Through The Dark

Chapter 3

TW⚠️: This chapter will include a lot of name calling, and abuse. You have been warned.

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Third Person's POV:

Harry groaned as he felt an intense pain in his head, like someone was hammering inside his head. He slowly opened his eyes and was confused when he realized that he wasn't in his small apartment.

He tried to get up, but was immediate pulled back down. That's when he realized that his hands were chained to metal rod. He started panicking, as horrible memories from his past began playing in his head.

"No no no...why is this happening? Where am I? I wanna go home." Harry  whispered to himself, tugging on the chains.

"Is somebody here? Please! Let me out! Please!" Harry yelled, on the verge of tears. He looked around the dark room, and there wasn't much in there. Just a chair and a window, which was too far away from him.

He whimpered and crouched back in fear as he heard heavy footsteps near the door. The door opened and a tall man walked in. "Oh, you are awake. How nice. Boss was waiting for you to wake up" The man said, smirking to himself.

"Wh-where am I? I-I wanna go home. Ple-please. I-" Harry was cut off when the man backhanded him roughly.

"Shut the fuck up. You are giving me a headache." The man said, glaring at the poor boy.

He unlocked Harry's chains and pulled him up by his hair. "Stay still." The man muttered as he tied Harry's hands behind his back.

Harry was silently crying. He was so scared. And somewhere deep inside his mind, he knew that he was back in his personal hell....and that terrified him to the core.

After the man was finished, he instructed Harry to follow him. Harry obediently started to follow him.

They walked through a dark hallway, and Harry looked around nervously. Honestly, he was more than terrified and he only hoped that nothing would happen to his little peanut.

The man abruptly stopped in front of a door and Harry almost bumped into him. He opened the door and pushed Harry inside, making him fall on his knees.

"Ahh, Harry, my baby boy. How good to see you again." A sinister voice spoke and goosebumps arose Harry's body.

No, no, no! Please no! Anyone but him... 

Harry knew the voice very well. It was the same voice who had stripped him out of his innocence. The same voice who made Harry feel worthless and disgusted with his own body. The same voice who was the reason to so many scars on his young body. The same voice who gave him nightmares for years. The same voice due to which Harry lived in fear.

That voice belonged to, Nathan...

Harry quickly went into his submissive position, with his hands behind his back and his head bowed down. He could hear footsteps nearing him, but he was too scared to look up.

Suddenly, rough hands were in his hair, yanking his head back. The same hand backhanded him so hard that he fell to the floor.

"Thought you could escape from us, didn't you, huh? You dirty little whore." And with that he swiftly kicked him in the face.

"Ple-please, I-I am so-sorry." Harry stuttered out.

Nathan kicked him again, before crouching down, and yanking his head back again. "Should have thought about that before you decided to run away. But guess what, I will always find you." Nathan said, glaring at the poor boy, who was desperately trying to keep his eyes open. 

"Take him to the room. Baby boy needs to be punished tonight." Nathan smirked, getting up.

Harry weakly tried to protest, but was shut down real quick with a punch to the jaw from the man who had brought him there. The man went to kick him in the stomach, but Harry was quick to crawl back.

"Please. You can punch and kick me all you want, but please don't hurt my stomach." Harry begged, his hand wrapped protectively around his stomach, tears streaming down his face.

Nathan laughed loudly. "So it is true. You are pregnant, with a worthless mistake." Harry's head snapped up when he heard what he called his baby.

"M-my baby is not a mis-mistake." He spoke bravely, even though his voice was shaky. Nathan glared at him before roughly slapping him again, his ring cutting Harry's lip.

"Don't talk back, if you want that worthless mistake to live." Nathan whispered, emphasizing on "worthless mistake". "The baby is going to be worthless, considering a worthless whore is carrying it." Nathan continued, laughing in Harry's face.

Harry fisted his hands against his stomach tightly, and bit his bleeding lip to stop himself from spitting into Nathan's ugly face. He just decided to glare at him, tears still streaming down his face.

"Take him away." And with that, Harry was dragged to the room. Another very familiar place, since he had spent most of his teenage years in that room. Harry hated that place. Harry hated everyone. Especially Nathan. But he knew he couldn't do anything about it. He would be lucky if he survived tonight...

He was once again thrown into the room. "Stay here like a good little bitch. Boss will be here in a few minutes, and after that, I can't wait to taste you." The man said with a sinister look on his face, making Harry whimper. He then turned around and left, locking the door from outside.

Harry whimpered and crawled towards a corner, bringing his knees to his chest. Hot tears started making their way down his face. He placed his hand on his still flat stomach and whispered, "Don't worry, peanut. Daddy won't let anything happen to you. I will get us out of here safely. I promise."

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After around 40 minutes, Harry heard footsteps coming towards the door. He flinched and tried to hide himself in the shadows, but he knew it was pointless.

The door opened to an angry looking Nathan, who immediately looked around for Harry. "Where are you, my little whore? Daddy wants to play." Nathan said in a dark voice. "Ah, there you are! I thought you ran away again. That would make daddy very sad." He continued, faking his sadness. "C'mon my little whore. Daddy's really pissed off right now. You don't wanna make me more angry, right?" He said, storming towards the shivering boy.

He grabbed his curls and dragged him to the bed, throwing him on it. Nathan unbuckled his jeans and pulled his belt out. "Oh, we are going to have so much fun." 

He tore Harry's clothes off of him, making him flinch. He manhandled Harry until he was on his hands and knees. He ignored Harry's pleas and tore his underwear from his body, making him completely naked.

"Move, and I will add 10 more." Nathan said.

Harry drew in a sharp breath, his face red due to embarrassment. He closed his eyes, waiting for the first strike. 

Nathan didn't do anything for a moment, before striking him suddenly, making Harry scream in pain. "WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT MOVING?!" Nathan yelled when Harry moved just an inch.

For the next 45 minutes, the room was filled with Harry's screams and loud slaps of the belt ruthlessly hitting Harry's skin. When Nathan finally stopped, Harry's back was covered in red, black and blue welts.

He flipped Harry again, so that he was on his back. Ignoring his hiss, he leaned closer to Harry's face. "Welcome home, baby boy."

And with that he left the room, leaving the broken boy on the bed, withering in pain.

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Poor Harry....

Let's pray that Zayn finds him soon..

And yes, I was cursing Nathan out while writing this chapter.

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