His Little Secret

Chapter 23

It's been a week without Harry. I'm doing well I'd say. I haven't cried in a few days and my eating is getting more regular. My heart still aches though.

I shouldn't have trusted that asshole but he acted so nice and it took me by surprise. Not to mention he was the first person to actually act like they cared.

Harry's calls have also gotten less frequent. He really didn't care at all I guess. He would've started to call even more or come home. He could of even sent a letter! But no. Nothing. Pretty soon I he won't even call at all. Ignorant asshole.

I miss Marcel. I know it was just Harry online but that character he played was sweet and kind. I haven't watched anime in months and really don't plan to ever again. Harry changed me too much. Marcel would frown at the person I've become and so would the online me.

I walk out of my room into the the empty kitchen. "Louis?"

No answer. There's a small paper on the table 'Gone out for groceries. Be back soon! Louis x'. So I guess I'm alone. I grab a butter knife, peanut butter, and a banana. I love peanut butter and bananas. I walk to the living room and turn on The Simpsons.

Just as I'm about bite into my snack there's a knock at the door. I figure it's just Louis because he's left his keys home, which has happened before, and I open the door. It's not Louis and I slam the door back in their face and lock it. The man that's outside the door is not someone I wanted to see.

Liam Payne is outside the door about to break it down. I had such a nice break for the week I forget about the gangs during my struggle to try and forget Harry. Just another reason to hate Harry, for the rest of my time here, my life is ruined.

I bolt for the kitchen and call Louis as quickly is possible. For the thirty seconds it takes for the phone to get to voicemail there's a gun shot and a door is slammed open. There's now pounding on the backdoor, obviously Liam wasn't dumb enough to come alone. Before I can leave a voice mail the phone is ripped from my hand. I manage to get a scream out before Liam ends the call and screams for the other people to go around through the front.

"Miss us darling?" Liam laughs and smirks.

Liam pulls out a twist tie and yanks my arms behind my back causing me to yelp in pain. I try to struggle free. It's no use. Liam's a lot stronger then me and now other people are in here.

"Niall do it!" Liam snaps and something is pressed to my mouth and nose. No not this!

I wake up my vision slightly blurred. There's a lot of movement but it doesn't sound like it's in the same room. I slowly sit up and look around. It's just a gray room. Concrete floor and gray brick wall to be exact. I'm in the farthest corner from the door. The door looks like something you'd find in a school but even better, heavy metal and a small window.

I look down at myself wondering if something other then just being kidnapped happened. I'm in a pair of light gray sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt so I suspect nothing else happened. I go to get up but something seems different. There are shackles around my wrists! The chain seems very long but probably not long enough so I can touch the door. Probably thought I would break the window and crawl through, like I would be small enough.

"Oh look you're awake" someone that must be new says while walking in because I don't recognize him.

"I hope you enjoy hell because that's what this will be" he smirks.

"Why?" I whisper my voice barely audible.

"You see princess" he smiles and pokes my nose "when you take something from us, we take something in return" the guy is now frowning, his voice getting deeper and eyes darkening. "And since the person who took Zayn from us left and cannot be found, you're the next best thing. Unless of course, you can tell us where he is."

I debate wether I tell him but the only thing I know is he ran off to America. So that's why. He killed Zayn, and left me to die. Bastard.

"He left for America" I say with my voice wavering. "I don't know what part. All I know is he left about a week ago without saying a word, not even leaving a note"

"That doesn't help" the man yells and slams his fist against the wall, which makes a surprisingly loud sound.

"I don't know what else to tell you!" I snap. Probably wasn't the best idea but my mum did say I was a hot-head.

"If we can't hurt Harry then you're the next best thing sweetie" he laughs and walks out.

I lean hack against the cold hard wall and cry. He literally ruined my life. I bet he planned it like this. Kill Zayn, leave, let the dumbass take his punishment.

I just want to sleep. I want to stop thinking and remembering and analyzing things. Actually I don't want to sleep. I want to wake up from this nightmare I'm living.

I close my eyes anyway in hopes that sleep will bring good dreams instead of nightmares imagining worse that could be happening or what's next to come. I shiver. It's very cold in here and probably going to make it nearly impossible to sleep.

I wake up to screaming outside this room. I think I also hear gunshots but from just being asleep I'm still a bit disoriented.

A short but strong man runs in the and I curl up covering my head.

"Lily!" A familiar voice whisper yells. "Let's go" the same man unlocks my shackles.

I look up but this time the man is taller and buffer. His hair is long and curly. I rub my eyes. I'm going crazy. I move my wrists and I'm actually free.

"Lily it's me. You're safe with me!" He says.

I rub my eyes again yet this time when I open them the man is tall and skinny. He has log curly hair and square shaped glasses.

I once again and hopefully for the last time try to see right. I rub my eyes and try to make sure there is no sleep in them. I look up and this time it's back to the first man, Louis.

"Lily what the hell we need to go!" He grabs my arm and pulls me up.

Louis drags me down the hallway until we reach two men, obviously not there to help us, blocking our path. They just laugh and smirk. The two 'guards' slowly move apart and a tall figure moves between them.

"You son if a bitch." The man says in a deep voice. "You deserve what's coming for you!" He points a gun at Louis. "Taking her from me!" He shoots Louis in the side. "I want this painful. Not answering or returning my calls." He shoots him again. "And all in all, keeping her from me!" He shoots him a last time and laughs.

Louis drops to the floor whimpering softly. I fall beside him and cry. I don't care if I haven't been that close to him for that long, he cared for me. I sob and hug him.

"I didn't ask for this" I scream. "I didn't ask to be dragged into this" I stand up, my sadness turning to anger.

I storm over to the man who shot the one person who cared for me. It's Harry. This just makes me more furious.

"How could you!" I scream and push on his chest, he drops the gun in surprise.

I pick the gun up and point it at him. "You left then you hurt the only person who cared!" I scream and cock the gun. "He didn't deserve that! You do!" I shoot him.

I jolt awake covered in sweat, sobbing, and breathing heavily. I look around and move my arms. A nightmare. That's all it was. I'm safe, well not shooting anyone.

I sigh in relief. Louis wasn't shot and I didn't shoot Harry. I'm all alone on my small depressing room and if I'm being honest, I prefer being here then knowing someone that actually cared for me died and that I had killed a man I once thought I loved.

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A/N: GUESS WHOS BACK!? Me. I actually really enjoyed writing this chapter. I like the suspense. Hopefully updates will become more frequent life is becoming less busy.