I slowly start waking up and I pull myself up from the mattress. I look around wondering where Harry is at. I call for his name but he doesn't come down the stairs. I stand up to walk closer to the door so maybe he can hear me better. I take a few steps and then I step on what feels like... a person? I hear a grunt confirming that it is a person which makes me scream. Now I know exactly what happened. Damn it Harry.. he put me to sleep when he almost killed this guy.
"Ugh.." Niall turns on the floor and grunts in pain.
I walk over to the light switch and kneel by his side. He is starting to wake up after being brutally beaten for trying to protect Harry from his own insanity.
"Um hi." I whisper to the man on the floor.
"W-where am I?" He asks me.
"You are in Harry's basement."
"Oh my gosh I was hoping this was a dream. I can't believe this is happening."
"You and I both," I huff.
"We need a plan to get out of here," He suggests.
"Like I haven't planned or tried anything," I sarcastically remark.
"I got to get out of here before he kills me," Niall whispers and stands up following with a chain noise.
"What the hell.." He says and shakes his leg.
"Looks like we're twinning."
"Are you fucking serious? I am fucking tied!?"
"He's gonna hear you," I warn.
He doesn't even acknowledge what I say because he starts yelling Harry's name. I sit back down on my mattress trying to get away from all of this. I don't want Niall to get hurt. Again.
Harry slams the door open and I can tell he's angry and annoyed.
"Shut the fuck up will ya?"
"Harry you better fucking untie me!" Niall yells.
Harry looks at him and then at me. I look down scared to even say anything.
"You can't leave," Harry finally answers.
"And why the fuck not? This ain't a joke Harry."
"Do you see me fucking laughing mate?"
"Let. Me. Go."
Harry begins to smirk which honestly terrifies me. He looks my way and I look down.
"Marley do you think I should let him go?" He asks still smirking.
I don't look up because I'm terrified. Why is he asking me?
"This ain't a fucking game," Niall says through his teeth.
"Marley answer me."
I stay silent scared because Harry is making this into a game that I do not want to play.
"Marley look at me."
I do not obey and he starts to yell.
"Look at me!"
"Leave her alone!" Niall defends me.
Harry takes out something behind his back and I see it's a gun. He points it at Niall.
"Harry! What are you doing?!" I scream and cry.
"Oh now you're looking at me?" He asks and I stay silent.
"You get to pick for him. I let you go Marley and Niall dies or you stay and Niall goes free."
"Marley pick yourself," Niall says earning a hit from Harry.
"Don't fucking talk to her!"
"Harry. Please stop." I whimper.
"Sorry baby but you have to choose."
"I pick Niall. Let him go please Harry." I whine.
"Mar-" Niall starts to say but gets hit again and falls to the floor.
"Harry! Let him go and I will be with you please. Let him be free and you can have me."
Harry looks at me then at Niall. Then back at me.
"Okay," He whispers then walks over and kisses me.
"Okay," He repeats.
I let out a breath that I didn't even realize I was holding. Harry goes up to Niall and unchains him. I'm honestly surprised that he actually let me pick. Maybe I should have picked to go home but I would never forgive myself for being responsible for a death.
Harry makes Niall walk in front of him as they walk upstairs. Harry doesn't bother to lock the door since I'm still chained. I take another deep breath and feel more relaxed that Harry is letting the man go.
"AH!" I hear someone yell while gunshots go off.
I stand immediately alarmed of the loud shots that were just fired. What is going? What happened? I need to know! Did someone get hurt?
"Harry!" I call out crying.
I hear both of them struggling and the grunts that fall out of their mouths. The loud crashing sounds confirm that they are fighting. Another gun shot is heard and then there's silence.
"Harry!?" I call out again but no answer.
I start to panic and get frustrated because I am no help since I am tied up.
"Marley?" I hear a voice call and I look up seeing Niall full of blood rushing down the stairs.
"I am getting you out of here," He says with the keys in his hand.
Harry must've been the one who was shot. Niall gets closer and starts putting the keys in the lock. The jingling of the keys makes me anxious because I want to get far away from here as possible. I hear a click sound and immediately look up. There was Harry pointing the gun at Niall with his shoulder bleeding. He was shot. I am still shocked from everything but I try to make it better by talking.
"Harry-"
BOOM
Harry pulls the trigger and the bullet goes straight through Niall's head from behind to the front making Niall fall on me. My ears ring from the sound of the bullet that echoed throughout the basement. I look at Niall shocked then I start to scream.
"Why would you do that!?"
Harry stays silent just looking down at what he just did.
I grab Niall and turn him around so his face is facing me. I look for a pulse just in case but there's nothing. Niall's eyes are still open and I start bawling.
"I can't believe you!" I yell.
Harry takes a step toward me and I yell again.
"Don't you dare come near me! You are a murderer!"
Harry looks down at Niall again and makes his way upstairs locking the door. I put my fingers on Niall's eyelids and closed his eyes holding him in my arm.
Harry left me alone with Niall who is now only a corpse.
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Stockholm Syndrome
FanfictionStockholm Syndrome - feelings of trust or affection felt in certain cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor. Marley never would of thought that being kidnapped might be possibly a good thing...? She randomly was kidnapped...