Stuck In A Nightmare

Eleven

I woke up with no arm around me.  

Where was Harry?  

I looked over to where he was sleeping before and saw he went over to his own  

bed. 

It was 12:30 am.  

Wow we were tired.  

I got up and made sure he wasn't awake.  

I grabbed my crutches and went towards the door, thinking of a way to get out. 

"Mam why aren't you sleeping? You should be getting rest." A short haired nurse  

said coming up next to me.  

"I've rested for 7 hours straight. I wanted to get some air."  

Haha nice save Jess.  

She seemed to question the fact that I wanted air at midnight but nodded and  

left my Side.  

I continued walking, getting into the elevator.  

I pressed the basement button and decided to leave through the back doors. I'm  

meeting them, just for Harry's safety. Not only him, but for the rest of the  

boys too. They didn't have to go through this.  

So I decided I Will suffer to keep them unharmed. 

The elevate doors -very- slowly opened and I went out the back door into the  

parking lot.  

It took longer than it did with the boys to get back to the house, but I'm  

guessing because we were in a Hurry to get away, that we didn't notice how long  

it took to get to the hospital.  

The nervousness made me want to turn back as soon as I reached the doorstep, but  

it was too late and I was already face to face with the large man. His features  

were visible and he was smirking.  

He looked down at me and I know exactly what he was looking at.  

Pervert. 

"Well, well , well. Look who showed up. I see you've got a new accessory. How  

are they working out for you?" He asks plucking at my crutches. 

I snatched them away telling myself not to hit him with them now because I would  

have no chance of running. 

"What do you want from us." I state getting straight to the point. 

"Actually I only want you." He replies leading me into the house. 

It was old and creepy, sort of like him. 

"What do you mean? Why?" I ask careful not to let him get close. 

"Then why did you hurt my friends when they had nothing to do with this?"  

He nodded,"ah, your friends. You see, if I only took you, they would become  

witnesses. I told them not to tell but many refused. The man and 2 of the lads."  

He says going into what I'm guessing is to be the kitchen. 

I follow him, studying the place. 

"The other 3 however, cooperated. " I realized what he meant by this. He wanted  

me and Louis and Harry refused. That's why Liam and ZAYN weren't hurt. What  

about Niall?  

"So why did you call me back? And what did you do to Niall?" I ask taking a seat  

at the table.  

"The Irish one. Well, you remember honey I said I wasn't done with you. I don't  

know if you remember, but I took you upstairs and had a little fun."  

"What did that have to do with him?" I ask flinching at the thought of him  

touching me. I need a shower badly. 

"He watched. I made him watch every second of it." He said the same smile  

creeping onto his face.  

"Now, it's time for grey eyes to have his share." He says smirking. 

Sugar. Honey. Iced . Tea.  

What did I get myself into? Should I run for the door?  

I ponder my next actions as I watch him Come over to me, heavy work boots  

hitting the ground again, lifting my body up and throwing me over his shoulder.  

It's a good thing I didn't eat because I was ready to throw up.  

He carried me up a wide staircase, the stairs creaking with every step. There  

was no point in fighting back. He won.  

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