Caged Bird (Niam AU)

Chapter Two: Mine

A/N: So last chapter I didn't realise it was that short. I had typed it on my IPod and it looked longer than it really was. If I dedicate this chapter to you it's cause your an awesome writer or because you commmented (Which hasn't happened so I feel like crying.) I'm not even kidding i feel sad I don't think anyone is reading my story and I feel so empty. Anyway over my desperate cry for comments and shares enjoy chapter 2.

Niall's POV

I had run out of tears and as I lay limp against this man all I could think was I had nothing to live for anymore and that it would be a relief if they killed me now.

But suddenly I saw my mother twitch just a bit, but it was a signal she was still alive

I flailed as hard as possible and tore myself from this man's tightening grip. I ran towards my mother, completely ignoring the shouting and order to not shoot. When I reached her I crouched down to be at eye level with her.

"N...iall.."

"Ye..es" I stuttered trying to hide the pain I was feeling seeing her like this.

"Don't ...cry. Be strong... for the... both of us. Don't... let them see... you weak. Fight back... as much as... you can. Don't.. give in. Promise." She tried to smile between her deperate gasps for air.

"I... Promise."

"Good."

"I love you mom." I whispered to her. Never in my life did I say those words to anyone other than my mom. And today I don't plan on saying them ever again.

"I Love... You too honey."

I didn't hear anything else and I knew those were her last words. I knew someday I would have to lose my mom, but never the inhumane and morbid way I did.

Her words flew around my mind even as I heard the hated sounds of the twigs and leaves crunching under combat boots.

I flew to my feet and ran towards the man who had man-handled me before. I didn't care if he shot me I would have kept my promise to my mother and fought even in the face of evil. He didn't seem suprised and deflected all my punches, kicks, scratches, and bites. He held up a hand and smacked me across the face.

His hand was so heavy and hard that I felt the burning sting almost immediatley. The impact to my face was so strong that I was knocked to the ground.

He looked almost entertained as he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He took me back to his own vehicle and tossed me to the passenger's seat like if I were trash.

"Why haven't you killed me?" I asked as calmly as possible, trying not to anger him.

"You might have helped a Jew escape, but a body and face like yours isn't something you get to see everyday." He replied with an expressionless face. I decided to keep quite since he obviously seemed to not want to talk.

It seemed like we drove for hours until we reached what seemed like a base camp. We just sat there motionless until he turned to me and bombarded me with questions.

"What's your name?"

"Niall Horan."

"How old are you?"

"Thirteen."

"Jewish?"

"No."

"Virgin?"

"What?!"

"Virgin?!"

"There is no need for yelling I'm right here! And I think I should get to know my kidnapper before I reveal information like that. Don't you think?" I stated with enough amount of sass to look defiant.

He scoffed.

"I don't think you should be demanding to know anything, because you are in my power. But I'll humour you. Ask whatever you like." He replied with a small, airy chuckle.

"Name?"

"Liam Payne"

"Age?"

"Twenty"

"Virgin?" I asked with a smirk on my face becuase I was playing his game and trying to freak him out. But the smirk on his face made me realize that I he knew what I was playing at.

"No" He replied bluntly.

"Uhh..." I forgot all my questions because he was practically eye raping me.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"To take you back with me to Germany."

"WHAT?! WHY?!"

"Because you will be mine, nobody elses, and I live over there with my Uncle.... Hitler."

My whole world came crashing down. I would be held against my will to live with Hitler and his kidnapper of a nephew, Liam Payne.

"Jesus" I muttered.

"No Liam, L-I-A-M." He joked.

I turned away to stop from laughing, but then it clicked.

"What do you mean yours?"

"Mine. You will be my lover, partner, and you will care for me." He replied nonchalantly. Like it was no big deal.

"So like a sex slave, but with cleaning duties." I replied sassily.

"Yes... well, not exactly. Like a wife, who come to think of it, I will probably have to force to have intamicy with me because you seem to hate me. But no matter, you don't get an opinion."

"OF COURSE I HATE YOU. YOU LET THEM KILL MY MOTHER AND ARE RELATED TO MOST HATED PERSON IN THE WORLD." I yelled with all I had.

"Well guess what?" He asked while getting out of the automobile and running to my side.

"Tough luck." He whispered in my ear as he threw me over his shoulder in the direction of a plane. Which I'm guessing, will take me to the awful life ready for me.

I finally let all the retained tears flow out of my eyes and land on the tracks of combat boots Liam was leaving behind.

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