Immortal Affliction (Sequel to Immortal Perfection)

Chapter Six.

And here’s the second chapter of the day! I hope all of you enjoy this one as well as the last one! Thank you guys for everything! You’re amazing! Love, Sami <3

Chapter Six:

Saturday: February 7, 2015

Zayn’s POV:

I got out of the shower and ruffled my hair with a towel to give it a quick dry. I pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans and a black button up shirt before throwing on my leather jacket. Once my hair was styled and I thought that I looked date night appropriate I walked out to the living room. I looked around noticing that it was oddly quiet. Louis and Niall had gone out to feed for the night so Harry and I could have a nice evening to ourselves but even then the apartment still had an eerie silence to it.

“Harry?”, I called out thinking that he may be playing a prank on me. I know that he went out to the store but there was no way that it should be taking him this long. “Harry? Come on. Stop hiding.” Pyro who was standing by the door barked so I walked over to him. “What’s wrong boy?” He let out a few whines and my eyes went wide. “He really isn’t home yet?!”

I rushed to put my boots on and made my way to the door, “Come on Py! Let’s go find him.”

We raced down the stairs as fast as we both could and when I reached the outside I noticed how terrible the weather was. It was a damn blizzard out there and it was dangerous for him to be out in this.

“I’ll go check the store! You check the area!”, I yelled to Pyro over the wind.

He bolted in the opposite direction as me and I hurriedly ran to the liquor store. I knew that Harry was becoming pretty good friends with the cashier there so if he was there then she would know. It’s possible that they just got caught up in a conversation about cats but it wasn’t like Harry to keep me waiting.

I opened the door of the store hearing the ring of the bell. The cashier walked up to the front and smiled, “Hi Zayn. Harry was just in here. Did he forget to pick something up?”

“He was here?”

She nodded, “Yea. He left like 10 minutes ago with some wine for your date.” Her face grew worried, “Is something wrong?”

I shook my head not wanting to get her involved, “No. He probably just took a different way home. I’m sure he’ll be back soon.”

“Ok. Well if you need any help with anything just give me a call.”

I nodded, “Thanks.”

I was out the door before she even had the chance to say another word. Now I was certain that something had happened to him. There was no other way for him to get home. He always walked the same exact route and I knew that. I knew everything that Harry did. He didn’t really like things to change and that included his walk home.

I stopped in my tracks as I heard Pyro barking in the distance. I ran towards him and soon found that he was standing over a broken wine bottle and a pair of gloves. I picked up the gloves and asked, “Are these Harry’s?”

He gave me a nod. “Are you absolutely sure?” He gave the gloves another sniff and nodded again. “Was there anything else left behind? Maybe something from the person that took him?” Pyro just hung his head low and sad. “Let’s go. If he’s in as much trouble as I think he is then we don’t have much time.”

Worry coursed through my veins as we left to search for my beloved fiancé.

Harry’s POV:

I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes. My eyes burned as a bright light flooded my vision. Once they adjusted to my surroundings I looked around in confusion. My heart began to race as I realized that I was lying on a hard table with a bright light beaming down on me. My arms and legs were strapped down and I soon noticed that I was just in my underwear. I tried to pull as hard as I could to get out of the restraints but I just wasn’t strong enough. There was no way that I could get out of this.

My instincts took over and I began to yell in fear, “Help! Somebody help me! Please help!”

I heard footsteps near me and a menacing laugh that made me freeze, “Oh Harry. I think you and I both know that nobody can help you.” I hesitantly looked over to my left and gulped. Liam. “You’re so foolish. Going out by yourself. What’d you think? Your nightmares went away so I was just gonna leave you alone? How naïve of you.”

“W-why?”

“Why what?” He had a sickeningly sweet smile on his face but I knew that this wasn’t going to be fun.

“Why are you doing this to me?”

His face grew serious and he slammed his fists on the table. It reminded me of when Zayn had kidnapped me and locked me up in his basement. Only this time was somehow much scarier.

“You killed my boyfriend?!”

I shook my head, “No! I didn’t! I swear!”

“You didn’t. But your boyfriend did! He killed my poor innocent Andy! Ruined him! He had nothing to do with this and Zayn killed him!”

“B-but Z-Zayn wouldn’t do th-that.”

His face became a bit calmer again, “Of course he would. And now Andy has to live life as I do. He’s a tortured soul. He wasn’t ready for this. He can’t handle this life. But Zayn gave him no choice. Zayn killed him and now he has to suffer every day.”

So his boyfriend actually was turned then? I thought all of that was just a dream. He told me over and over that he was going to get me because of this. I thought that this was just all in my head. How was him being turned a bad thing? Didn’t he want that? Didn’t he want to spend the rest of his life with Andy?

“You see Harry, Andy is very sick. Sometimes turning someone doesn’t go well. Sometimes it can really fuck someone up. Zayn really fucked up Andy. He fucked him up and now I’m going to fuck you up!”

I cried out in pain as I felt a sharp pain run through my arm. I looked over and saw blood pouring out of it.

“P-please. I-I’m so-rry.”

“I wish that I could say that I was sorry too.”

I yelled out again as he dragged a knife down my chest.

Zayn. Zayn if you can hear me please help. Please Zayn. I love you.