You and Me

Chapter 10- Confessing love... maybe.

I awoke on the floor? That asshole couldn't even find me a bed? Uggh. I groaned, and sat up. Where the hell am i? "Nice to see your finally awake." I heard the irratating voice of Connor. 

"You ASS HOLE!" I screamed, and ran to the door. Locked. Shit. Shit. Shit. "tsk tsk tsk. Leila. Don't you speak to me like that." He slapped me, and i fell to the ground. "I-I-" I stuttered. Truth is, however hard i try to not be scared, i am. This guy, is capable of a lot more than you can imagine. 

He pulled me up of the ground by my hair, and i screamed out in pain. "Fuck. you." I mangaged, before i was pushed to the ground. Very strongly may i add. 

He did this 3 times, before pulling me up, and saying "Anything to say?" 

"Please..." I choked out. He dragged me to the door, unlocked it, then dragged me up some stairs, to what i pressumed was his bedroom. Oh god no. 

I shoved me onto his bed, and went to lock his door. I scrambled to the bed head, and pressed my back as far into it as i could, my eyes not leaving him. He revmoved his shirt, and walked towards me. "You will be sleeping her tonight my dear." He stated, sitting next to me. I shuffled away from him when he sat down, and ended up falling off the bed. 

I got up, and ran to the corner of the room, and curled up on the floor there. "Leilaaa..." He sang. "How are we gonna have any fun while you're over there?" He smiled evily, as he walked over to me. "Connor... please no!" I squeaked as he grabbed my wrist, and pulled me over to his bed again. 

He ignored me, and walked to his draws. He pulled out two pairs of handcuffs, and looked at me, with a smug smile playing on his lips. "God, please let the boys save me from here." I muttered to myself. Connor approched me, and reached for my wrist. Just before he grabbed me, i pulled myself off the bed, and ran for the door. 

"SOMEONE HELP!! PLEASE!!!!!!!" I screamed, banging on the door. Connor laughed. "Noone cares, love." He said as he wrapped his arms round me, and covered my mouth with his hand. He pulled me to his bed once again, and handcuffed both my wrists to each side of the bed head.

 What happened next was again, the unimaginable. The fear and nightmares of this happening again, had haunted me everywhere i went. And now they were real. Despite my screams for help, nobody came. They left me here, with him, letting him do what he wants to me. 

"Leila my love, i'm going to have to leave you now... but don't worry, i'll be back for you later..." He smiled evily. He undid the handcuffs, and i pulled my hands away, rubbing them, as i realised they were burning, as the handcuffs had rubbed the skin off them.

I just laid there on that bed, crying to myself. This was it for me. I'll never get over it. Never.

Louis' POV. 

I watched them take her. They gave me enough time to get the van, and follow them to where ever they were taking her. It seemed like hours of driving until they finally turned into the driveway of a little cottage. I carried on driving, and pulled into the next driveway. I checked the adress of where I was, on my phone, and save it into it. 

I rang Jack on the way home, to tell him what happened. Yes. I left her there. I couldn't just go in and try to save her myself, could i? We'd be better off all of us, making a plan, and going to get her back together.

I pulled into our driveway, and was greeted by everyone pulling me out of the car, fireing questions at me...

"Lou, where is she?" "Is she alright?" "Who took her?" 

"I have the address, i don't know, and the people who took her last time. Now come on, we need to make a plan to get her back..." I said walking into the house calmly. Calm on the outside... Panicing on the inside...