(Niall's POV)
I woke up and immediately felt the sting left by poker and whip on my back. I honestly don't think I can handle another one of Mac's 'games'. But I'll hold out as long as I can if it means I'm keeping the boys safe.
I look at Liam who currently has his arms wrapped around me, and I see the effects of all of this starting to get to him. He's looks thinner and has bags under his eyes, but the again we all do. I try and get out of Liam's grasp because he's pressing up against my wound, but fail. I feel tears stream down my face as his arms tighten around my back, and I try to move again, but I only wake him up in the process.
He looks at me with those deep, brown eyes, eyebrows furrowed.
"What's wrong?" He asked me.
"Your arms. My back." He looks confused for a second but then realization hits him and he let's go of me.
"Sorry Ni, I didn't know I was touching your wound." I could tell he felt guilty.
"Li, it's fine, I'm all good now." I reply hoping to make him feel better.
"Okay. So how long have you been awake?"
"Not long."
"Guys." I look over to see Harry sit up.
"Hey Haz."
"Hey, anything happen?"
"Nope."
"Good."
It wasn't long until Louis woke up, followed by Zayn. We all sat there just making small talk, when Mac and his guys came barging in the room. The boys get up and stand in front of me as I stand cowardly behind them.
"Game time." Mac says and sets off gas.
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(Liam's POV)
I wake up and I'm tied to a chair. I look over to see the other three boys tried the same. I instantly go into panic when I don't see Niall, but then light begins to illuminate the room and he's revealed. He's tied up with his hands above his head, and he's almost dangling from the bar he's cuffed to.
"Okay boys I don't have the patience to explain everything today, so I'm just gonna hurt Niall and you're gonna watch, as simple as that. Got it? Good. Let's begin." Mac says as he walked over to Niall.
"Let's get rid of this." He says as he removes Niall's shirt. I look at Niall and see tears running down his face. I would give anything if I could get untied from this chair but there's just no way.
"Okay let's start out with the knife." Mac grabs the knife and twirls it in his hand. Then he begins to slide it down Niall's torso and blood begins to pour down his stomach.
