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Chapter Four

I hated this. All of this. I wish I could just go back in time and change the past, make everything all better again, but I can't. I now suffer knowing my state of reality was that I was going to rot in Harry's basement. In all honesty, I probably deserved this, I'm foolish, well I was foolish. I wish that he'd just get sick of me and off me already. I'm waiting for it.

"Good Morning, Niall." I was obliterated from my thoughts when I heard Harry's deep voice enter the room. I looked up towards him as he shut the door behind him. Once he turned to face me, he was smiling from ear to ear. I felt the pain I knew i was about to endure before it's even happening. Tears began to descend from my eyes.

"Stop crying, you look pathetic," Harry scoffed, "As promised, I brought you down a meal." He tossed over one banana towards me. As it rolled over towards me I felt my stomach drop, my eyes furrow in disappointment,

"This..isn't enough..I'm s-so hungry...please can I have s-something more..?" My voice sounded shaky as I pleaded, scared to ask but i'm so very much desperate. I grabbed tightly on my stomach as a rather loud growl sounded out.

Harry's fists clenched and he shot me down with a glare, "Well what an ungrateful little shit you are! I brought you down something to eat and you have the audacity to ask for more?!" Harry was enraged, I could practically see the steam coming out of his head. "I should've let you starve." He growled, fists still clenched and I knew I fucked up.

"I-I'm sorry, Master! I'm ungrateful and I s-should be grateful for e-everything you do for m-me..I won't ever ask again.." I stutter over my words, holding back my tears. I could feel fear flooding my body.

"Wow, you're finally learning after all these months. Maybe I wont hurt you today." He smirked, eyeing up my body, "Or at least not as much.." his evil laugh echoed off each wall. He walked over towards me, my whole body tensed up. He crouched down so he was leveled with my face. He gripped my chin and lifted it up so I could look him in the eyes.

"Now, now..Which game should we play today Niall?" his thumb dug further into my jaw causing me to wince at the pressure.

A game? What could he possibly mean?

"Like Snakes and Ladders?" I question, raising one eyebrow in confusion.

Harry grinned mischievously, "Yes, exactly..you are on the right page, but I was thinking more like.." he trailed off and licked his lips staring into my eyes. He let go of his firm grip he had on my jaw, "Operation" he finished. His face was emotionless , my eyes grew big once I released what 'operation' could be. Within a swift second, he gripped onto my arm and started dragging me over to the stainless steeled table in the corner of the tiny room.

"Please! Please don't do this!" I cry out, trying to pry away from his grip which only made Harry grip even harder. He was strong, he picked up my body and slammed into onto the table causing a painful moan to leave my mouth. I tried to struggle off the table, soon turned down by Harry strapping my wrists and ankles to the table.

"Will you calm down? I said I wouldn't hurt you as bad today since you listened. Look, I will put you under for the operation so you wont feel a thing until you wake up." He sucked his teeth. He started searching for something in the drawers. I turned my head to get a better view at what he was digging for. He pulled out a rather small round object that had wires sticking out from the sides.

"What are you going to do to me?" I ask, even though I probably shouldn't have because I would probably be better off with the unknown.

"I'll tell you after the operation is complete, but in the mean time, Goodnight Niall." he smiled, jabbing the needle into my arm, the drugs kicked in rather quick. My blurry vision could only capture Harry holding a scalpel to the left of my stomach, after that I couldn't remember a thing.

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"Wake up sleepy head." Harry cooed, my eyes fluttered open. I felt a little drowsy from the drugs still. Harry must have moved me back onto the cold ground after the operation. I tried to move a little but I was met with a great pain coming from my left abdomen.

"I would be careful if I were you.." Harry snickered, his back was turned to me as he wasn't his hands in the sink beside the table. I take a look at my bare skin, there was a semi big cut angled down my stomach.

"What did you do to me?" I question, still looking at the freshly sewn up cut.

"I put a bomb inside of you." he turned to face me, and of course there was the famous cheshire cat smile planted across his face.

My stomach felt instantly sick.

"A bomb!" I begin to shout, "Are you crazy?!!" I begin to panic.

This man really was a psychopath. Who in there right mind would place a fucking bomb inside someone? I really couldn't believe this was happening.

"Crazy is an understatement, but don't worry it would only go off if you step atleast ten feet from my house. Just a precaution." No emotion showed on his face as usual. He walked over towards the cracked stone door, placing his hand on the door knob. "Just so you are clear on what im saying, you leave, you go KA-BOOM!" Harry laughed turning the knob and exiting out not leaving me any chance to ask anymore questions.

There was a bomb ticking inside me, I couldn't tell if i was scared or rather intrigued. Death was always something I wanted for awhile now, it was almost as if it was an open invitation for an easy way out.

All I knew was time was ticking and I needed to get out of here, either dead or alive. I couldn't care anymore, anything was better than being trapped and tortured down here.

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A/N: Hey everyone! 2021 me here to tell you that this chapter is finally revised and updated! Hope you're enjoying a much better, detailed story than what it was before :)

Next chapter will be revised and put back up in a week! Stay tuned, love you.