SILENT • larry stylinson mafia

"why me?"

tw// rape

"Hey Liam, I need your help" H said as he walked to Liam's desk.

"What's up, boss?" Liam asked.

"Can you search up Louis Tomlinson?" H asked. Liam nodded and begun to type extremely fast. "It says here his full name is Louis William Tomlinson, he is seventeen, his birthday is December twenty fourth nineteen ninety eight, brunette, blue eyes, just all that basic information. Is there anything you're specifically looking for?"

"What about his family?" H asked reading the screen.

"His biological father is Troy Austin but whenever his mother Johannah Tomlinson had her first daughter, Charolette Tomlinson, with Mark Tomlinson, he was adopted by Mark. He has another sister Felicite Tomlinson but cases are showing that their house burned down and the bodies with it. Louis being presumed dead." Liam explained. "Wasn't Mark with us before he ran?"

"Yep, that's the one. Louis is not dead, the others are" H said as he re-read what Liam just told him.

"What do you mean?" Liam asked.

"I killed Mark, Johannah, and his sisters yesterday afternoon, burned down the house, Louis is upstairs now. He's going to be staying with us from now on." H told him.

"You are one strange man, Styles" Liam laughed.

"Thanks, Li" H laughed, as he left the room. He had had a stressful day without of their alliances turning against them and attacking earlier. 'Sucks for them not having enough to fight all of them' H thought to himself with a laugh. Just a few drinks wouldn't be bad.

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Louis was sketching random drawings in a notebook he found before a voice started singing his name down the halls. He placed the notebook aside and stood up to see who was out there but jumped in fright when his door opened.

"Hi, doll" H said, he reeked of whiskey and it was noticeable he was wasted. H placed his hands on Louis' waist and rubbed them up and down, "Pretty doll"

Louis tried to take H's hands away from him but H only gripped on tighter. H wrapped his arm around Louis and forced him on to the bed. Louis used as much strength as he could to get H off but it was no use, he had him trapped and was too strong.

H started to yank down Louis' jeans, Louis with a shaky breath whispering out "no, please stop."

As Louis tried more and more to get H to stop, H came to a halt. 

"If you try to push me away one more damn time, I will make sure you won't live to eighteen" H said angerly. Louis was froze in shock. Was it worth his life? What did he even have left to live for? 

Louis' body went limp as he closed his eyes with H removing everything from him, tears streaming down his face.

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"Good boy, no fighting me anymore" H said as buckled up his jeans and kissed Louis' temple. Once H left, Louis just laid there. His whole body hurt as he still felt H's hands all over him. He stayed there until he fell asleep, only thinking 'why me?'

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