The Mafia's Hotchpotch [ A One Direction Fan fiction ]

Chaotic

WARNING: Horror

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*1 month later*

Harry's POV

I was uncomfortably moving on the bed. All the lights were switched off except for the dim golden lamp on the table, beside the bed. I felt as if my wrists were tied on the bed by some supernatural non-visible hands. Every time I tried to free them, I felt the aggressive force tightening over them. My legs were in the same situation as well. I screamed desperately as the force started to pull my hair. My body was shivering, I felt cold as if the bed changed its form into ice. I felt some creepy body crawling over me, but I couldn't see it.

I could smell rotten eggs topped with maggots. The maggots were now slithering over me. Suddenly, I felt the light getting dimmer. I noticed blood dripping off from the ceiling. I couldn't control my  bladder as it was ready to burst any time. I lost the control over it the moment a thin bloody hand started to trace my bare chest. I wasn't wearing my precious cross locket.

"Remember me, darling," a crackling slow sexy voice of an old lady whispered. I couldn't see her face. Her hand moved onto the skin on my triceps. Her nails were pointed and felt cold as if they were made up of metal. She pierced her middle finger's nail into a maggot that was traveling towards my bottom lip.

I heard her slowly and darkly whisper, "Darling." That voiced echoed in my ears. Now, I could smell period blood all around. Suddenly I realized that the bedroom was changing into a horrific graveyard. I felt terrified. My heart beat was beating fifty times per second. I tried to free my hands with all the force I could. Immediately in a second, I saw her face rushed towards me, her rough hair, sticking everywhere, her bloody eyes and horribly dry green snake skin was cracked. I wanted to shout but my voice was gone when I shouted half way through. I could see my death in those demon eyes. I was suffocating. She opened her mouth wide while screaming and inhaling my soul and her hands were on my chest, piercing my skin. My hands suddenly freed and then I strongly gripped the bedside lamp and dashed forcefully, with all my power, onto her head.

I immediately opened my eyes and a painful screamed was filled in the air. I fell down on the floor with the lamp in my hands. I noticed that there were shattered pieces of glass on my chest accompanied with blood. I could hear the crying of a girl, though no one was on the bed. I stood up feeling dizzy. I saw a little girl. I switched on the lights and saw that her hand was bleeding and her temples too, perhaps due to the glass.

HOLY BANANA! DID I DO THAT? SHOOT! I rushed to her. "Are you alright?" I panicked. She looked at me, scared, and immediately started to crawl in the corner of the room. Have I seen this girl before? Who is she................. is she Narnia, the one who lost my precious brooch? "Cats and nuts, it is her," I cursed and clenched my jaws. I felt pure hatred gushing through my whole body.

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Michael Aranda's POV

It was a tiring day at work. I miss my Aurora. I opened the doors of my mansion.

"Aurora, come out sweetheart," I called her as I entered.

"DADDY!" her voice chirped throughout the hallway as her pitter patter was heard. She came rushing to me. I took her in my arms, gently kissed her rosy cheeks and softly caressed them while she rambled on about how much she missed me.

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*half an hour later*

ZAYN MALIK'S POV

Sleepily, I was heading to my shared room when something bumped into me. I carefully focused and realised that it was a little girl who's head and right hand were bleeding. She was falling unconscious but as I bent down and try to even ask anything, her last words were- "please don't hurt me..... bhaiyya (brother)." 

After saying that, she was immobile in my arms.  I was taken aback when I heard her call me bhaiyya. I felt an immediate gush of fire in my throat. Well, maybe that was the alcohol, which i had consumed, kicking in now.

After I had gulped in the situation, I rushed her to a near by hospital.

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a/n: I AM SO FRIUT AND NUT SORRY ABT THE DELAY IN PUBLISHING THIS CHAPTER! The next chapter would clarify all of ur doubts and give a more vivid understanding of the interlacing of different people from different walks of life.