Save Your Soul. (A One Direction fan fiction)

Chapter 9

I had to control my breathing, as I listened to the last of the footsteps walking away. I sighed in relief as I heard the engine to a car roar.
Louis sighed too.
I looked at him, and he looked down at me. I always thought I was almost as tall as Louis, but it turns out I have to look up at him so I guess not..

We some how had this little conversation with our eyes. I wasn't really sure at what it was about. I think he was kind of saying 'everything is going to be okay', but I'm not really sure.

Louis pulled away from the tree. He put his gun in to his jacket pocket, and started to fix himself up. I started to do the same.

"Let's go."

Louis and I started to walk. But, I realized I was limping, and I felt a sharp pain in my left ankle. Oh know, what if I sprained it?! My walking started to slow down. And, Louis seemed to notice.

"What's wrong?"

His hand held on to my arm, as he looked at me with worried eyes.

"My ankle, I fell on it when we jumped off the motorcycle."

"Do you think you broke it?"

"No, but it might be sprained."
Louis' eyes flickered to the ground. He seemed to be nervous and upset with... Himself?

Oh know, he doesn't honestly think that this is his fault?!

Ugh, I should act like I'm okay. I can't have Louis be all worried, and weird about this.

I straightened myself up, and said: "I'm fine."

Louis raised his eye brows.

"Uh, you sure?"

"Yup, come on let's go."
I started to walk away from Louis, trying to act like my leg didn't hurt at all. I mean athletes do this type of thing all the time. They get hurt, and walk off there pain. So, why can't I do that?

Louis caught up to me. And, we walked together in silence. Even though I wasn't really sure where we were going..

I caught Louis looking at me several times. But, I brushed those glances aside.

The pain in my leg seemed to have grown by every step. Every step just felt like a knife in my leg was going deeper in to me. Oh, it made me shiver.

I'm really not an athlete. The last time I played a sport was when I was 6 and I was apart of a once a week basketball team. So, I have never really felt athletic pain, and I have never had to just brush pain aside.

The type of pain I usually get is when I get a C on my test.. Now that is pain to me.

But, this leg pain is just unbearable.
I want to go lay on my bed, while having some soup, and read one of my favorite books.

I don't want to be in this dark forest. Walking to a random place. With a hurting ankle. And, with a guy that is actually very weird and scary.
I feel like I haven't really thought about the fact that I am here with Louis, and I hardly know him. I have heard so many weird things about him, and even though I am not one to believe rumors. I can't help but wonder. I mean, he is already apart of this whole diamond thing. What else has he gotten himself in to?

Maybe, he does still do drugs, maybe he has abused girls, maybe he's killed someone in his own family, maybe he-

My feet where brought off the ground. Louis picked me up bridal style. I don't know why he would-
Oh right, I hurt my ankle, and I was probably limping.. So he probably noticed me struggling.

"You're not fine." He mumbled.

And my theory was correct!

Well that was nice of him..

It's funny, how just a few seconds ago I was practically bashing him, and now I'm complementing him.
Jeez I am bipolar.

Louis carried me, and it looked like he was having no trouble at all at carrying me. Dang, he is really strong.

We stepped out on to the same dark road that we were driving on.

"Can I put you down?" He asked.

I nodded, and Louis let go of me, so my feet could touch the hard ground again.

I think my ankle is just badly bruised, it wouldn't be broken, because then I wouldn't be able to walk. And, I have a feeling it's not sprained..

I looked to my side, and saw the crashed motorcycle still in flames. Except the flames seem to have died down.

Wait, how are we supposed to get to Texas?

Are we going to have to walk, until we find some type of vehicle?

"Wait, how are we going to travel now? Are we walking?"
I was nervous. I really did not want to walk on my throbbing leg.

"Yup." Louis said simply.

"But... But, can't we call like spencer or something?"

"Nope, they're half way to Texas. It would take to long for them to get back."

"But.... But.."
Louis looked over at me, and both of our eyes fell to my leg.

"I can't." I whispered.

I could hear Louis breathing heavily.

He walked over to me, and picked me up bridal style.

"Louis stop. You're going to get tired, and-"

"And nothing. I'll be fine. You should really stop worrying about other people for once, and start to worry about yourself more often."

I didn't really no how to reply to that. So, I kind of just rested my head on Louis' chest. And, tried to relax..

Louis smells good.


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We ended up at a gas station. And, surprisingly enough somebody was there.

Louis set me down behind a bush. And, then he crotched down to be at my level.

"What are you doing."

