(Niall's POV)
I woke back up to see that the lads were out cold. I feel Liam's soft, warm chest move beneath me in calm, suttle patterns. As odd as it is considering the situation, I feel so relaxed and calm. These past few days..........wait has it only been a few days, has it been weeks? I've lost count at this point. Thinking back to everything that's happened, I don't know what to think. I've been beaten, raped, and it's not over. For the little time I've known Mac, I know that he isn't done, not yet.
I pretend that I'm back at our house and I'm laying in my big, comfortable bed, with Liam. I find myself forgetting the current situation, I slowly began to calm, and my breathing become heavy, I let my eyelids droop shut, welcoming the darkness.
(Liam's POV)
I feel a light weight on my chest, I open my eyes to see that Niall is still laying on top of me with his arms laced around my torso. I see that he's sleeping, not shaking like he normally is, but just sleeping. He looks relaxed, which is something that I haven't seen since we were forced into this hell hole. I would give anything to be laying back at the flat with the boys, watching Toy Story, or Finding Nemo. But I'm stuck in a cell, with the guys, who at this point look pitiful. They all look so tired, when I look into their eyes, all I see is darkness. Niall is the worst, I look at him and see that his once hopeful glow, as faded to grey. I feel like all hope is almost gone. But I'm not giving up, I'll get us out of here if it's the last thing I'll do.
I'm surprised when the dingy room is lit up, exposing Mac and his guys. They guys have woken up and are now standing next to the cot currently occupied by Niall and myself. I feel Niall shift awake and I sit him down and stand in front of him, the guys following.
"Hello boys, I thinks it's about time we played another game, don't cha think?" Mac spoke as he walked over to a single wooden chair that was opposite to four others. I could hear Niall whimpering from behind me. I felt him latch onto my arm and bury his head into my back. I felt so bad for him, but I couldn't do anything, Mac would just knock us all out with gas, and we'd all wake up in one of his sick games.
"Now boys I'm going to give you the option to do this the easy way, which is for Tyler to open the door and you four boys come and sit down in these chairs and let Jaxon here tie you up, then Niall will come and sit down in this chair and let me strap him in." Mac explained. I looked at the other boys and we all walked out and complied as Jaxon tied us up.
"Okay now Niall, come sit down on this seat right next to me." Mac spoke, but Niall just sat there as if he was frozen.
"Niall you have 10 seconds to get over here or I might just happen to show Zayn here a little lesson. Now would you want to be the reason for Zayn getting hurt?" Mac explained. Niall looked over to Zayn and stood up, unsteadily walking over to the seat, looking more and more terrified as he got closer to Mac.
