Thr33 (One Direction FanFic AU!)

Chapter Four

Clover’s POV

“Niall give me your knife.” I watch in horror as Zayn takes Niall’s knife in his hand and struts over to me.

He holds it up to my face and smirks as I move away from the blade. I swear this guy is sick. He gets his kicks off of intimidating and scaring people and I don’t understand why. He slides the blade down my chest and nicks my skin smiling at my wince. He gets to the top of my dress and starts to cut it when I kick him in his chest so hard he goes flying back. The blade drops to the floor and I do the best I can to kick it to Emily who slides it behind her so it can get to Harley’s hands.

Zayn composes himself and Harry has the knife in hand slapping Harley in the face before walking back to Zayn. Shit. I look at Em and she looks from Zayn to me with the largest eyes ever. Harry gives Zayn the knife back and he stomps over to me kicking me in the stomach knocking the wind out of me.

“You little bitch! You think you can do that to me?” He yells and cuts my dress off.

He smirks before standing up. Harry hands him some clothes but he doesn’t take them. He looks at me and kicks me again in my side with the toe of his boot. I cry out in pain and he bellows out in laughter. He raises his foot again but Emily cries out.

“Please! Stop! You’re hurting her!”

“Niall get your girl or I will.” Zayn growls and Niall nods taping Em’s mouth shut. “You know what? I’m going to leave you like this. We will see for how long.” He kicks me again and walks away handing the knife to Niall.

Niall takes it and looks at Emily who has tears falling from her face. Harley wiggles in her containment and so do I. It’s like we both have this protectiveness for Emily. She’s the youngest out of the three of us. Only eighteen. And for some reason I feel the need to save her from this. Niall walks up to her and gives her a deadly grin before slicing her dress off of her body and cutting her arms a little on purpose making her scream in pain. But unlike Zayn he actually dresses her.

He takes the rope off of her legs and slides a pair of baggy sweats on and bounds her legs back together. He goes to put the jumper on but Zayn stops him. Niall nods and steps back leaving a whimpering and half naked Emily crying and screaming in her duct tape. She looks at me afraid and I try to whisper to her but Zayn hits me in the face before I can get a word out. Both of our attentions are thrown by Harley and Harry.

She kicked him in the balls and he fell back writhing in pain. That’s my girl. Zayn walks over to her heated and Niall puts his hand on his chest trying to calm him down. Harry gets up and punches Harley right in the face before grabbing the knife and ripping her dress off leaving a few cuts on her bare legs. He throws a jumper on her and bounds her legs together and ties her wrist so tight that I’m sure circulation will be cut soon.

“And we were going to feed you!” Zayn growls and we all flinch at his tone.

“But now...” Harry makes a noise of disgust and gags a little before finishing. “I mean look at you all. Do you really think you deserve to eat?” Niall laughs and looks right at Emily who is still crying.

“I know. I think each of them deserve to shed a few pounds. Do you agree lads?” Niall smiles at Harry and Zayn and they nod.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking. Pigs.” Zayn spits and he and the boys go to walk up the stairs. “Oh and Clo Clo... It gets a little chilly down here at night.” He smirks and they slam the door causing us all to jump.

“Clover are you alright?” Harley speaks and I sob in response not being able to find the words just yet.

“I... yeah. How about you?”

“He...” She coughs a little and I look at her struggle to speak. “He hits like a pussy.” She laughs dryly and so do I.

We both look at Emily and she just looks scared. She can’t speak because of the duct tape but her chest is rising and falling at an uneven pace. Her head is moving from left to right and the tears keep falling. Harley and I know what she’s thinking.

“I know Em. I know. But we will get out.” Harley whispers and Emily looks right at her. Her response is muffled and she yells in her mouth restraint.

“Yeah Em. Don’t worry okay?” She looks at me and I know she doesn’t believe me. Hell I don’t even believe me.

The night comes quick and I look at the other two girls that are shivering. They both look at me with painful eyes knowing I have it worst. I know my body will go in hypothermic shock, but it will probably be better dying this way than whatever these crazy dirtbags have in store for us. I turn my head and see a small window. It’s a full moon tonight. I used to love staying up and watching the moon. My eyes get heavy and I drift off to sleep. I don’t know how long I was out but I feel someone throw a blanket over me. I peek my eyes open and see a mop of curly hair leaving the room and Harley and Emily covered with blankets too. Maybe everyone does have a good side.