The Enemy

Six

(Side note- the ICIA is the International Criminal Investigation Association. The ACI is the Association of Criminal Interactions)  

"So with that we just need to figure out a way to introduce this to Harper" Luke said walking over to his desk. He came up behind it. "And it looks like we already have..."

He looked under the desk to find little me, curled up in a ball, trying to to breathe loudly. My heart immediately started to race. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out from under the desk. 

"Luke!" I screamed, not knowing what on earth to do. Did I run or did I just stay put?  He yanked me away from him covered my mouth with his hand so the sound of me screaming was muffled. 

"Well, well, well look what we've got here" Calum said with an evil sneer. Michael grabbed me and tied my hands behind my back.

 "LUKE YOU LIED TO ME! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND AND YOU LIED TO ME!" I shouted. Calum approached me and slapped me across my face, making me go silent after falling to the floor. 

I laid there in shock. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY OFFICE!" Luke hollered at me.

 "I.. I was just l-l-ooking for my p-p-hone.." I stuttered. 

"Oh this?" Michael said, pulling the blue iPhone out of his pocket. "Oh sweetie, did you really think you were gonna keep this? We wouldn't want you to I don't know... maybe call the police for help...now would we?"

Ashton didn't say a word. His expression was an emotionless face and it didn't change. 

"Get up!" Calum spat. 

I did as he said and stood up against the wall. I was right by the door. Now was my chance to escape.

 As I stood up, I slowly inched for the doorway before attempting to run off as fast as I could. 

However, I only got about a foot away before I was yanked by the hair. I fell back on the cold, wooden floor on my bum. Luke knelt down on the ground next to me. 

"Oh Harper. Harper, Harper, Harper. You are never, ever leaving my sight. Ever." He said, pinching my cheek as if I were some kind of child. 

"You made me leave Louis!" I cried, covering my face. My heart shattered, knowing that I would never have a shoulder to cry on ever again. Just my luck, I would end up in prison with all of these jerks. 

"He still loved me! Why would you do this to me?" I sobbed through my hands.

"Oh just shut. up. Why do you cry so much?" Michael snapped. 

"Why me?" I whispered. "Because, dear, you were the perfect target." Luke explained. 

Normally when a person calls you love, dear, or sweetie, it makes your heart flutter and gives you a happy feeling. Not in this case. 

This made me want to curl up and cry harder than I already was. I couldn't bear to imagine how badly my makeup was running. 

"You see, we were already after Tomlinson long before you came into the picture. Once we received our mission from headquarters, we knew we needed a female. Using what we had, we came across you. You were the perfect little guinea pig. Captain of the cross country team, participant in the drama club, and graduating high school with perfect grades, we knew you were the complete package! So then, it was all just a matter into tricking you into coming here, so we could make you the fifth member of our gang."

I sat there in silence for a moment, just staring at my feet. "You can either do this peacefully and keep you stupid little mouth shut or we can do this forcefully. It's in your hands, my darling" Luke said. 

I opened my mouth, then shut it. There were so many words I could have said, but I couldn't get myself to spit them out.

"Dude she's not responding to anything." Michael said, waving a hand in front of my face. "I'm not dealing with this anymore. Ashton, you take care of her, use whatever kind of things you need to use. You know where they are." Luke said to Ashton. Luke, Calum, and Michael left the room and shut the door, leaving me and Ashton in there alone.

I rushed into the corner of the room before shouting "Please don't hurt me!" 

Ashton frowned and came over to where I was. Unlike the other guys, he didn't stop and look like he wanted to kill me right on the spot. "Harper, listen." Ashton whispered. I looked up at him. He was the only one that hadn't abused me in some way. So far. 

"Please don't hurt me" I repeated. Ashton gave me a comforting smile. "I am sorry about all this." He said, putting is finger under my chin and lifting it so he could see my face. "But I have to do what my boss tells me to." I nodded and looked back down. "Your makeup is running dreadfully. Let me clean you up." He said. 

"Wait here. Please." He said, getting up. I didn't dare budge. He came back in and shut the door quietly.

 I noticed he grabbed makeup removal wipes from my boxes. "Oh you actaully stayed! I thought you would try to jump out a window or something." He said trying to stay serious, but you could tell he wanted to smile or something. 

He sat down across from me and took a wipe out of the package. "Here we go" he said. 

He gently wiped my eyes off and then my cheeks. "All done" He said, throwing the wipe in the wastebasket. "You are very pretty don't let anyone tell you otherwise." He said. 

I began to cry again. "Oh no no no please don't cry again." He begged. "I can't just not cry!" I said, sobbing. 

"I've been ripped away from the love of my life to be here with you evil people!" I cried. 

"Please Harper, I would never hurt you. I care for you, unlike those guys." He said. 

"If you cared, then how come you don't do anything?"