Chapter 26.

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Sams POV

im sitting agent the cold floor with my hands tied behind my back and my feet tied toghther. im not going to cry, u cant cry samm.... i hear the door creep open and its larry.

"Sam, i dont want to hurt you..." i want to say something but there duck tape on my mouth.

"I just want to know where u guys are staying, " i shake my head, we dont even have a place of our own. "i want to know where ur headed too" he starts to rub his finger up and down my arm. i start to quiver moving my face away from.

he rips the duct tape off my mouth. OUCH!!!!! but i try not to show him any remorse tho.
"oh so ur not going to talk???"
he gets up and calls a name.
"TATE!!!! GET IN HERE"

than walks the man with the skull painted on his face, but his face paint is gone.

I've known Larry my whole life how can he do this to me. Why does he even care. Maybe he thinks we know something we don't.

Tate walks in.

Larry says "I don't get my hands dirty. Tate can you handle this?" he grins. "I'm on it boss" and run towards me.

"So you going to tell us your plans or am I going to be a lucky guy tonight?" this scares the shit out of me.

"Why did you say Larry killed you earlier but your fine and alive?" Larry stands.

"I can answer that. We have been dabbing  with magic since I discovered we are on ancient Indian barial land. Once you die here your soul stays as well as your phycial being. Zombies cant hurt them. Then the thing is they cant leave my land. Which is okay with me. But know that you know this. Your going to have to die"

larry walks out of the room and this tate guy looks at me with hunger in his eyes. "you cannot believe all that do you??" i gulped super loud.

tate laughs at me and it literally scares the shit out of me. "im going to have fun with you before i have the pleasure of killing you"

he grabs me up by the shirt and throws me aginst the wall putting all his body weight on me.
i whimp out a cry as he takes the knife he has in his hand and cuts my shirt off. than he cuts my shorts off of me. as he does this he starts to whistle. its the creepiest whistle ever and i cant help but cry even more.

he slices me with his knife in my arm. i try not to scream out in pain.
he holds my hand above my head so i cant go and grab it.
he laughs in my face as he starts to kiss my neck. my tears are straaming down my face.

"i love a good fight baby girl" all my mind goes back to is louis, where are they??? do they even know im gone??? am i ever going to see them?????

LOUIS POV.

i start to run all over the place. i cant believe i havent found a single one of larrys minions around.

lucky i found a knife as i was rumming threw everything. i grip the knife hard in my hand. i ran into nial.

"i couldnt find her" he whispered to me. we are low to the ground, "theres only the basement left, lets go"

as we were walking down the stairs we find another knife on the table. i hand it to nial. we are crouched down until we here crying. "fuck that has to be her!!"

nial holds my shoulder back "we don't know whats going on, cant be running in there mate"

He's right.

we walk over to the door and we could see a little window in the door. looks like a fucking prison.

when i looked in there i see that blonde skull fucker kissing all on her and see sam crying and bleeding.

FUCK.

i look behind me to nial. I raise my hand and count 1...2...3 and i fling open the door.

nial comes running in when i open the door trying to stab the man. "what the fuck!" the blonde says and drops sam to the ground. she curls up in a ball. she is covored in blood and in nothing but her bra.

FUCK FUCK FUCK.

i turn around to the blonde who was on top of nial trying to stab him. oh hell no. i go behind the attacker and stab him in the neck, causing him to fall over.

I can't stop stabbing him but then her face comes to mind. I run up to her and give her the shirt off my back and attend to her wounds.

I kiss her on the fore head. "Are you okay love? I was worried sick I'm so sorry I'm so sorry."
My head hangs down in shame as I bring her to my chest.

She can't stop crying but who is to blame her. I hate this world. I hate this town.

"I need to see angie. I need to tell her what her brother has done. She has to kill him" She cries out.

Sams POV

I need to shower. I want that Tate kids sylvia off my body. I hate Larry. He is going to pay for this.

Louis carries me back to where we are staying. I slowly make my way into angies room. Angie is inbetween zayn and Harry and they are both holding her.

This love triangle just get weirder.

I scream "we have to kill Larry" everyone jumpes up.
Angie says "what the fuck happend?" she is running up to me and hugging me and I tell her.

"Oh my God,  I'm so sorry I hate him! But We can't just go gunhoe and kill him right now tho. He has a lot of people. But this would be a good place to take over. I think we need to leave right now and come up with a plan"  Angie tells us all.

Ma looks so disappointed in what she created.
I sit in angies room while everyone is gathering there stuff.

i cant stop crying.... louis went into our room to grab all our stuff along with Max. Nial sits next to me. he hesitant but is trying to confort me, I lay my head on his chest and cry into it. He puts his arm around my shoulder and rubs my arm up and down. "shhh its okay love, were here no body is going to hurt you anymore" he whispers in my ear.

angie hands me a pair of pants to put on. god what i would do for some sweats. I slowly put them on feel all the cuts on my legs as I pull them up. I cant help but cry more and more.

Angie comes to the other side of me and hugs me. "he will fuckin pay for this, i promise on my life he will fuckin die for this sam, hes not family anymore you guys are my family" she squeezes my hand and i give her a nod.

I'm so exhausted.

everyone gathers around us and louis is at my side with his arm around my waist.

"we have to get out cars and weapons back... and fast because larry is going to be looking for her, for us"  Harry pipes in for the first time.

he looks at me with sad eyes and i look down at my bare feet....

We all start to make a plan to get our weapons and to kill Larry.

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