Bully to Boyfriend(Zarry)

Chapter Twelve

"HELP! PLEASE! SOMEBODY GET ME OUT OF HERE!" Zayn continued to scream. He tried to rip the chains out of the wall but it was impossible.

The door finally opened, letting some light into the room. Then someone entered the room with their hands behind their back.He couldn't see who it was. "Hey there pretty boy. Did you miss me?" The low voice spoke. Zayn backed up into the wall. "Surely you remember me, it's your pal, Spot." Zayn gasped. Then Spot turned the light on.

"How did you get out of jail?" He trembled.

"I escaped obviously," Spot snarled.

"Let me go!" Zayn demanded.

"Now why would I do a think like that, Zayn? You're mine now," spot laughed.

"What do you want from me? Money? I can give you money!" Zayn cried.

"If it was money I wanted I would have held you at gun point at an ATM."

"Please, just let me go."

"Shut up."

"LET ME GO!"

"I said shut up!!!"

"Since when do you get to tell me what to do?"

"Since I own you!"

"You do not own me!"

"Tell that to your new tattoo," Spot smirked.

"Tattoo? What?" Zayn mumbled to himself checking his arms. Spot lifted up Zayns hospital gown he was still wearing and pointed to his left hip. "THAT'S NOT A TATTOO YOU ASSHOLE! YOU FUCKING BRANDED ME!" Zayn yelled in Spots face. He ran his fingers over the mark and whinced as it was still sore. Tears formed in Zayn's eyes once again.

"Get on your knees," Spot demanded.

"No!" Zayn spit in the other lads face.

"I said get on your fucking knees, cunt!"

"I'm not your little bitch!" Zayn snapped. Spot didn't say anything further. Instead he strolled to the other side of the room. He opened up a cabnnet and pulled a whip out. Zayn struggled to see what was happening. Spot stood in front of Zayn. "What are you doing? Don't hit me. Please. Please. I'll get down on my knees." Zayn surrendered and got on his knees and cried.

"A little too late for that babe," Spot smirked. He riped of the hospital gown then raised the whip and slammed it down across Zayn's torso. Zayn screamed and tears kept flowing  from his brown eyes.

"I'M SORRY! PLEASE. JUST STOP. I'M SORRY." The taller lad ignored his pleas and hit him 4 more times. Zayn was bleeding and a few of his stitches from his stab wound tore open. He curled himself up in a ball and cried. He was in so much pain. He just wanted to go home. The other lad exited the room, slamming the door behind him. Zayn lied on the cold floor helpless. He had nothing to do but cry himself to sleep.

------The Next Day------

"Wake up! We have guests coming in an hour!" Spot yelled. Zayn sat up and noticed he wasn't chained. He stood up and stretched. Spot grabbed Zayn's arm and dragged him into the bathroom. "Sit." He instructed to the tub filled with hot water. "I'll be back in 10 minutes. Hurry up." Spot said. Zayn looked around for an escape. But there wasn't any windows and the door was locked.

-At Schools

"Harry! Have you talked to Zayn?" Louis asked. Normally he wouldn't talk to Harry, especially after what he did to his best friend, but he's worried.

"No, he hates me. As he should. I tried to call him but he sent me to voicemail. He even skipped English to avoid me," Harry sighed.

"Zayn would never skip a class."

"Liam..." Harry whispered.

"What about him?" Louis asked

"He stabbed Zayn the other day. I drove him to the hospital. And I haven't seen him since."

"Liam what????"

"I'll go to Zayn's house after school and see if he's there," Harry said and walked away.

-End of the Day-

Harry drove right to Zayn's house his car was in the driveway, so that was a good sign. He knocked on the door and Zayn's mom opened the door. Her eyes were red indicating she has been crying. "Harry! Have you seen Zayn? He hasn't been home in two days!" She cried.

"Mrs. Malik, I'm sorry I haven't seen  Zayn, I was actually coming to see if he was home. Have you called the police?"

"Yes, I have, but they haven't found anything yet. Do you know where he could be?"

"I don't, but I can ask around. Have a good day Mrs. Malik," Harry said and ran to his car.

"Louis! He isn't home. His mom is worried about him. Says he hasn't been home for a couple of days. Louis I'm worried about him to. Do you know where he could have gone?"

"First of all, how could the guy who has repeatedly beat up my best friend be worried about him? But how would I know where he has gone?"

"I don't know. I don't know what to do. Or where to go." Harry sighed hopeless.

"Call that Liam guy. Maybe he knows where he is,"

"Yeah, okay. Bye." He hung up the phone and dialed Liam's number but it went to voicemail. He called a few more times but no answer.

-Zayn's Captivity Home-

"Our guest has arrive, Zayn. You better make him happy."

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End of the chapter. And yes another cliff hanger but I will probably post and update tomorrow. Please vote and follow me. I love you guys!