(Play the song: Battle Scars by Lupe Fiasco & Guy Sebastian right now. It's on the sidebar) I shook my head. I couldn't do it. I was incapable of doing it, actually. "I can't," I mumbled, tears threatening to spill out every where. My hands began to shake as I watched him stand up. I squeezed my eyes so tight, a tear slipped out. "These battle scars, don’t look like they’re fading..." I sung. One day long ago, I heard someone sing it and I remembered it, still. He waited and listened. He knew I was singing, but it was so quiet. I was sure only me and Kennedy heard. She just looked at me with bravery in her eyes. "Don’t look like they’re ever going away, they ain't never gonna change." He came at me even though I was still singing and acting defiant.
Everything happened in slow motion. He brought his hand up and I felt the bruise push its way to the surface that fast. It hurt. I gasped and grabbed my cheek. It was warm. He grabbed a handful of my hair again. He pushed my dpwn onto the dirty matress. He yelled at Kennedy to get the duct tape and I watched him tape my hands and feet together. He began tugged my pants down and lifted the shirt over my head. I was left in my underwear and bra, unaware of my loud screaming. I was repeatedly hit because of that. I kept screaming louder.
I woke up to sun shining right in my eyes. I quickly pulled the duct tape off and got dressed. He must've woken up since he was standing. Kennedy stood up along with me. He dragged us both back to the basement. I thanked God for not letting me know what happened last night. Perhaps I didn't want to remember.
I tripped down the stairs and fell into a waiting Niall's arms. We just stood there in each others arms for what seemed like hours. I didn't want to leave. I cried to him. I sobbed into his dirty shoulder blade. He helped me sit down even though my legs hurt. God forbid me from knowing why.
He murmured when everyone was quiet, "What happened? I heard you screaming, and I tried harder than anything to get to you." I found it strange. Me and this famous superstar just met but he really seemed to care.
Adrianna. Was she looking for me? Did she care I was gone? Did she even tell police? Was there a search party going around for me? Was anyone looking for me? I was sure hundreds of thousands of teenage girls were searching for these boys, but if I was found along with them, would Adrianna even be care? Would she be angry at the girls? I'm sure some teenage girls would. I was with the 5 men they were obsessed with. Why wouldn't they be jealous. I even get jealous seeing pictures of Niall with a girl, and I don't even favor them that much.
"Did he ... hurt you? Did he touch you?" he said, his voice quieter than before. I just blinked my eyes and took deep breathes. What do I say? I blinked tears away, and starred at the cement floor.
"I want to leave." I looked at everyone. They all nodded along with me, except Kennedy.
"Are you stupid? Us, against them? There's more than 2 of them too. Think about it. The guy that was in the restaurant, the guy that drove, the guy that comes in the rooms. The men we seen in the rooms."
She was right. At a total, I knew at least 5 guys were here. I nodded. "We should at least try." Everyone nodded, even Kennedy.
"Well, what should we do?" Louis asked, with a sad smile.
"How about two boys stand by the door and attack them, and if that doesn't work all of us can pounce on them."
"That's a horrible plan..." Liam mumbled.
"Well can you think of anything better?" Everyone got quiet, and things started running through my mind. I kept having flashbacks of everything in that room. My eyes started tearing up, but I kept thinking of ways to get out.
The door opened and the man took Kennedy upstairs, while the other man kept calling me. Everything was soundless. Just ringing. I heard absolutley nothing. Eventually he took his belt off and whipped me. Niall tried punching him, multiple time, but I blacked out.
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