life as it is ↬ l.h

Chapter 50

I was led back downstairs after an hour or so. I leaned against the bed. Louis had handcuffed my wrist to the bed so I wouldn't try to run. I heard him talking on the phone, to who I don't know.
"Well ya, the police are on to us, Ill probably just drug her food and take her to the NYC airport and then fly out to England. I could take her to Harveys, he owes me a favor."
I heard him say.

I gasped. No way was I going to leave America without a fight. I fell asleep while trying to plan my escape.

Knock. Bang.
Someone barged in. I bolted up, then fell back. Of course it wasn't help, it was Louis. He held a tray of food. He slowly made his way over to me. I scooted into the corner of the bed.

He gently sat down and sat the tray in front of me.
"Hey, you okay?" He asked.
I shook my head. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it. I gritted my teeth.
"I made you some breakfast, and look I'm sorry about last night, I was really drunk." Louis said. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

I pushed the tray back "no thanks, I know what you did to it" I spat out.
His eyes grew huge, "Trust me?" he begged.
I glared at him "then why don't you have some?" I said.
He paused then began cutting a piece of French toast. He looked nervously at it.

"Ok so maybe I did do something" he began. He threw the fork down.
"Dammit indie, please just go with me to England" he begged.
"No!" I screamed.
"Just let me go home!" I pleaded.
He stood up. I lunged at him. The handcuff held me back. I yelped in pain.
"Louis!" I screamed. "please!"

He began rampaging. From what I heard, things were being crushed, thrown, and knocked over. I pulled at the cuff.

"Owe owe owe" I mumbled. My hand was red and bleeding. "louis please" I begged.

I was left alone, cuffed to a bed for what seemed like hours, when I heard a promising sound.
"Lou! It's me Harry!" Someone screamed from upstairs. I opened my mouth to scream, when someone barged in my room. Louis ran over to me. "listen, don't make a sound got it!" He whispered, his eyes filled with anger.

I nodded. He snook a quick kiss that I quickly wiped away. He ran out of the room. "O hey Harry what's up?"
They had a conversation about sports and a bunch of boy-related stuff. I heard the door close after about an hour.

My door quietly clicked open and Louis walked in. He had a small basket.
"Hello" he said.
I scrunched into a ball.
"Hey it's okay. Here let me get that."
Louis spoke softly. He unloved the cuff. I quickly pulled my hand into my chest.

"Owe owe fuck" I mumbled.
"Uh I made you some food. I promise I didn't do anything! I was thinking we could take a walk?" He asked.
I pondered the thought. I have a 50/50 chance at escaping.
"Ok" I responded. He grabbed my hand and we walked outside.

The light blinded my face. Louis held my hand tight. He held my hand tight. We walked until we were lost in the trees. Louis patted the ground next to him. He reached into the basket and pulled out two sandwiches. He handed me one and pulled his out of the bag and began eating it.

I set it to the side. My stomach growled, but I was afraid it was drugged.
"Love, please eat. I promise nothing's in it!" Louis begged.
I shook my head "I can't trust you"
Louis looked hurt.
"With I let you call someone, will you trust me and eat?" Louis pleaded.

I quickly nodded. I shoved most of my sandwich in my mouth. Louis handed me the phone.
Ring. Ring. "INDIE" Luke screamed.
"LUCAS" I shouted back.
"Indie, I need you back! Please tell me where you are" he begged.
"Lucas" I began. I looked at Louis, who shot me a warning glare.
"LUCAS IM NEAR THE NYC AIRPORT PLEASE COME HE WANTS TO TAKE ME T--" Louis tackled to the ground.
He quickly hung up the phone.

He leaned over me.
"Fuck! Indie! Fuck!" He screamed.
I tried to squirm out of his grip, but I wasn't strong enough. In one swift motion he picked me up and began to carry me back.
"HELP!" I screamed, "someone help!"

I threw a punch, but he caught it in mid-air. Something rustled in the bushes behind us. Louis covered my mouth.
"Say anything and you'll regret it" he warned.

"Hello. I heard someone calling for help? Are you ok?" A feeble old woman asked.
Louis laughed "Ya were alright I'm just playing with my girlfriend." he smiled. He leaned in for a kiss. I pushed him away "no bad" I pouted.

The lady walked away, smiling. Louis began walking back to the house, a frightening grin on his face.

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Hello! It's Meghan and hope u like this chapter. Next chapter will be published with this gets 3 votes❤️
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