Ransom: A One Direction and 5 Seconds of Summer Kidnapping Story

Louis

Louis

"You think I'm jealous? Of what? Your stupidity? 'Cause that's all I'm seeing from you lately."

"That's rich, because last time I checked, you agreed  to do this."

"So now you're making this about this entire thing? Yeah, what a great idea, kidnapping four kids and locking them in the basement. You know we'll be caught, quit denying it."

I didn't listen to the rest of the argument. After Harry's comment and learning that Liam had attempted to rape Luke, it felt like my heart had been ripped from my chest. Is that how Harry really felt about me? That I was pathetic? I wasn't pathetic, I was just the youngest of the group. The least experienced.

However, as much as I denied it, it was true. I pretended to be tough, but after being scolded once I was a coward. I couldn't fight my own battles, I could only start them.

And Liam was a user. He only cared about sexual release, and even though that somewhat turned me on, he didn't care about anyone's feelings. I guess that's just what serial killers did.

"Listen Harry, you have every right to walk out and never see us again, but you have started this with us and there is an equal amount of money in it for you, I guarantee it. What you choose to do with it is none of my business, but I suggest you stay. That doesn't mean you need to listen to me or be as much involved. You did your part and I am very grateful. I admit that I have been bossy and intimidating, and I apologize for that. It's just been a stressful week, what with Hemmings refusing and what not. But as soon as we get the money, boom, you can leave us."

I lifted my head to see Harry roll his eyes, but I hoped he would just agree, apologize, and move on.

"Whatever," he said before leaving the room to his bedroom.

A tear managed to escape my eye but I quickly caught it and pretended to fix my fringe. This was the worst possible moment for me to show my weakness, but Zayn caught it, but he gave me a small smile and patted my back silently.

My heart thumped in time to Liam's loud footsteps as he walked up the stairs behind Niall.

I couldn't sleep the night before at the house so Niall sent me home. My mind spun around the events of the previous day's events and I couldn't sleep at my house. It was my perfect alibi as I eavesdropped on Liam and Niall.

I was only resting at first but when I heard Niall tell Zayn he was going to get Liam at noon I pretended to fall asleep so they could talk freely in front of me and not somewhere more private.

Niall sighed as a chair scraped across the kitchen floor and a body slumped onto it. The same sounds repeated twice.

"Why, Liam? Why did you do it?"

Liam chuckled so deeply it made my blood curdle and my spine tingle.

"Why not?"

"Liam-"

"Listen Blondie, sometimes you have needs, and those needs are very complicated and difficult to explain. I had a need for a sexual release, and as it's been two weeks and I haven't been able to do anything about it, I was desperate."

My breath hitched, but I didn't move my body. What in the world did that mean? He got off on torturing others, I knew that, but he was seriously about the whole rape thing? I shuddered at that thought.

"That's not an excuse, Liam."

"Don't you tell me what is or what's not an excuse."

Niall ignored him. "We think it best if you and Harry switched bedrooms for a little while. I don't know if I or the boys trust you down there with the hostages."