix of cave and cell because at one side were metal rods with the door and the other three walls were black stone like from a cave. The ceiling were metal rods too, where Fall Out Boy was. At the end of the cell was a little bed and a gray sink. The bed looked  uncomfortable and the sink a little dirty. But I guess I will have to live with that now.

I got to the sink and turned on the water to try and drink it because I suddenly got thirsty. It was clean and tasted good. Then I dryed my hands on my jeans and sat on the bed. It squeaked a bit and I thought what I should do now. What do they even want with me? I'm not even special or something. I can't really sing very good, couldn't write songs just stupid poems and my piano skills aren't very good eighter. I learned piano when I was a kid but I didn't really liked it back then. My piano teacher was rude and unfriendly but I'm actually glad now that I can play piano a little. My mum said I'm actually pretty good but I don't really believe her. I'm still her daughter. After everything I'm probably pretty good at anything, like she would say.

Also my dad taught me how to play guitar and I really liked it. But my parents didn't allow me to learn to play drums. I liked drums. The beat. The rhythm. In school I actually had a crush on the drummer of our school band. He had blond hair and was really handsome. I remembered these old times and smiled.

It was about 4 am as I got to bed and tried to sleep but it was really uncomfortable. At 10 am or something I woke up and stood up. I dreamed some weird stuff like most times. When I got out of bed, I realised what happend yesterday. The party, the kidnapping. I'm trapped. Damn it. Slowly I got to the sink to drink something. Then I noticed there were some things laying next to the cell door. What is that?

Quickly I got closer and saw there was a black T-shirt with a white FOB logo on it, a black vest, a black skinny jeans, gray underwear, black socks, a little bag with something in it and a plate with bread and cheese. Mmh breakfast! They really seam to care about me, at least in some point. I grabbed the bread and cheese and took a bite. Then I got curious what's in the little bag and put the bread and the cheese back on the plate. Carefully I opened the bag and recognised a toothbrush and some toothpaste. Well. I put the bag aside and ate my breakfast. After that I dressed in the new clothes and place my other clothes on the ground near a black stone wall.

Nervously I looked above but there was noone there. Some light shone through the metal rods from outside. I wondered how deep I am down here. About 5 meters probably. Sighing I took the little bag and put it to the sink. Then I just wanted to use my phone but I didn't had it with me. They took it. It's gone, of course. Also I didn't had my black hand bag with me eighter. They must have it too. There I kept my purse, tissues, pain killers for emergencies, my purple calender, my notepad and a pen in it.