From One World Of Hate To Another *editing*

Chapter 11: 'X' Marks the Spot

Chapter 11

It's a knife...

He pulled out a knife...

A bloody fucking knife.

'I'm going to die' kept repeating through my head.

Brayden just kept a disgusting little smirk on his face. He flicked open the knife and brought it down to my stomach!

I started to struggle and move but it was no use! My arms were handcuffed to the bed and he was sitting on my thighs!

"Shh baby, don't struggle. If you do, it will get messy in here. Now what shall I 'carve'". The word carve stuck in my head. He's going to carve my skin!!! Fucking sicko!

"I think carving would take to long. It's something called TORTURE!!! Why don't you just slash my throat for me now?!" I hollered.

"Because that would be a little too easy. How about a slash right here?" he grazed his fingers over my stomach.

"Go ahead you coward!!!" I said proving my point. I'm not scared of him. He will never scare me.

"You're choice. Babe." he took that opportunity to actually slash my stomach! The knife cut through my skin so fast, it was gruesome.

I screamed in pain and horror. I screamed for all the pain I've ever had in my life. Pain from Harry and the boys. From my father dying and the absence of my mother. I screamed from all the suffering I've always had. I screamed for my life.

But I realized this was only the beginning.

The look in his eyes was unexplainable but I knew he would come back for me. One day.

The cut started at the top of my ribs on my right side and ended at the my hips on the left. A perect diagonal line.

Blood was rushing out like there was no tomorrow. There might not be a tomorrow for me...

Zayn's P.O.V

I can't take it anymore!!! I'm not waiting for that stupid signal!

Liam wanted us to have a signal. When we get the signal, then we go in. It's been 5 minutes since the horrifying scream from Stephanie. I'm going in!!!

I busted down the front door and went upstairs, I looked in the first door, nothing. Second? Nope. Last? I went up to the door and I put my ear to the door. Stephanie! She was in there crying!

It was Brad? Or Brady? Maybe Brayden was his name... Either way, he was chuckling... That bastard!!!!

I kicked open the door for dramatic affects haha! Oh my god.... I couldn't believe it!

Harry's P.O.V.

Zayn just ran into the house! Fuck! I got up and started running towards to front 

door! When I got everyone was already there. Man, I must be slow...

"On the count of 3 we'll run in and save them! Liam said.

"1......"

"2......"

"3......."

"GO!" We yelled and all ran in, we went straight upstairs and checked every door. We got to last door. This has to be it! All we could hear was crying, and punching?! I think Brayden was beating Stephanie!!! HELL NO!

I busted down the door and we all went inside. Stephanie was tied to the bed by pink fuzzy... Handcuffs? Awkward.... Zayn was on top of Brayden feeding him punch after punch.

Zayn's P.O.V.

*5 minutes earlier*

I ran in and saw steph on the bed with pink fluffy hand cuffs. I ran straight for this retard and punched him right out!

I looked over to Stephanie who's stomach was covered in blood! What the fuck?!

There was a cut all the way from the top of her ribs on the right to the bottom of her hip on the left.

A perfect diagonal line.

There was also one from her top left ribs to bottom right hip! Creating an X in the middle of her stomach.

What was going through his mind?

I got so mad I jumped on him and started feeding him punches.

A few seconds later, Harry, Liam and Louis came running into the room.

I stopped punching for a second and realized he was out. Cold. Then I ran over to Stephanie who was still crying in pain.

*1 hour later*

Stephanie's P.O.V.

I can finally stand! For the last hour or so, I haven't been able to stand, walk or even sit up. The pain was unbearable. Before Zayn stormed in, Brayden had made an 'X' mark on my stomach. He was just about to stab the centre of the 'X' but Zayn saved my life.

The boys tied up Brayden to a wooden chair in the centre of the room. He still hasn't awoken. But by the movements he's making now, I believe he is.

Brayden opened his eyes in slow motion. You could see that hate deep inside. He looked over to me and glared. He shot be the most hatred look ever! If he ever got untied, he would no doubt kill me.

"Stephanie. Let me ask you something." Brayden spoke up.

"No fucking way." I spat. The lifted my right arm and back handed the little shit. He was going go pay.

"Umm. Ow?" Brayden asked. Asshole.

"So I'm still going to ask. If you could kill any one of your little boys here, who would it be?" Brayden asked with a curious expression.

"None. They came to save me! From you. You monster." i replied.

"But baby, don't you remember? They came into you're house, threatening you. Then they chased you all the way here. And can't you see all the scars on yourself from the beast himself. Harry?" Brayden had a point... I guess my answer would be Harry.

"That's not the point-" Brayden cut me off.

"Oh yes it it! I didn't really do anything to you. What? A slap? No, it was a knockout punch. Don't forget, X marks the spot!" he winked. 

"But your 'saver' here, has scarred you for life. More than i have. Making your life miserable each and every day of your life. If I were you; I would pick Harry." Brayden said.

"Okay, whatever than! What's it to ya?" I asked.

"I guess you will find out." Brayden smirked... Oh shit. This can't be good!

Brady. He walked into the room, gun in hand, pointing to Harry.

"I DIDN'T MEAN IT!!!" I shouted towards Brady.

"I really don't care!" Brady shouted.

Then everything went black.

*~* Authors Note *~*

Major twist! ;)