Brotherly - Larry

Chapter 14 - He's Choking on It

- Third Person -

Harry gave up on screaming a few hours ago or was it a day ago. In reality, it had been five days. Harry had been down here for five days. He had well beyond soiled himself. He was suffering in his own filth and his lungs and body were sore, mainly his jaw by now, his head had well by numbed out. He had dried up blood around his wrists and ankles. The once sight for sore eyes man had really just turned into a sore for the eyes.

No one had visited him, he could only hear the ringing of the silence in the room. He was beyond starving and thirsty. His own thoughts beginning to devour his sanity. He had never felt so compromised, never having faced any traumatic situation like this. Never being contained to his own demise. He knew this was what real pain was.

Harry didn't know how much more or he could take. He didn't know if he could live if his life was this. It wasn't worth it. All alone.

The torment of knowing his brother had trapped him here. Not some stranger. His own blood. His twin. He was in pain at the hand of a man he had loved. A man he really did think had some good and love in him to return the favour. Harry was wrong. So wrong.

He could barely keep his eyes open anymore, they were bloodshot and he had bags under them. His face being drained of colour and natural beauty.

Within moments though the darkness lit up and the light in the middle of the room ignited revealing the hell he was in. That metal table in the middle of the room was just the beginning. Other walls were draped in blades, guns, whips and more chains of every shape and size. He squinted, trying to adjust his eyes. He couldn't even comprehend everything he was looking at. What was this place?

"Afternoon brother." Edward's voice filled the room, laughing to himself seeing his hunched over dirty looking twin. He couldn't help but tut at the dishevelled state his brother had become. Not that he was actually disappointed. "How are you doing?"

Harry groaned, sitting himself up a bit more, ragged breathing starting as he looked up at Edward, sauntering over to himself. He tugged on his restraints again, hissing as they opened previous cuts and cause more blood to trickle out. "Oh, wait don't answer that. Oh, never mind. You can't." Edward laughed, amused with himself as he crouched down beside Harry.

"You look awful." Edward moved his hand to tug on one of the chains, checking its security. Harry looked to his well-groomed brother and tried to reach out for him. He was weak though and could barely move. His body was frozen. "Pathetic."

"Well, actually I just came here to let feed you. Also got you a bucket filled with water and soap. Even a towel and toilet paper, lucky you. I don't like the stench you are creating down here." He snapped his fingers and in walked Zayn with the items, setting them close to Harry. "No cutlery. Don't need you getting any ideas. Now do I?"

Edward pondered for a few moments as he stared into his brothers' eyes. They always had been lighter than his own but now they were losing their colour. The essence of Harry, it seemed. Edward was going to break Harry, he had decided. Not just Louis. His own twin. Until he had two mindless boys at his will. Having that control over his twin was something he had been dying for as long as he could remember.

"I'm going to remove the gag now. Don't bother to scream. I'm sure you are aware no one can hear you down here. Shame, ain't it? Also, I don't want to hear that sound from you. Not as sweet." He moved to take off the gag, shaking his head with a smirk as Harry spluttered up spit and some blood immediately. His breaths deepening and lips quivering.

"F-Fuck you." Harry managed to choke out, his body slightly rocking up and down as he gained more bearings. He had no strength right now, all he wanted to do was to get out. He missed his life and his love. It had been taken right from under him within moments.

"None of that now. Wouldn't want you to see what other games we can play down here." Edward was feeling generous, he would let his brothers words slip for now. He was in somewhat of a good mood. It did help he knew who he had waiting upstairs for him. Louis, of course. "Now, if you are good and eat your food and clean yourself. I may bring you some new clothes as well."

Harry felt tears pool in his eyes, he knew this meant he would be down here for longer. Trapped in his darkness and within his own mind. "Don't cry. I don't have time for it. Alright?" Edward moved his hand forward and harshly brushed away a couple of tears that had fallen.

"Besides... I think you'll want to see what I have waiting for me upstairs. Well more like who." Edward snapped his fingers and Zayn was handing him an iPad. He faced the screen towards Harry, face sinking, even more, when he saw what was on it. "Live footage you know. He's waiting so patiently. Such a good boy."

Louis was naked, chained up to Edward's bed, vibrator inside him on the lowest speed. His body slightly shaking from the pleasure and his cock standing tall and becoming an angry red. "You don't get to watch though. You have other things to do."

Edward handed the iPad back to Zayn and stood up, brushing his attire off. Harry cranked his head up to look at Edward, his eyes were pleading, silently begging to be let go and free. Except he saw no mercy in his brother's eyes. Edward seemed empty behind the dark green of his eyes. Like he had lost his soul. Harry only wished he had seen sooner.

"I'll see you soon dear brother."

"Pl-Please..." It was an act of desperation that no one was heard because as quick as the light came. It was taken away and he was back into the dimness of the room. He heard the click of the door and It made his body ache more.

Harry could only imagine what Edward has been doing in his absence.

Edward, well, he had continued to invest in more dirty dealings under Harry's name. The company was hitting a new high in revenue that no one had expected for them. It led to the twin's parents calling, which Edward made sure to decline. They would know he wasn't Harry. He could not have them interfering.

Edward's own empire, will it was expanding as well. With the man able to navigate the real world more so than before he could target places more easily and take more control. He had no limitations it seemed. He would only get more powerful in his eyes.

Now for Louis. The poor boy felt like he had been floating, really. He did try to question some of Edward's actions that he found odd. Like how he never answered any calls from their friends or how he wanted them to spend more time in the beach house, rather than the home they had discussed starting a family in. Louis also frowned at the fact some of the rings he had gotten Harry were no longer being worn, along with clothing articles. The scent of cinnamon and sandlewood, replaced with smoke and metal.

When Louis got too nosey, well, Edward began to slip pills into the boy's drinks and food. Halting the wheels turning in the boy's mind. His questioning became less and less as he became more pliant. He was submitting more and more, even without the intervening of pills. He just did it now. He had his own urge to please his partner.

Louis was falling into a headspace that Edward had put him in. Escaping it didn't seem possible at this rate.

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Awh no harry