"I'm just going to go over there, and make a little bargain. I want you to stay here, and not to move."

I looked at him with worried eyes.

"Don't." He stated directly, before getting up.

His footsteps lead away from me. And, I sat there intently waiting to hear something.

And, then I heard a squeal of a man.

My heart started to pound. And, I began to sweat. What if it's Louis?
Oh, no. I should have told him to stay!

I crawled around the bush. And, I saw Louis beating a guy half to death.

"Louis!" I shouted.

Why would he just randomly go and kill this guy?!

"Louis!" I shouted again.

I struggled to my feet. And, I started to limp as fast as I could towards Louis.

As once as I was almost there. Louis looked up. His eyes filled with rage.

"Damn it Aubree! I told you to stay over them!"

"I'm sorry but-"

"Get in the car."

"What? But-"

"Get in it damn it!" He shouted.

Okay angry Louis frightened the hell out of me.

"Bitch..." He mumbled.

Okay, yeah Louis just pretend like I won't hear that..

Louis pointed at the car. It's not even our car?

"Don't kill him." I pleaded.

"Shut up and get in the car." He demanded through gritted teeth.

I backed away from Louis. My eyes where wide. Why did he just become crazy scary?

I slid in to the passenger seat.

Louis continued to beat the guy. And, with each hit from Louis, and each groan from that guy, I shivered. I shivered and closed my eyes tightly.

Tears brimmed my eyes. I don't know why I was crying..?

I guess, it's the fact that I have never seen Louis this scary before.

Finally Louis stopped beating the guy, and I know longer heard groans from the guy. What if Louis killed him?
That made me shiver.
I know, Louis has killed people before. But, I guess he kind of had a reason to kill them. He had know reason to kill this guy. And, even worse he might have killed him with his own hands.

Louis opened the car door forcefully, and got in to the drivers seat. He started the engine, and drove out of the gas station.

I crossed my arms over my chest, and looked out the window. I was not in the mood to talk or even look at Louis.

We drove in silence for a few minutes.

Until..

"Aubree." He said quietly. I could feel him looking at me.
Those ocean colored eyes digging in to me.
"Aubree." He repeated.

I am not going to reply to him. Nope.

"So, you're giving me the silent treatment I see?"

I still didn't answer.

"Fine, whatever. You can be stubborn. Uh huh you can give me the silent treatment all you want it's not like I did anything to you.."

I knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to find something that would piss me off.

"You don't need to be so sensitive."

And, there it was. He found a way to piss me off.

"I am not sensitive! And, I'm not stubborn either! And, you know what you did do something to me!" I yelled.

Louis looked at me with a smirk. I knew it, that's all he wanted was for me to talk to him again.

"So um why are you mad at me?" He asked, obviously trying to keep me talking.

And, you know what if he wants me to talk to him then damn it I will!

"Well you called me a bitch." I spat.

Louis looked at me.

"You heard that?"

I was the one now smirking.

"Yup, I did. Asshole.." I mumbled.

I smirked at him, and then looked over at Louis. He no longer seemed interested with this topic.

He is so difficult sometimes.

I looked back out the window. And, once again we sat in silence..

Until...

"You don't really think I'm an asshole do you?" He asked.

"Louis I was joking."

He looked over at me.

"Seriously, aubree do you?"

"No Louis, I don't."

Why is he getting so worked up over this?

"I didn't kill him, by the way." He spat.

One second he's being all normal and the next he's being weird and rude.

"I never said you did."

"But, you're thinking it."

"No I'm no-"

"Yes you are,"

He really needs to stop cutting me off...

"He's just passed out, okay? I would never just randomly kill someone."

"Okay Louis, I get it.." I said with an annoyed tone. Why is he dragging this all out? He's making it worse.

"Um, okay. Sorry." He mumbled, and then locked his eyes to the road.

I looked over at him. I know I shouldn't ask him any questions right now, but I just can resist. Ugh, I am so annoying.

"Why are you acting so weird right now?"

"I- I'm not." He stuttered.

"Yes you are. Admit it."

"No."

"Louis." I whined.

"Alright, fine I am. Happy?"

"Sure." I lied.

I might as well drop it officially now. Our conversation isn't going anywhere good.
I looked out the window, and stared at all of the passing trees.

"Aubree, do you... Are you... Nevermind." Louis rambled on.

Oh my gosh. I thought we dropped this already!

"What?"

"Nothing."

"No. What where you going to say?"

"Nothing. Just forget it."

I shrugged my shoulders, and went back to looking out the window.
Okay, hopefully these awkward conversations are over.