Sedate The Mental //Larry Stylinson//

Chapter 4

*Harry*

I stroke his cheek, the one I slapped. It's kind of swollen, and I can't help but feel glad. He deserves this. But I'm also guilty.

He turns slightly, groaning out loud because of his side. I frown. I slowly and gently lift his shirt up to see a large red mark where I kicked him. I can't help but cringe.

But why? I hate him! He's the reason I'm dead! I should have killed him already. Or at least send him nightmares while he sleeps.

But...I can't. I just can't bring myself to do it. Yet.

"Daddy?" He mumbles. Cute. Not. I shake him viciously.

"Wake up *******." I snap. He winces and slowly opens his eyes. He screams and tries to back away, but I grab him and pull him towards me.

"Relax." I say with a roll of my eyes. He starts trembling, and I can't help but rub his back lightly.

"Y-You hurt me!" He whimpers. I sigh.

"Yeah, that's kinda what I do." He sniffles, looking down sadly. I do feel a little bad for him...as much as I don't want to. He is messed up, and I remember being in his position.

"Will y-you please l-leave me alone?" He asks fearfully.

"Nope." I say, popping the "p". His shoulders slump. I roll my eyes again. "Stop acting like a baby you ********* whimp." I say bitterly. He again looks down sadly.

"Ok." He whispers quietly. He takes a deep, shakey breath. I scoop him up, causing him to gasp. "W-What are you d-doing?" He asks with wide eyes.

"I made you a more comfortable place to sleep." I say, the hint of a smile on my lips. His face lights up.

"Really? Um...thanks." He says, blushing slightly. I smirk as I carry him over.

"Goodnight sweetheart." I say smugly as I set him down on his "bed". He screams when he realizes what I did. I set him on a cot with cockroaches and blood. He screams as the cockroaches, crawl all over him, blood soaking his clothes.

"Make it stop! PLEASE!" He sobs. He whimpers trying to climb off. I shove him back down. He gasps as one tries to get in his mouth. Tears stream down his face. He shudders all over.

"Baby, are you scared?" I say mockingly. He nods his head trembling. I smirk. "Good." I say smugly.

"I thought you were nice." He whimpers. I laugh dryly.

"Love, don't even think of me as nice. I'm a demon. I don't play nice." I wink, and then disappear, leaving him to suffer.

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*Louis*

I can't breathe. I don't want too. If I do, one will get in my mouth. I don't want that to happen.

"Daddy." I whisper. "I know you're out there. And you can see me, can you? I'm here. In a mental asylum. I wish I could come out. Is that why you did what you did? To escape it all? And where are you? Please. Please help me." I choke up on the last part.

A few seconds later, Harry returns. I scream and tears stream down my face.

He rushes over and scoops me. He brings me over to the corner of the room, on the other side.

"Stay here." He says and he looks over at the cot. In seconds, it disappears. He walks over to me and sits down next to me. I scream and try to back away. He wraps his arms around me.

"Relax." He coos.

"That's what you said the last time and you scared me!" I wailed. He sighs.

"Never trust a demon." I sniffle and try to wipe my tears away. He holds me firmly and brushes my tears away with his cold thumbs. I shiver, getting goosebumps all over my skin.

He rubs my back lightly. I whimper and he hugs me to him. He was just being mean to me though! I don't understand!

But he did say he used to go here...that I replaced his spot. Maybe he's bipolar.

But did they really kill him? That's horrible. Or was it by accident? I'm too scared to ask, so I guess I'll never know.
"Love, are you ok?" He asks cautiously.

"Why would you care?" I mumble. He frowns.

"Are you giving me attitude?" I shrink down.

"No." I squeak.

"I thought so." He snaps. He takes my hand, causing me to flinch. He presses it to his and sighs.

"Why don't you rest again?" He suggests. I ignore him. Not the best choice. "I said, why don't you rest again?" He adds a little more firm. I cringe.

"I...I...um....I'm not tired." I stammer.

"Babe, you're really bad at lying." He says chuckling. I start to tremble. What is he gonna do to me?

"Oh." I whisper. He lightly rubs my back.

"Just take a nap, yeah?" I don't want to trust him, but I have no choice. So I lay down quickly.

He grabs my head and rests it on his lap. I wince, and he ruffles my hair slightly.

"Sleep." He says firmly. I quickly close my eyes, taking a deep breath. Then, sleep kind of just takes me away.

A.N. I killed him ;( LOL JK. ;D Please vote and comment! I hope you enjoyed and I will try to update soon! Byee! :) xx

~Nia~ :D