The Taste of Your Lipstick [ONE DIRECTION FAN-FICTION]

CHAPTER 6

[WARNING, RAPE, SELF HARM, AND DRUG USE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.]

LILY POV

                Louis shut the door behind him, leaving us in silence. I looked over at the new captive, a tall, pale, black haired and blue eyed boy. He reminded me of someone, I just couldn’t remember who. But he was extremely cute. I felt self-conscious for a minute, but then I remembered the situation we’re in. He looked like he was about to cry.

                “Hi, I’m Lily, what’s your name?” I asked him. He shuddered, and looked right at me. His eyes were a deep, vibrant blue.

                “I-I’m Brian.” He said, pulling his knees to his chest.

                “Welcome to hell.” Joella said, and she started to sob.

                “What is this?” he asked, looking lost.

                “The hostage trailer” Poppy said with a hysterical laugh. His eyes filled with tears.

                “W-what do you mean?” he looked terrified.

                “They beat us, rape us, torture us then kill us. I don’t know what they do with the bodies, but I think they eat us.” Poppy told him, laughing. I think she’s losing her mind. He bowed his head, and his body started to shake.

                “I-I don’t believe this. These boys aren’t like that.” He said, and shook his head furiously. He kept muttering the word ‘no’ over and over. Suddenly, the door burst open. Liam was standing there, a smirk spreading across his face. He stepped in, and looked over at Brian. His grin faded, and he turned and stuck his head out the door.

                “Louis what is this?” he said loudly.

                “What is what?” Louis said, and entered the trailer.

                “That” Liam cringed.

                “My new captive.” Louis said with a smile.

                “But, it’s a guy.” Liam looked like he was about to puke.

                “Sometimes I like guys, why do you even care he’s not your captive.” He balled his fists and stiffened his body.

                “I don’t want this thing watching me while I do my stuff.” His words stung me, I can’t even imagine how Brian must feel. He was shaking uncontrollably, and the boys looked like they were about to kill each other.

                “You do you’re shit, and I’ll block his eyes so he can’t see ok?” Louis sighed.

                “Fine. Block his hearing too, I don’t want this faggot to hear me.” Louis nodded, and walked out of the trailer. Liam slammed the door, and walked over to Kristal. Brian’s eyes glazed over, and his body fell limp. Liam smirked at Kristal, and she squirmed.

                “Up” Liam commanded our cuffs, we were pulled onto our feet. Liam’s finger nails grew, and he dug them into her chest, and scratched down her body. Her skin curled under his nails, leaving four bloody lines down her torso. He sucked the skin off his fingers, and chewed it. I felt vomit come again, but I swallowed it down in fear of being punished.

                He spun her around, and did the same to her back. He ate the skin, then started to remove his pants. Suddenly, my brain felt like someone was holding it. I turned my head, and I heard nothing.