Ransom: A One Direction and 5 Seconds of Summer Kidnapping Story

Calum

Calum

Harry shoved me to the ground roughly and I yelped in pain. Bruises were sure to form on my forearms.

He smirked slightly, staggering over to where I was lying on the floor and slung his leg over my waist. Straddled over me he said, "Did you know," he slurred, "that they caught me, did you know? They put my drawing on the news last night, isn't it funny?"

I swallowed, nervous and shaking. Harry giggled a little until he became solemn and serious. His eye locked with mine and I quickly shut them. Harry growled and grabbed my neck screeching, "Open your eyes! I want to see them!"

I reluctantly opened them, squeezing a few tears out.

Harry smirked and moaned slightly, his hands now caressing my neck and cheeks. "You're so pretty when you cry, Calum."

"Please don't do this, Harry. Please leave me be!" I pleaded, realizing what Harry's intentions were. He moved his hands to my hair and tugged viciously, leaning down to nose at my chin. I could now smell the alcohol. He began kissing at my check and jaw, stopping a few times to speak. "Louis, I loved him, but I fucked everything up. I don't need him anymore, now that I have you." He bit at my jaw and I yelped, trying to push him off. He pinned my arms to my sides roughly kneeling on them. He sat up and grabbed my hair. "Stop squirming, Calum! Please, I just need some attention and love. I have nothing left in life. You're so perfect," he slurred. "I know you would love me, you're so beautiful. Let's run away and live on our own and -"

I swallowed the lump.in my throat, and cried, "I'm not gay, Harry! I can't do anything with you! Please, please just get off -"

Harry grabbed my throat again, pushing me into the ground, cutting off all circulation. My arms were freed and I tried prying his hands off of my neck, flailing my legs. I felt my face get hot and my vision blurred. I was inches away from passing out when the heavy pressure was lifted off my chest and hips and I sucked in a huge breath. I coughed and sputtered as I watched Niall and Zayn pull Harry away from my body and against the wall. Niall, "Zayn, put him in his bed and pack his things please. He's leaving in the morning."

Harry sobered up at that. "No, no, Niall, you can't do that, no, please, no!" The sound of his drunk sobs was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.

I woke up to a cold cloth on my head in the darkness and the soft mumbles of, "I cannot believe I am doing this again."

I looked up at Ashton. He couldn't help but smile a little at me. I was thankful for his help. I sat up slowly with Ashton's help, hissing as he grabbed my forearm. I looked down at them and noticed the hand shaped bruises.

"Your neck doesn't look too good, bud." Ashton said. I sighed. My throat hurt and my head ached slightly.
"Do you remember anything about last night?"

I realized then that it was morning and closed my eyes. I definitely remembered everything and with those though I curled in on myself and cried.

I cried for days.

I cried until my eyes were dry.

I couldn't eat or drink or sleep. Ashton had to force food down my throat just so I could get some nutrition.

Everything I have ever felt had suddenly disappeared the night Harry laid on top of me and kissed me and choked me.

I lost all of my self worth, my confidence, my love for others. I couldn't stand to see anyone. My life had no meaning and that realization made me cry so much more.

I was disgusted with myself. I still felt the ghost of Harry's hands in my hair, on my cheeks, my throat.

I felt like nothing.

My life was over.

*****

I want you all to know that you are worth every single second of your lives. You all are truly beautiful in your own ways and nobody can ever compete with your gorgeousness. 

My school recently suffered from two deaths, a suicide and a freak accident. Things like these are what tells others that life is short. You much live it to your fullest everyday. Look at the bright side of things, be a glass half full person, or as I like to say, be a Tigger. (T-I- DOUBLE GRR-ER). Your life is the most important thing to everyone everywhere.

Although this part is very dark and depressing, it seems to summarize how I felt for a short period in my life. Things seem to go into a dark hole and although I didn't seem to realize it for sometime, I had significant times where my emotions really hit me. I knew that I could overcome them, but it would take some time. I know however that I am beautiful, important, and worth it.

I love every single one of you. Thank you for your support. 

Please read onto the next part to learn about my plans for this summer and the upcoming year.

Status: Knowing I am loved

Keep Calm and be a Tigger

MWAH!

XXX