I got home and tried from walking. Twenty miles of wondering why Taylor ran off. I guess he's got to go home. Anyway, I'm exhausted and I need to go to bed. When I got into my room, I saw someone standing by the window. It was dark, so I couldn't see the person.
"Hello, pretty thing," the voice said.
I almost screamed, but he came up behind me and cover my mouth.
"Did you miss me?" He asked seductively.
I tried to burn him off me, but it was almost like he's immune to it because he wouldn't get off.
"You're mine now," he said putting his free hand down my pants.
I whimper and tried to break free from his grasp.
"Like I said before no matter how much you scrum or resist the pleasure there is nothing you can do to stop it," he said grasping my crotch.
I gasp and tried to shake him.
"You seem tired, we'll finish this tomorrow," he said kissing my neck.
He threw in this human size cage. He walks up to the cage, hands on the bars, looking at me, with his yellow eyes.
"Goodnight, Shawn," he said maniacally laughing,"Rest in peace."
"Taylor!" I yelled banging against the walls.
"No one can hear you scream, kitten," he said turning around,"So don't even try."
I sank down to the floor and begin to cry.
"Shut up, you slut!" He yelled banging on the cage.
I gasp, curl up into a little ball, and laid down on the cold, hard, floor.
"Please help, Taylor," I thought.
My eyes fluttered and I finally fell asleep, crying silently. The next morning, The guy woke me up at five in the morning to give me breakfast, a small blow of rice. While I was eating, I can feel him staring at me. I hear him moaning and groaning about something. I have no idea what he's doing and I don't intend to find out.
I put the bowl down and stood up. He stood up as well, and walked towards me. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me towards him. I hit my head on the bars, and he laughing at me, suffering.
"Aww, pretty thing is hurting, well you won't be able to walk after I'm done with you," he said kissing my cheek.
I spit in his face and escaped from his grasp. He wiped his face and opened the cage. He threw me out and stripped me down to nothing. He told me to lean on the desk. My back starts to sting in a matter of seconds. I scream in pain, feeling the blood trickling down my back.
"You will obey my every command or you will be punished," he said putting a finger down my back.
He walk in front of me, a hand with my blood on it. I can hear him licking the blood of his fingers. He then laughs manically in my ear.
"You taste so good," he whispered,"Now get back in your cage, you pig!"
I fell to the ground, weak from being whipped.
"Get up!" He yelled.
He grabbed me by the hair and I moaned in pain. He chuckled, pulled my hair more, and I moaned louder. He yanked my hair and I yelped. He threw me back into my cage.
"Don't you have school today?" He said laughing.
He walked out of my room and turned around.
"If you tell anyone about this, I will do the same thing that Taylor boy, maybe even worse," he said walking out,"Same time tomorrow."
The cage opened and I crawled out of there. I laid there naked, in a pool of my own blood.
Taylor's P.O.V.
It's almost lunch and Shawn isn't in school. He's always comes to school even when he's sick. I don't like this one bit. What if he's kidnapped? If Nash hurt him? Or what if---
"Nah, he wouldn't," I thought to myself.
"T-Taylor help!" I heard a voice said.
It sounded like Shawn. I looked around for him, but he is not where to be found.
"T-Taylor come h-home!" I hear him say.
I dropped my books and ran out of school. I got into my car and started to speed to his house. I literally ran through seven red lights, but it's for a good reason. In the mirror, my necklace started to glow again.
"Oh fuck!" I yelled,"Not again!"
I don't care anymore, I need to see him. I get to his house and kicked down the door.
"Shawn!" I yelled,"Where are you?"
Suddenly I hear a door slam, it was coming from upstairs. So I sprinted up and kicked down the door. There was a cage, a whip lying around, and a suitcase. I opened the suitcase and saw all possible instruments to torture someone. I back away from it because it brought back terrible memories.
I looked around to see if there was a trap door or something that's hiding Shawn. I can hear him crying and it breaks my heart. My necklace glowed brighter, but I covered it up. The necklace come out of my shirt it's like it had a mind of its own. I put it back in my shirt again, but the necklace went crazy and started dragging me. It dragged me all the way to the closet.
"Why did it lead me here?" I thought to myself.
Just then I heard faint crying, coming from behind the closet wall. I used my ice blast to break the wall down. Then I see Shawn chained up against a brick wall, his face was bruised and he was bleeding through his clothes. It brought tears in my eyes.
"Shawn," I said choked up.
He looked up and faintly smiled.
"Taylor," he said coughing up blood.
"Shawn, let me get you out of here," I said trying to break the chains.
I tightly gripped the chain, letting the ice form around them. The chains broke and Shawn fell into me.
"Don't worry," I said putting him on my back,"We're going to get you help."
"Going so soon," a voice said.
I turned around and it was him.
"Fuck," I said nervously.
_________________________A/N: I gave you what you people wanted because I love you all ❤️
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Demons (Shaylor Fanfiction Book I)
FanfictionShawn Mendes, a sixteen year old boy, who plays guitar perfectly and sing like an angel... The thing that make Shawn different is that he has a power that can end everything..... Will he turn or will someone bring him back to his angelic ways